A/N: So this chapter is gonna be from Stephanie's POV and then I am going to start switching the POVS every chapter so that it can be a mixture of the two of them. Enjoy…

As I was walking down the stairs from my room I heard the ding indicating a new text message. I glanced down at it as I reached the floor and noticed it was from my friend Trish. I shook my head a bit after reading what she said, she wanted me to come hang out tonight, but I had to make my way to Paul's house to work on our project for school. I quickly replied and hit send, she had to of known this, and I had told at least four of my friends as much before leaving school this afternoon. I hollered out a goodbye to my parents and made my way out of the house and to my car.

As I climbed in and started the engine, making my way toward his house, with the GPS guiding me along the way, I let my mind wonder a bit. I wasn't normally so on top of things with school projects, and any other partner I had, I would have probably blown them off and made them do the entire thing, but this new guy was pretty hot, and I was actually excited to get to spend some alone time with him. Maybe we could even find some time for other things besides the paper. I smirked at the ideas forming in my mind as I pulled into his driveway.

I climbed out of my car, looking up at the house, it wasn't as large as my own house, but it was still pretty nice. It didn't look bigger than a two or three bedroom house though, and walking toward the front door to knock, I couldn't help but wonder how they lived in such cramped quarters. After a few moments the door opened and I saw him standing there smiling at me. "Hey Steph," He said opening the door wider for me to walk in.

"Hi," I replied walking in and standing just behind him.

He shut the door and gestured for me to follow him into the living room. We sat down, neither saying anything for a moment, I noticed he was fumbling with his hands a lot though, clearly nervous about something. "So…" I started hoping to start up a conversation. I knew that I was pretty hot, and a lot of guys were somewhat nervous around me, but there was something adorable about the way he got when we were together.

"Oh my god I am so rude," He said shooting up from his spot next to me. "Do you want a soda or something?"

I smiled as I watched his face go bright red. "Sure,"

He walked out of the room and I took the opportunity to glance around the living room better, paying closer attention to the family pictures on the wall. The mantle looked like a little museum of him and what I assumed was his sister. I smiled as I saw the one of him as a toddler splashing around in the bath tub, as I walked closer to inspect it.

"Wow I should have taken those down." I heard from behind me.

I turned to see him standing next to the couch with a couple of sodas in his hands. I smiled at him, laughing a little. "Don't worry, my mom has embarrassing pictures like that of me all over the place."

He smiled back at me, I wasn't sure what to think about the weird flip flopping motion my stomach was currently doing. I didn't normally get butterflies like this when a guy looked at me, sure Paul was pretty hot, all of the guys I have dated have been, but there was just something about him that made me want to get to know him better. I walked over and sat back down next to him, turning slightly so that I was facing him.

"So should we get started?" He asked handing me the soda.

I looked down, opening the can and taking a small sip before sitting it down on the coffee table. "Sure, I guess so," I replied biting my lip a bit, "Or we can talk a bit, get to know each other better maybe?"

His eyes widened slightly, "I'd love that," He replied quickly, his face flushing. "I mean, that would be cool."

I smiled at him for a second before leaning back and getting a little more comfortable. "So…"

"So…" He copied. He sat back as well and then opened his mouth to talk before closing it again.

"Where are your parents anyway?" I asked just wanting to start a conversation.

"My mom went with my dad on a business trip." He replied taking a drink and then sitting the can down next to mine.

"That is so cool that they let you stay here by yourself. My parents would never let me, they think I'll get kidnapped or something." I laughed placing a hand on his bicep. Damn he was stronger than he looks.

He blushed at the contact but made no move to back away from me. "So um…are you seeing anyone?" He asked his face going even redder.

I looked down and smiled, I couldn't believe how adorably shy he was around me, it really was kind of a turn on in a way. "No, are you? A girl back at your old school maybe?"

"No, I've actually had only one girlfriend and we broke up a few months ago so.."

"Oh bad break up?"

"Not really, just didn't really work out. She basically decided that she could do better so…"

"Sorry," I said softly. I didn't want to make him feel more embarrassed than he already was. I scooted a little closer to him and ran my hand down his arm before placing it back in my lap.

He leaned a little closer to me before pulling away and standing up. "I should go and get my computer. I will be right back." He said stumbling out of the room.

I didn't mean to make him uncomfortable. I was sort of hoping that he was going to kiss me, but maybe he didn't like me, and he was just nervous around all girls or something. Most nerdy guys were right? He didn't look like a nerd, and certainly didn't act like one, but he was really shy…with me anyway. He walked back into the room a few minutes later and sat his laptop down on the coffee table, turning it on.

"So um…"

"Yeah we should get started." I said grabbing my binder and government book. I moved the sodas out of the way before sitting the book down and opening it to the correct page.

About an hour later, we had most of the work done. "Should we take a break and have some of that ice cream or something?" I asked stretching my arms a little before sitting my pen down.

"Sounds good," He replied standing and heading in the direction of the kitchen.

He came back a few minutes later and handed me a small bowl and a spoon. I smiled at him, taking a bite. It was delicious of course, I loved strawberry ice cream. He sat down and took a big bite. "I love this flavor."

"Me too," I said taking another bite.

He sat his bowl down a few minutes later and looked over at me. "Do you want more?"

"No, I am so full." I replied taking another big bite.

"Um…you have some…"

"What?" I ask turning back to him.

"You have some on your chin right here." He said pointing to the space right below his mouth on the right side.

"Fix it," I said laughing a little. I was still holding my spoon and bowl.

"What?" He said laughing softly with me.

"Fix it," I repeated turning my head slightly.

He reached over and gently wiped his thumb across my chin. My breath hitched a little as he did this. He left his hand on my face, leaning forward a little once again like he was going to kiss me. My eyes lowered to his mouth, licking my lips a little in anticipation of his lips on mine. He pulled away at the last moment though and sat back, clearing his throat.

I cleared my throat, sitting the bowl down next to his, placing the spoon in it. I turned back toward him, scooting a little closer to his side of the couch. "Were you going to kiss me?"

His face turned a nice shade of scarlet, looking down at his hands. "Um…"

"Because I wanted you too." I finished interrupting whatever he had been about to say.

He looked back up at me, widening his eyes a bit. "You did?"

"Yeah," I said softly, almost in a whisper as I moved a little closer.

He leaned in toward me as well, and a moment later our lips met. He placed his large hand on my cheek, running it back and around the back of my neck, making the kiss a little deeper than it had been. I moaned a little opening my mouth and then felt his tongue in my mouth. I stood halfway, kneeling on the couch, without breaking the contact as our tongues wrestled. I planted myself in his lap, straddling him and running my fingers through his long hair, pulling it from his ponytail. He wrapped his arms around my hips, pulling me closer. We stayed in this position for a few moments, me settling against him, I could feel him getting a little aroused as I grinded into him, making him groan.

He slowly ran his left hand up my back and into my hair, pulling it gently. I wondered briefly if he had ever been with anyone before I focused myself once more on his lips, which were currently making their way to my neck. I moaned as he hit the spot right under my right ear, pressing myself further into him. He pulled away and looked at me, I stared into his hazel eyes for a moment before leaning in to kiss him again.

After another few moments of making out, his hand running up my shirt and to the back of my bra, I pulled away, breathless.

"Do you want to go upstairs?"