Disclaimer: I don't own. Still don't own, why do you always rub it in?
I felt his lips press against mine and my body immediately went into shock. He quickly pulled away when he felt me stiffen.
"I'm sorry Sammy." He said looking down.
"It's... It's okay..." I said sitting up slowly and touching my lips like they belonged to someone else.
"I... um... I shouldn't have..." He trailed off and sighed.
"No, no it's not that, I just... I just wasn't expecting..." Now it was my turn to trail off.
I got up and sat back on the couch, my face was burning and I was trying to look at anything other than Casey. I felt the couch moved and realized he had sat down next to me again.
"I..." he murmured. Suddenly he took my hand and held onto it. Like he had when we'd first met. "I shouldn't have done that. But I'm not sorry I did. I really like you Sammy."
I, being an idiot, just sat there staring at him. I couldn't process it. Everything in the room was spinning.
"Sammy?" he asked.
"I... I like you too." I murmured, ducking my head and blushing. What the heck this so wasn't like me. I don't go mushy over boys. I don't get all gooey. But those eyes, oh those easter eyes.
"Good." He smirked, leaning in and kissing me again.
A/N: IT'S OVER! I'm sorry it's so awful and yes I know it sucks but I wanted to get it out for Anonymouse's birthday. And I'm just not a good writer to begin with. So yeah this is the end of my three-shot. I'm not going to do stories for awhile. If anything I'll do one-shots and try to give my all to them. But I should probably just quit fanfiction again haha.