The movie ended and we walked out of the theatre, Lindsay smiling like it was Christmas morning. She had basically cried the whole movie so she looked a little blotchy, but she didn't seem to care.

"Oh my god, when Mufasa got trampled. I lost it!" She exclaimed, throwing up her arms to emphasize her point.

I laughed at her honesty, admiring that part of her. She really didn't care what people thought. Even if we were the only teenagers amongst a sea of kids and their parents.

"I'm glad we saw that together, Cameron never would have come with me." I admitted, taking hold of her hand.

"Well, I'm glad you invited me." She said, nuzzling her head into my shoulder.

As we walked out into the L.A. night, I hailed a cab easily and we climbed in, still connected by our hands.

The cab ride was basically quiet, both of us soaking in each other's presence silently. I quite liked it.

When we pulled up to Lindsay's apartment, I got out to open the door for her as she stepped out.

She smiled coyly, as we stood in our silence. "So…" She murmured.

I knew she was expecting a kiss so I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers. She seemed flustered at first but soon relaxed into the kiss.

When I pulled away, she looked like she was seeing stars. I had to admit I hadn't felt much, but there was something about Lindsay that intrigued me. So what if I didn't like her right away? Things like this take time…

She scuffed her heel on the pavement, a blush emanating from her cheeks. She was rather adorable.

"Hey, I was wondering." I started tentatively.

"Yah?" She asked, looking up at me with hopeful eyes. It made me chuckle.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go out again on the weekend. Macy's in town and I thought we could all go on a double date or something." I suggested.

Lindsay nodded anxiously. "Totally!" She blurted, before realizing how she sounded. "I mean, er…. sure." She backtracked, trying to sound less excited.

"Great. I'm sure you and Macy will get along fine." I said. "Not that I've met her yet…" I continued worriedly.

"Oh, I'm sure she will. She will love your guy's place." Lindsay gushed, before throwing her arms around me in a supportive hug.

Although I was getting a bit squished, I appreciated the gesture. I now had someone who I could trust to support me no matter what. And it didn't hurt that she was beautiful.

"Bye." She said after she pulled away, running up the stairs to her apartment.

I waved before climbing up into the cab and she blew a kiss. It was nice having someone who liked you. Just for being you.

When I got back to my apartment, I walked in and threw myself on the couch. I grabbed the remote and flicked on the TV. X factor was on. I settled in for a night of relaxation.

About an hour in I realized my apartment was irregularly empty. Uncomfortably so. I looked around and realized what was missing. Cameron.

I got up and looked around for a note. If Cameron was going out, he always left a note. But there was nothing on the counter on the fridge. I flipped open my phone to check if he sent me a text. Nada.

My heart started to race a bit. Was I seriously this nervous about Cameron not being around? He's 21 years old and I'm worrying about him like I'm his mother. It's just sad…

I chatised myself for worrying so much and threw myself back onto the couch before dozing off to sleep…

zzz…..

zzzzz…..

I was awoken by a giggle. A very girly giggle. I instictively stayed low, hiding from the intruder. I grabbed my Wii golf club and wielded it as my weapon. I slowly peeked over the side of the couch and was met by a scene that absolutely churned my stomach.