Ok everyone, this is the last update until I get back from Florida. I'll only be gone a week and I promise to update as soon as I get back. Thank you everyone for the reviews, they mean so much to me!

Disclaimer: I don't own sky high or any of it's characters.

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I would love to say that our lovely, romantic moment lasted long, but that would be a terrible lie. The second we stepped outside we were confronted with the flashing lights of cameras, and hundreds of questions presented by news reporters. I was at a total loss of words. I think at one point I even forgot my name when it was asked of me. Warren still had his arm around me and he was pulling me through the crowd. I saw my car parked over on the side of the street.

"Why is my car here?" I whispered to him. I didn't want any reporters to know that the car was mine, but I wanted to know what the hell it was doing there. I sure wasn't the one that drove it to my own kidnapping.

"I drive a motorcycle, I didn't think it was a good idea to save you on it, so when I got to your house, I stole your keys."

"Dude, how is it not cool to save me on a motorcycle?"

"If you were unconscious I wouldn't have anywhere to put you."

"Oh, good point." We reached my car, along with all the paparazzi. I didn't think it was the time to argue about who got to drive so I got in the passenger side, when he opened the door for me. The drive back to my house was silent. I kept looking over at him but he wouldn't turn his head. He just kept his eyes on the road. Now, Warren didn't strike me as a safe driver, so I knew he was avoiding eye contact. I decided to break the silence and maybe get him talking a little.

"Thank you for saving me."

"You're welcome." Then we sat in a couple more minutes of silence, until I finally blew up.

"Alright, I understand that you don't like to talk that much but this isn't really fair. when you stop talking to me for two weeks, then save me, and then go back to acting like we just met, I'm going to be a little upset. I just don't understand you Warren. I hate to act all girly, but are you mad at me? Cause last time we were together, it didn't seem like you were upset. Unless you make out with people when you are mad at them. Boy, you were really pissed at me then." He finally turned his head to look at me, but I couldn't read him. He didn't look upset, or even annoyed. We reached my apartment and he parked my car. I waited for him to start talking, but when he just stared at me, I got aggravated.

"Fine. Just forget that you met me, and I'll forget I met you. Don't worry about me telling your secret, because I won't," I said, as I opened my side door and started to get out. I didn't make it far, as I felt his hand grab my arm and pull me back into the car. Warren then pulled me into his lap. He brought his lips to mine, and I wasn't brought back to reality until my back came into contact with the horn.

"Kissing me is not going to make me forget my anger." He sighed and kissed me softly on the lips. Alight, so it was making me forget my anger. God Evy, stay strong, don't let him sway you with just a couple kisses.

"I'm sorry. I was just trying to protect you."

"Protect me? From what?"

"From exactly what is happening right now. This guy is starting trouble because he thought we were together. If we really were together, just think of all the trouble that could happen to you. Villains would use you against me, knowing I would do anything to save you." Man I really hated hearing him say we weren't really together. By now I was trying so hard not to start crying.

"So, you're saying I would be your weakness."

"No you aren't my weakness."

"Then why are you pushing me away?"

"I don't want you getting hurt. I can't be around to protect you all the time."

"But if something did happen to me, I know you would eventually be there to save me. Warren," I said placing a hand against his cheek. "it's not like we are getting married or anything serious like that. You don't even have to be my boyfriend. I just don't want you to act like nothing has happened between us."

"I want to be your boyfriend, I just…" it was me this time kissing him by surprise. I didn't want to hear any reasons against dating me. Just as our kissing started to get good, we were surprised by the flashes of those damn cameras again. I screamed as I saw all these news people outside my car, taking pictures of us. Man these people were perverts! Warren did not look happy as he pulled me out of the car and we started walking to my apartment. As we practically ran, all I could hear were the questions that they kept asking.

"Pyro! Is this your new girlfriend?"

"Will you kiss her for the camera?"

"Why was that guy after her? Did you steal her from him, did he want to steal her from you?"

"Evy, how long have you known Pyro?" Crap, they found out my name. I stopped on that question. I really wanted to know how they found out who I was.

"Keep walking," Warren whispered into my ear. We reached my door and went inside. Warren locked the door so no one could bother us.

I stood in shock as I looked around my home. There was so much damage it wasn't even funny. There was still water everywhere, and the windows were all shattered, leaving glass all over the ground. I felt my eyes fill with tears as I looked around.

"You're friend told me to tell you she was going to her boyfriend's house. I can take you there."

"No, I would rather be here. Staying at Jackie's house will make me feel worse."

"You can't stay here. It's a mess. There is so much water damage. I'm sure the rooms below you have some as well." I smiled a little at that. I couldn't stand the guy that lived below us. He was always telling us we were too loud. Well, ha! I hope you got some water damage buddy!

"I'm not going to his house. The guy bugs me too much."

"You can stay with me then."

"Really?" I asked. He had never told me where he lived, let alone given me his phone number. I couldn't believe he was asking me to stay with him.

"Yeah, if I'm going to be your boyfriend, I figure you have to come over eventually." I smiled at him and then headed for my room to see if there was anything I could bring with me. All my clothes were wet so I found a bag and just stuffed what I wanted into it. I could dry them at his house. I then looked in the living room for my purse. It was sitting on the table. Warren must have put it there after he stole my keys from it. I checked my cell phone but it was dead. I knew I would have to get a new one. The water must have killed it. Speaking of kill, I'm going to kill David. Everything in my home was ruined. If I didn't kill him, he was going to at least pay for all the damages.

"How are we going to get pass the cameras?" I asked once I was ready to go.

"Let's just hope they are gone by now." We opened my door and left. Thankfully, no one was waiting for use outside. Warren still had my keys, and he insisted on driving. He drove us to where he lived, only he didn't park right outside his apartment. If we were followed, he didn't want people to know where his home was. Once we were inside his place, I almost asked if someone had broken in and robed the place. It was a mess! A total guys house.

"Oh my god heat miser. It's a good thing I got here in time to save this place. When was the last time you cleaned?"

"Cleaned? I don't know the meaning of the word."

"That's obvious." I knew what I would be doing with all of my free time. Playing house, and cleaning the place up. Warren's apartment was much smaller than mine, so it wouldn't really take me that long. "Can I use your phone? I want to call Katie and let her know where I am." He handed me his phone and I dialed Jackie's number.

"Hello?"

"Jackie, hi. Can I talk to Katie?'

"Evy babe! Are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

"We were so worried about you. You look hot on TV though."

"God Jackie, can you just shut up and give the phone to Katie. Wait, What?"

"Yeah, it's all over the news how Pyro saved you."

"It is?"

"Yeah, the internet too." I couldn't believe this. Could my life get anymore dramatic?

"Can you just let me talk to Katie?"

"Sure thing luv."

"And don't call me luv." I waited for a couple seconds and then Katie picked up.

"Evy, are you alright?" she asked, sounding all upset.

"I'm fine, really. I'm staying at Warren's."

"Oh are you?" She didn't sound upset anymore. I could only imagine what she was thinking.

"Yes and keep your mind out of the gutter. I'm not you remember?"

"I know, but with a hottie like that, you might as well be. Anyway, I should let you go. You must be so tired from your ordeal. I expect details later missy. Oh, and we aren't going to be open tomorrow. With you all over the news, people wont expect us to be. By the way, call your mother. My phone is dead and so is yours. I'm sure she is freaking out."

"Will do. I'll talk to you sometime tomorrow. Bye."

"Bye." I hung up with Katie and called my mother. After a long conversation of me repeating over and over again that I was fine and I was safe, I got off the phone, ready to go to bed. I was so tired.

"So where is the couch?" I asked Warren. I didn't know what he was doing while I was on the phone, but I found him sitting in a chair near me when I was done.

"Couch?"

"Yeah, I'm tired and want to get some sleep."

"And you want the couch why?"

"So I can sleep on it."

"You are not sleeping on the couch."

"Then where would you like me to sleep?" He didn't answer that, just gave me a smirk. "I'm guessing you're letting me sleep in your bed. You're taking the couch then?"

"Nope, I'm keeping you close by, so I can keep my eye on you. For some reason, wherever you go, trouble follows." He picked me up and tossed me over his shoulder. This time is was in a joking matter, unlike the time at the park.

"Warren! Put me down!" I said laughing. He dumped me on his bed and I looked around his room. Oh my god, did I have a lot of cleaning to do.

"Here," he said handing me a pair of black basketball shorts and white t-shirt. I would have never guessed him to own a pair of basketball shorts but hey, I'm not going to complain. I needed something to put on that wasn't wet. The clothes I had on were still damp themselves.

"Well," I said, when he wasn't moving.

"Well what?"

"Are you going to leave so I can get changed."

"I wasn't planning on it."

"Go!" He laughed and left the room and I changed into his clothes. They were a little big but it felt nice to be out of my wet stuff. I settled into his bed. "Alright, I'm changed. You can come back in." Warren came back into the room and took off what he was wearing. I guess he was sleeping in his boxers tonight. I felt a blush come to my face. Last time we shared a bed we were both wearing a lot of clothing. This time would be a lot different.

"You aren't becoming shy on me again are you?" he asked. Damn, he must have seen my blush.

"Me, shy? Never." Oh yeah, what a lie that is. I'm always shy when it comes to being around him. He climbed into the bed next to me, and we soon got into the same sleeping position we were in when we shared my bed.

"Thanks again for saving me," I said right before I drifted of. I felt him kiss me on the back of my head.

"I'll always save you," I heard him say. That made me smile. Even though David had gotten away, and my home was destroyed, I felt like life couldn't get anymore perfect than it was right now.

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Poor Evy, she should know that perfect doesn't last too long in my stories… ha-ha I love the drama. Anyway, I hope this chapter will do until I come back! Please review!