A/N Just to let you all know this was originally supposed to be a one-shot but I decided it's not going to be. The chapters are gonna be kinda short.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN. PROPERTY OF KATE BRIAN.

I made as little noise as possible even though I knew everyone was at the library studying for the English exam, hell I should be too but I'm not and neither is Thomas. As I made it out the door to Billings I snuck quietly around the benches in the quad and made my towards the sleek, black Mustang.

Once I came into his view he stepped out of the car and opened my door. I lowered myself in gracefully. Then he got in and we sped of into the night.

"You look amazing." He said.

"Thanks, you don't look to bad yourself." He chuckled. "So where are you taking me?"

"It's an Italian place, in Boston's North End, you'll find out when we get there." The rest of the ride was silent.

Once we arrived Thomas handed over his keys to a valet clad in a black tux, and led me inside by the hand but just before I entered I saw a crumbling stone in the sidewalk that read 1787. We were led to a table and after Thomas gave the order for some form of wine or another, I was trying to decide if that was Whit or some other beefy guy with a trench coat entering the restaurant.

He looked up as if he could feel my eyes on him. He walked over to our table. "Pearson, Miss. Osgood, what brings you here this fine evening?"

"We, my friend are on a date but if I might add what brings you here?" replied Thomas.

"It's my parent's anniversary. Well it was nice seeing you, but I must get back." He walked to the table his parents were sitting at.

"What would you like?"

"Filet Mignon, medium." I said, as I knew it was customary for the man to order for both himself and the lady.

Once we finished we left for home. The ride was a silent as it was on the ride up. But once we were back at the circle, time began to slow down. Thomas looked at me and we started staring into each others eyes. Suddenly he began to slowly lean in. I could feel his warm breath on my face as he pressed his DSL worthy lips against mine. The kiss was all to short, but it was mind blowing, I wanted to deepen it but he pulled away.

As much as it pained me I had to get out of the car. In front of Ketlar we parted ways, with a soft, light kiss I headed towards Billings and to my luck it was dark. I stealthily made into Billings and headed up to mine and Noelle's room. Nobody seemed to be home so I quickly undressed and began to study for the English exam. But I couldn't seem to focus, my mind kept drifting to that kiss.

The next morning after class I was walking past Hell and Gwendolyn Hall and all of a sudden I was pulled behind Gwendolyn, then a hand covered my mouth I almost screamed but then I looked down and saw his shoes. I licked his hand.

"Gross!" he said wiping his hand on his pants. "What was that for?"

"I don't like it when people put their hands over my mouth and drag me behind buildings." I stated simply.

"Well then, what about lips instead of hands?"

"I don-"he cut me off with his lips. As soon as my mind registered what just happened I kissed him back passionately. I felt him try to gain entrance, so I parted my lips and we battled for dominance I new I would loose but I put up quite a challenge. I felt Thomas break the kiss and grab my hand. He started leading me to entry way to Gwendolyn Hall, into this cave like room with a bench in the wall. He sat down and pulled me onto his lap, we immediately continued where we left off. He tried to get his hands up my shirt but I stopped him at my stomach.

"Not today baby, not today." But that didn't keep him from trying. So I started going up his chest, over his perfectly chiseled abs, but then he turned the tables on me and wouldn't let me go any further. So after about fifteen minutes of intense making out I broke the kiss and told him that I had to go get some extra studying done for the English exam. After numerous protests on Thomas's part and one last long kiss I made my way yet again to the library.

I felt as though I was living at the library. One hour and billions of thank you's to Taylor I headed to dinner. On the way I stopped at Billings to drop off my bag and called Thomas, I told him that I didn't think it was a good idea if he sat with us at dinner because I don't think I would be able to keep my eyes off him. He agreed; none to happily but I promised another excursion with him later.

Dinner was normal, Noelle and Cheyenne got into a heated debate about who knows what but I wasn't really paying attention because I was so transfixed with 'Wuthering Heights'.

When we were all going back to our dorms I got a call from Thomas, I held back from the rest of them so I could have some peace and he told me to meet him tomorrow after lunch before my next class and he said he had something to ask me. I could only imagine what it could be.

A/N Thanks to those who reviewed.