Hi just a quick update. Sorry if it's a bit short and uneventful but I want to get across their feelings. Next chapter will be the real pivotal one I promise!! Hope you enjoy!

Alex

Why is she looking at me funny? She looks scared, what's wrong with her? I hope I haven't done anything.

"What's up?" I ask as calmly as I can but my heart is pounding, I can't bear the thought that I've made her scared.

"What? Nothing, I'm fine, it's just cold isn't it?" As she answers, I feel her warmth grace my body once again, her arm wrapped around mine. I feel her shiver and without thinking I begin to rub her arm with my free hand. As I touch her, I noticed her look at me for a split second. I didn't catch the look in her eye. Oh shit, I shouldn't have done that. She's probably freaked out now. Alex, you idiot! You can't go around stroking your friend's arm randomly! Keep doing stuff like that and she'll catch on. Stop it!

I quickly snatch my hand from her arm and wrap it around my waist.

Marissa

Woah, her touch sends shivers down my spine. How weird's that?! I love the feeling of her warmth, I'm noticing her smell. I like it. Why has she taken her hand away, I liked her stroking me. Do I have feelings for her? God I don't know. This is so confusing. She doesn't even like me anyway, she took her hand away. What if I did like her like her? Would that be wrong? I guess it's not that wrong, she's gay but I'm not. So how does this work? God, all I know is I need this girl. I love spending time with this girl.

Alex

The rest of the night was spent laughing and joking with a great deal of shivering! After standing by the fence near the fireworks for half an hour, we decided it was too cold and headed back to my car to watch the fireworks show in the relative warmth.

Just as we got into the car and shut the doors, the fireworks started to go off. Sitting in the drivers seat, I had to lean over towards Marissa and crane my neck to see the pretty patterns in the sky as my view was blocked by the divide of the window. Marissa started to laugh as she realised my problem.

Suddenly I felt a gloved hand cover my eyes,

"Hey!" I exclaimed to the beautiful sound of Marissa's laughter, "Now I really can't see!"

"Aww bless!" She mocked, still covering my eyes.

I reached up and pulled her hand off my face, our fingers entwined and we sat for a moment, looking into eachothers eyes.

Oh wow, she's gorgeous. I want to hold her hand forever. I can feel myself getting lost in her gaze. Why is she still looking at me? Her eyes are conveying a sense of confusion. What's she confused about? What if she likes me too? She can't. No way. But she's still looking. Her eyes still deeply penetrating into mine, like she's trying to work out what I'm thinking. I wonder what she's thinking?

Marissa

Wow, she's beautiful. I've never noticed her eyes before, sharp yet beautifully soft. Why can't I stop staring? Why can't I pull away my gaze? I like the way she's looking at me, with compassion and…concern? A bit of confusion? God I'm confused. I think maybe I like her. I like her hand in mine. I wish I wasn't wearing gloves. I never thought I'd think that when it's so cold tonight. But does she like me? Why would she? Well she's not letting go of my hand, she's not looking away. How long can we sit like this? Why does it feel so nice? Alex Kelly, I think I'm falling for you.