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-1 week later-

It had been an unusually cold day at camp, and most of the classes for the day had been dismissed early. And thank goodness for the security that Nate had requested out here, they definitely came in handy with all of the reporters hanging around the woods. They finally pushed most of them out, but I wouldn't be surprised to find some insane 40-year-old reporter, camping out around the grounds, desperately trying to make that promotion he's been working his whole life for. Sighing, I pushed those annoyances of out my mind as I continued laying on my belly on top of my bed, reading a book.

Well, I was trying to read a book. My eyes were somewhat distracted by the gorgeous boy who was currently stoking the fire.

I smiled, biting my lip as I lowered my head deeper into the book, just enough so that my eyes could peek over the edge. I had to bite back a sigh as I watched the fire's radiant glow bounce off of his smooth skin. He was perfect.

I must have gotten too lost in my thoughts because before I knew it, the book slipped out of my fingers and bounced off the bed and onto the floor. My eyes widened, as I leaned over the edge to retrieve it. As I brought it back up, I heard Nate chuckle.

"You should've paid more attention to your book instead of checking out my ass." He smiled, throwing another log onto the heap of red cinders, making sparks crackle and pop everywhere. I blushed, and was immediately grateful that the room was mostly dark, and the fire would give me a good excuse.

He clapped his hands together, letting the dirt fall off and onto the rug before he sauntered over to me, standing right above my head. I rolled over onto my back so I could look up at him with out the stress of bending my neck all the way back.

"You didn't deny it." He grinned, touching my nose teasingly with his finger. I laughed.

"I couldn't if I tried. It's not my fault my boyfriend has such a great butt!" I smiled, swatting his hand playfully. He smiled down at me. As he started to rub little circles on my arms as I gazed up at him, I finally realized are positions. Letting out a laugh, I intertwined my hand with his.

"You know, we could totally have a Mary-Jane-Spiderman moment right now." I smiled, tracing random patterns on his hand with my thumb. He chuckled but instead of leaning down, he sat down on the bed, continuing to lean over me.

"Nah, that's Spiderman's thing. I mean…I know I have an incredibly ripped bod like he does, and I know you just want to eat it all up…" He grinned cheekily as I rolled my eyes, swatting him, "but…that's their thing. We can make our own thing though…" He trailed off, hovering over me as his body heat radiated from him, making tingles erupt everywhere our skin touched. I grinned, staring into his chocolate brown eyes.

"Really? And do you have any ideas?" Reaching up, I played with the little curl that always seemed to know the perfect place to land, making Nate look utterly irresistible. He smiled down on me.

"I have a few…" Leaning down, his lips connected with mine, and all I could feel was pure bliss. Locking my arms above my head, his warm lips traveled down my neck, leaving a trail of fire on my skin. Little stars danced around in my mind as his all too amazing hands found their way under my shirt. I arched onto his hand, never wanting him to take this warmth away from me. I needed it. I needed him. Kissing him as hard as I could, I pulled away for a bit, grinning as I took in his disheveled appearance.

"Well, that's a start." I laughed, kissing him lightly again before pushing him off me and rolling over, him now underneath of me. I chuckled.

"Oh really? And do you have anything better my dear?" He asked, playing with my hands. Letting out a sarcastic laugh, I leant down.

"You have no idea." I said, before crashing my lips into his.

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-A couple hours later-

"I love you, Nate." I whispered, arching my neck to look up at him. He smiled lightly, continuing to let me trace random patterns on his hand.

"I love you too baby." His voice was deep, probably from being in the same position for so long. As he kissed the top of my head, I nodded slightly, staring off into space.

Just a few hours before, I had almost let my emotions take me too far. Again. It seemed like every time I tried to show a guy how much I loved him, something went wrong. This time, Nate stopped us. He said he didn't want to go this fast, and he didn't want to pressure me into anything. How can you say "pressure" when I'm the one yanking your clothes off!

I just don't understand it. Why wouldn't he let me show him how much I love him? How much I want to be with him? Everything I've ever wanted in a relationship is with Nate. Why couldn't he let me show him that? Is it because he doesn't love me as much as he says he does? Or is it because what we "have"…just isn't real?

So that brings us to now. As I laid in Nate's arms, our bodies as close as possible, and his arm tightly around me.

"Baby, is something bothering you?" I blinked, snapping myself back to reality. As I let my mind process the question, I didn't quite know how to answer it. I was just happy he asked. This is what I need in a relationship. Communication. Shane liked to assume what people were feeling, and judge by what we thought. How retarded.

I sighed, letting my mind race through how many things I wanted to say.

"Nate, are you really here with me?" I finally settled on a question, mentally slapping myself for how dumb that just sounded. Out of all the questions in the English language, I settle on this one. Figures.

I felt his chest move a little as he pulled away a bit to look at me.

"Yeah, Mitch, of course I'm here with you." He said, looking confused as ever as his reply came out sounding more like a question then an answer. I smiled lightly, pulling away some so that I could look up at him.

"And you'll never leave me?" My eyes pleaded with his to say what I needed to hear. His face fell into confusion, and my heart skipped a beat, not wanting him to deny me what I needed.

"Mitchie…baby, never. I'll never leave you. I'll always be here for you." He said softly, cupping my cheek with his hand. I smiled, nodding.

"What's wrong? What's with the questions babe?" He asked, stroking my cheek with his thumb. I shook my head, diverting my eyes for a second before I finally looked into his.

"I just…I mean…is this really real?" Mentally slapping myself again, I shook my head.

"Okay, that was stupid. I mean…what we have. What we – well I – feel…is it real? Because I hope to god that it is. I've never felt so…alive before. I mean, is this what love really is? It's just…you irritate me to no end sometimes like when you flick your ear when you mess up on a chord, or how you have to always roll your shoulders all around when you put a coat on, or how you face goes all…weird when I can't hit a note. Argh! It irritates the shit out of me. But you know what? I don't care! I don't! When Shane did something to make me mad, that's all I could think about. But you do something; I can't get mad at you. I mean I do but…it's different. It's like you irritate me so much I just want to push you away, and then when I think about that, I have to go kiss you because I feel so guilty for feeling like that, you know? It's just…oh my gosh, I sound insane. I just…I just want to know if it's real." By the end of my speech, I was up on my knees, breathing heavily, and kicking myself inside for how retarded I must have just sounded.

As I was about to tell him to just forget that all and try to erase it out of his memory, he was up on his knees, pulling me into him. Before I knew it, his lips were on mine as he was kissing me with an intensity I'd never felt before. So many emotions and questions coursed through my body, but one was very clear. What the hell?

Before I could push him away to ask him what was going on, he pulled away himself. Cupping my face, I held onto his arms, both of us breathing heavily.

"Mitch…baby this is real. God it's real. I feel it too. Everything you said. It's real. It is." He panted, kissing me again as we both pulled away, grinning like fools.

"Well that's a relief." I said, causing him to go into a fit of laughter. I laughed along to, kissing him again. But as we were in the middle of our "moment", I looked around my cabin, a light bulb going on in my mind.

"Nate, oh my god, where's Cate?" I struggled to get up, looking around the room. Of course she isn't here you fruitcake. Well then where the hell is she?

"Mitch, hunny, she's with Jason." He said, pulling my body to his so I'd stop going around in circles, looking in places I knew she wouldn't be. I stopped abruptly, looking up at him.

"Jason?" He nodded. I hit him hard, pushing away from him.

"Why the hell did you let her go with Jason?! The only reason World War III hasn't broken out between them is because Jason hates guns and Cate is afraid of his birds! Why are they together?! We have to go find them." I yelled, turning around to scramble over to my shoes, pulling them on. But before I made it to the door, Nate arms were pulling me back.

"Hey, you get off me mister! If I find two dead friends, it'll be because of you!" I struggled against his hold, but I knew it was no use, his grip only got tighter. Sighing, I blew a piece of bang out of my eye and slouched, knowing I was defeated.

Soon hearing Nate's infamous chuckle, I spun around and glared at him, only making him laugh harder.

"You're so cute when you're mad." I slapped his arm again.

"Nate! This is no time for joking! Now come on, we need to go." I tried to pull his hand to lead him, but the only accomplishment I made was flying backwards onto him again. I sighed.

"Nah, we don't need to. They'll be just fine." He was still holding back more laughs, I could tell. Sighing, I turned to face him again, hands on my hips.

"And why is that?" I huffed. He grinned…mischievously might I add.

"Because when I went to Jason's cabin to see if he wanted to come with me, Cate was in there with him." His excitement was almost bursting out of him. I eyed him suspiciously.

"So?"

"So…I left." I sighed, glaring again as I reached up to slap his arm, but his hand caught mine.

"Because they were kissing."

My jaw dropped.

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