We ended up at Tweek's house since he said both his mom and Vince would be working until five today. He said nothing to me on the drive. I said nothing to him. Maybe I shouldn't even have let him come with me? Because, I mean, I don't really wanna make out right now after all. If we make out and I start thinking about Kenny and the dream, then what? Plus I'm starting to worry that our relationship is lust based and I don't want to really kiss him right now.

"Craig?" Tweek says and my eyes snap to him. Crap, how long have has he been talking to me? "You alright?" Peachy. Fucking peachy! What does he think? Of course I'm not. I shake my head. "We're here..." We get out and go inside his house. He looks at me once we're inside and the door's shut. The lights are off and the curtains are shut so it's fairly dark. His eyes almost glow in the dark. Like emeralds, if that doesn't make me sound like an idiot. He's so beautiful. Today his hair wasn't spiked. Just brushed to the side of his face. His outfit also wasn't as extravagant today. Just some leather skinny jeans, his boots, a white v neck and a spiked leather jacket. He was wearing a light line of eyeliner on his bottom lashes and that's it. "I don't want to kiss you." He tells me, but not in an offensive way. "I wanna hang out with you, like we did the day we skipped."

"Half of that was us making out though." I point out.

He chuckles, "Yeah, but I don't wanna kiss you. I mean, I do wanna kiss you. A lot." He thinks. "But I'm trying to prove to myself that this relationship isn't based off of that... you know? Because it would suck if we had sex and that was it... and I don't think that's true but honestly... I'm doubtful." He's stopped looking at me and is looking at the wall.

I nod anyways. That's it though... we were thinking the same thing. Is that a bad thing because we're both doubtful about our relationship being more than lust or... is it good because we're both sure it isn't just that and are willing to prove it. "Alright. Let's go on a date." I say, smiling. "A real date this time, though. Like, romantic. I don't care how much of a fag it makes me either."

"We're already as faggy as we can get." He smiles too but won't look at me. I move his face so he has to and he pouts. "No kissing." He reminds me and I frown. "What are we gonna do for our 'date' then?" He asks.

I let go of his face and think. "I don't wanna be cliché and see a movie."

"Plus nothing goods out." He adds with a nod.

"It's too early to go out for a fancy dinner."

"Plus fancy restaurants piss me off."

"Alright, well what do you want to do?" I ask with an amused expression. "Because you seem to not like typical date ideas."

He bites his lip in thought and I wish he wouldn't do that when I'm not 'allowed' to kiss him and then he grins like a kid who was just given candy. "I know what we can do!" He says, excitedly. "But it's a surprise!"

I raise an eyebrow at him. "Alright?"

"But we just got here so let's just hang out."

"But no kissing?"

"NO kissing." He glares at me playfully and we laugh. Tweek said he had to change before we left and I asked if I would have to change too, assuming he was gonna change into something fancy or I don't know but when he came out he was wearing black sweat pants and a gray camouflage T shirt. "You don't have to change..." He shrugs. "Depends."

"On what?"

"Can't say. It would give it away." He considers. "I guess you can borrow a shirt."

"You look like you're about to go to bed..."

"Nah." He answers simply and then hands me a old faded black shirt. "After you change, let's eat something real quick and then head out okay?"

I nod and smirk at him. He raises his eyebrow like, what's that smirk for? And I start to take off my shirt. I pull it over my head and toss it to a corner in his room where a bunch of other shirts laid. I glance at him and he's biting his lip again, not looking at me. Not in my eyes at least. But staring 'hella' hard at my chest and abs. He groans, closing his eyes. "Put it on." I chuckle. "This is so hard." I laugh at his choice of words. "Shut up." He blushes, turning around. "I'm gonna go make us some ham sandwiches." He walks out and I laugh again. He's so cute.

Once we've eaten Tweek snatches my keys from me and tells me he'll drive. I've never let anyone except myself drive my car but I guess there's a first for everything. I get in the passenger seat and it's weird... because I've never sat here before. He gets in the drivers and I feel like he has the same thought because he looks at me and we both laugh. "This is weird." He announces and I nod. "I'm driving Craig Tucker's car... I was wondering if it sounded as crazy out loud as it did in my head... It does." He shrugs, "Whatever." He starts the car and pulls out. He can drive so I'm not worried. He turns up the radio and starts singing along and once again I think he's cute.

The drive is kind of long but not that long. When we make it I'm slightly surprised though I feel like I shouldn't be.

"Paintball?" I ask just to make sure.

He nods, fanatically. "Oh my god, yes!" He pulls the keys out of the ignition and throws them in my lap. "I love paintball! I don't know why I didn't think of this sooner!" Then he freezes. "What do you think? You like it right?" Then he frowns. "You hate it."

I shrug and look away. "I mean..." I sigh and then I turn and smile at him. "Just kidding." He smiles. "I love it. Let's go,"

Once we've paid (it was a fight because Tweek said he planned it he should pay but I said I wasn't a girl and that was gay and then he said I was gay and I said fuck you and he said you won't! And... yeah... the guy at the counter thought we were crazy but in the end Tweek paid which I guess is good since I'm out a job and house and am currently broke) we get our gear and head into the playing area.


"You see him right?" I ask, back to a wall, slightly crouching,

"There are four of them." Tweek says. "And we're the last of our team."

I nod. "What are we gonna do?"

He smirks at me and winks through his goggles. "We're gonna kick some ass!" He tells me. "You go after the douche in the tower and I'll get the two elementary boys and watch out for the dick with the fucking sniper, alright?" I nod and we part. I sprint quickly aiming my gun up into the tower window. I see him. But he sees me too. I hit the ground, dodging his bullets. I roll over until my body is concealed again behind another place obstacle and aim one last time. C'mon... shoot! Got him. I smirk as he curses and raises his gun in the air, signaling that he was out and exiting the field.

"AH FUCK!" I snap my head towards the voice and see Tweek get hit in the shoulder. Right where his padding wasn't covering. I gasp and my eyes go wide as he stumbles from the impact. Without thinking I get back to my feet and run towards him.

"Tweek!" When I get to him he's on one knee, head down. "Tweek, are you okay?"

His body trembles. "I-I-"

"You what?!"

"I GOT THEM!" He grins. "Bastards shot me even though they were out! But we still won!" He throws himself to his feet and cheers with the rest of the team.

"You're... You're not hurt? It hit your shoulder."

"Psh, Craig, it's just a paintball calm your tits. I didn't get hit by a car! Stings a little. Still won though!" He cheers again. "C'mon, we have five minutes until the next round." He pulls me by my arm."

The rest of the time was basically like that. We played until we ran out of balls. Then we bought more and played until those were out and then these kids who had some left but were leaving gave us theirs so we played until those ran out and then we were sweaty, tired, and hungry. So, we decided to get some pizza.

"You know, I was thinking the same thing..." I say, suddenly while we're eating. He glances at me, motioning me to continue. "About this being a lust based relationship... but... we had a lot of fun on this 'date' didn't we?"
He nods, "We were like friends."

"Friends?" I ask.

He nods. "And I was thinking... The only difference between friends and people who are dating is that people who are dating kiss and make out and have sex..." He glances at me and then leans into me and I can't hold my smile when my lips meet his. It wasn't a wild kiss like usual it was gentle. Soft. Nice. I didn't even think about the sexual stuff. It was just a kiss. Before he pulls back he says, "I don't know why you said you love me, Craig... But... There's something about being together with you that's not like when I was with other boyfriends... Instantly it felt like I could trust you and confide in you and be with you... Yeah, I'm still a virgin, For certain reasons, but I would give myself to you without question... I know this isn't just lust. I mean yeah I think you're really sexy and I did just say you can have me but that's not all it is and I think it's even good that we feel like that towards each other. It adds to the relationship but I don't think it overpowers it. I don't know I probably sound stupid but I'm still scared you're gonna pick Kenny over me but I love you, Craig... fuck. " His face is beet red. This is the first time I think I've seen Tweek genuinely nervous. "Um, what I'm trying to say is... I don't know... I'm not good at this. Just forget it."

"Tweek..." He's... SO FUCKING CUTE! I wrap my arms around him and hug him tightly.

I need to talk to Kenny...


Sorry for not posting last friday but I will be posting this friday. I hope you're all enjoying the story thus far and continue to do just that ;) Thanks for the reviews and favorites and keep telling me whatchu think and stuff