Standing alone, frowning, mist coming up on all sides and confusion coming from nowhere inside him. He was waiting for somebody, but he couldn't remember whom. I was cold and empty and he heard whispers around him making his shrink, but the mist turned purple and the whisper stopped and in their place was music. He was on a dance floor and warm and it was silent except for the song, which he couldn't remember.

"I forgot something." He heard someone say. The girl in his arms said it. She wasn't there before, but she was now.

He turned his head to look at her. "What?" He was half-cut-off by her lips. Her moist lips pressed against his and confusion and tension gone in just the warmth of this moment. Her eyes closed, happy and desperate as the action had taken flight and they were still at the stage were it could crash down. "Oh." He said, after a second of the chaste kiss.

But his freedom to speak was gone again as her lips were on his and it was obvious she wanted him and was asking did he want this? He replied quickly by running his tongue along her lips which opened at his touch and they were in each other's mouths trying to claim them and pressing closer, drawing closer with lips and tongues. Sexual tension had been building up for God knows how long and hey were both releasing themselves from it. Her arms around his neck, the smiles on both of their lips and they lost themselves in this wonderful instinct which wasn't as weird as first kisses are supposed to be…

Danny shot up in bed, gasping. This was wrong. He was supposed to be over Sam. It was junior year, for crying out loud and she was his best friend. But that kiss… It was amazing. It was thrilling and he could still taste it on his lips. He could still taste her on his lips.

His cell phone rang, bringing reality back into the room.

He grabbed for it, with middle-of-the-night-clumsiness and answered, "Hello?"

A song answered him. The song from the dream. The sound helped him remember the fantasy pressure on his lips. The taste still inside his mouth.

Waveringly, Danny checked the caller I.D.

It was Sam.