Heyy all you gwevin lovers. here's some fluff for your troubles. . When I get 4 more reviews I'll write the next chapter. All reviews count: Suggestions, Praise, Flames, etc! So send in those reviews please. BTW thanks to all 3 of my reviewers. They made me feel special. .

Chapter 3: It's a Date?

Ben knew what was coming next. So many times Gwen had called him, on the verge of tears, asking if there was something wrong with her. And when he would answer "No, there's absolutely nothing wrong with you," she would ask why Kevin hasn't asked her out yet. That question, Ben could not answer.

Kevin raised his eyebrows, waiting for her answer.

"A date." Gwen blurted, her cheeks turning a pretty shade of pink.

Kevin frowned. It would kill me to set her up on a date with someone else. I wonder who's the lucky guy she has her eyes on. What does he have that I don't? "With who?" he asked dejectedly. In the backseat, Ben smacked his forehead. Gwen gave Kevin an odd look.

Ben rolled his eyes. "She wants YOU to ask her out on a date!"

The raven haired boy sighed in relief. "Ohhh, I get it now. Yeah, I can do that. I mean, If that's what you want." He hoped it was.

"It is." Gwen smiled. Finally! I'm going on a date with Kevin! Of course, technically I asked him on a date, but he said yes pretty quickly.Well, once he knew what I meant.

"I'll pick you up at 7."

"Umm, Kevin, it's 8 right now." Gwen told him. Ben snickered.

"I knew that, I meant 7 tomorrow."Nice save.NOT! It's better this way i guess. If our date was 7 tonight I'd only have 3 hours with her. If I pick her up at 7AM tomorrow I would get to spend more time with her. Maybe an all day date?

"Uh-huh," Ben said, smiling. He sent a look at Gwen that said Pfft, Kevin's not slow at all.

"Where are you going to take me?"Gwen asked.

"That's for me to know and you to find out."

Gwen shook her head, grinning. "You are impossible sometimes."

Kevin laughed. "Impossibly charming? Funny? Good looking?" He wiggled his eyebrows.

"Pigheaded?" Ben offered.

Gwen laughed too. "Nope, just impossible."

A look of mock hurt registered on Kevin's face. "Me?"

"Yes, you. Now look where you're driving before you kill us all."

"Aye aye captain."

Gwen stared out the window wondering. Did he mean he's picking me up 7 AM or PM? Would it seem stupid to ask? Oh well, it looks like I'll have to wake up extra early tomorrow. But he seems to be the type that sleeps in until like, noon. I'll still wake up at 6 AM, with Kevin you never know.

Kevin pulled up to Gwen's house. He escorted her to her front door. "See you tomorrow Gwen." He hugged her quickly. Then he walked off her porch, embarassed and blushing at his actions. Kevin heard her say goodnight, then go inside her house as he walked away. That was so stupid. I didn't plan to do that, It just happened. I kind of liked though.Oh Who am I kidding, I loved it.

Kevin ran into the car door. Ben smirked. "You're supposed to open it."

The now bruised boy got into the car, narrowing his eyes at the brunette. He put his focus back on driving. "Who needs doors anyways?" He mumbled. He got back onto the road that lead to Ben's house. The driver moved his eyes from the road to the rearview mirror, to see Ben smiling at him. "What?"

"I saw you and Gwen on the porch. What, no goodnight kiss? Are you getting a fever? Your face is awfully red tonight." Ben laughed.

Kevin's blush had returned. "And you wonder why I usually drop you off first."

"No, I just assume that you want to spend some time alone with Gwen."

" Oh look Benjy, this is your stop."

"Bye lover boy."

"Bye boy with no life of his own."

Kevin sped away to the abandoned house where he stayed. He fell asleep with a goofy grin on his face, lost in his fantasies.

Back at Gwen's house…..

Gwen stared at the ceiling thinking. Unlike Kevin she wasn't escaping to dreamland that easily. I can't believe he hugged me! Was it a friendly hug or an I really like you hug? Probably just a friendly hug. Is it weird to feel this way about a guy who tried to kill me before? Does he feel the same way about me? Why did I have to make the first move? Why can't I stop thinking about him? Why won't the questions stop? When will I get the answers? Tomorrow maybe? Where is Kevin taking me tomorrow? What time is it? Gwen rolled over to look at her clock. 11:11. I better get to sleep. I don't want to have bags under my eyes tomorrow. In ten minutes the red-head fell asleep.