As I followed Nick I also noticed that we had passed his cousins room and his aunts and uncles. Then we were approaching what I thought was his room, but we passed strait by it. I couldn't help but wonder why he hadn't taken me in there? But I didn't ask him. We carried on in silence, when we went into an attic room, Nick lit four candles. Now I could see that the room was full of books. I was both surprised and amassed that Nick would, A) Have a room like this.

B) Chose to shire it with me.

C) That he reads.

I mean don't get me wrong he's clever, but I wouldn't have pined him as a guy who would sit in s room surrounded by musty old books. Yet it was right hear in front of me.

"This is where I come to get away from everyone. It's a collection from the library were my mum and dad used to live." He'd broken the silence and I couldn't help but smile at him. I had never seen this side of Nick he always seemed so angry but hear. Hear he was a completely different guy.

We sat together and read one of the many books in the room. We couldn't see the title as it had been rubbed off. After about six chapters I finally pulled my eyes away from the book and looked at the time it was getting late.

"I think I'd better be going." I said to Nick.

"Ok I'll see you out." he took the book from my hands and helped me off the floor. Nick blew out the candles and I couldn't see a thing. I put my hands up in front of me and walked forward a few steps and there was someone there. Someone who felt very masculine. I couldn't tell who it was.

"Who's there?" I asked a little frightened.

"Don't worry it's only me." Came Nicks Voice. Full of amusement. He placed his hands on mine flattening them against his chest.

Then I let my hands drop. I didn't know what was so amusing but then again I never did where Nick was concerned. I could see his shape in the through the dark but only just. However instead of heading for the exit which I couldn't see through the dark. He took a step towords me. So I couldn't see anything only him. I couldn't move, what was he up to? I'd never been in this situation before. Especialy not with a guy.

"What are you up to Nick?" I asked looking up at him. I was only able to make out the outline of his face.

"Do you have to go?" Was all he asked, but the way he said it was different I couldn't tell how.

"Nick I don't want to go, you know I don't. but my Gran will be worried. So yes I guess I do have to go" I said still looking at him.

Then his lips were on mine, burning. I closed my eyes and let him kiss me. My lips parted our kiss threatened to go deeper. My legs were turning to jelly beneath me. I knew that any minuet they would give out. I didn't want this to stop and the way Nick was holding told me neither did he. He moved his hands from my wais up my back finally resting it on my neck. Then he was pulling me closer to him. Then we came up for breath. My head found the perfect resting place bellow his chin.

I could hear his heart thumping in his chest. It was going the same speed as mine. I never thought I would have this effect on anyone let alone Nick. He always seemed so cold and stand off Ish.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that." was all that he said. He sounded genuinely sorry for my first kiss.

"Why not?" Was all I could ask. I could see the door through the dark as Nick turned away from me.

"I'm not good enough for you. Also your step dad hates me. So we should just forget this ever happened." He said angrily.

I ran then. I had to get away from him. I ran as fast as I could . All I could think was 'how can he expect me to forget that?" I ran home to my room and I lay there crying. Until I fell asleep.