Darcy didn't have nightmares that night. He slept blissfully and ignorantly until 9 in the morning. The sun was slanting at an angle that now hit him directly in the eyes. He moved his head downwards before realizing the existence of another body in the bed. His eyes flashed open until he realized that it was Lizzie. He had one arm wrapped protectively around her middle and she was curled into the gap between his chin and his knees. She was hugging his hand, so he tried to tug it gently out of her grip. She just held tighter, letting him know that she was awake.

'Lizzie!' He said trying again to remove his hand from her grip. She snuggled closer. He found a better position and drank in the smell of her hair. It smelled like some amazing shampoo made of rainbows and sunshine.

They lay like that for a good while longer, until the shapes on Lizzie's wall were etched into his brain. Lizzie had let go of his hand so he tried rolling over onto his back, before realizing that Lizzie had a single bed. He was promptly dumped on the floor.

'Woah!' he said, alerting Lizzie to his whereabouts.

'I guess it is time to get up, I mean it's almost 11!' Lizzie sat up and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.

'I-I should go!' Darcy made to leave. 'I'd hate to think of how your mother would filet me if she found me up here!'

'Oh Hush, she won't care' She pulled him close with both hands and kissed him. 'Come on, breakfast time!' she let go of one hand, using the other one pull him downstairs to the kitchen.

Mr Bennet was sitting there reading his paper.

'Good Morning Mr Bennet!' Darcy said, shocked.

'You're up late William!' He raised an eyebrow, smirking.

'Yes well, um…' He reverted back to 'Old' Darcy and he didn't know what to say.

'I don't care just as long as it's both consensual and you are using protection!' He went back to reading his book.

'No it's not like that at all, we just fell asleep!'

'Sure you did' He raised his paper and that was all that was said.

'What do you want for breakfast?' She slipped her hands into the back of his pants.

'Why don't I make you some thing?'

Lizzie closed her eyes and half an hour later, a pile of something resembling pancakes were placed in front of her. She opened her eyes.

'I've never made pancakes before' He smiled uncomfortably.

'Come on then, I'll show you how' Before he could comment, Lizzie had gotten off her stool and gotten the necessary ingredients for pancakes.

It wasn't much later when they were both munching on a rather large stack of expertly done pancakes.

'So what would you like to do today?'

'Well' Lizzie said, swallowing her mouthful of pancake, ' I have a class in the afternoon, it's rather important that I go…It's one of the last classes before the exam in a week.'

Darcy groaned. 'Can't you miss it? I can teach you everything you need to know about running a business like 'The Lizzie Bennet Diaries''

'Oh how I wish I could' Was her reply. 'But I can't, I have to go to this, if I fail then-' She cut herself off unwilling to talk about money wasted on university.

'Fine' Darcy replied, straightening up. 'I you may go to this class of yours, and tonight, how would you like to come over to the hotel I am staying at? For dinner.' He smiled.

'I'd like that Mr. Darcy, you can, if you wish, wait here. Or, since you have worn that for over 24 hours return to your apartment and change your apparel before picking me up for tonight.' She took his hand as he decided.

'I think that in order for us to retain some sense of normalcy I shall return to the hotel to change my clothes. If you want, I can drop you off at the uni on my way?' Lizzie accepted.

It was time to leave before long and Darcy dropped Lizzie off at the university, after ensuring that she could get a return trip from a friend.

'Gigi!' He said, walking into the room.

'William! I was wondering where you were. Out last night with Lizzie I assume.'

'It wasn't entirely like that however it would be nice if you could find another place to hang out tonight, perhaps like your own room as Lizzie will be coming over at 6 for Dinner and you need to make yourself obsolete.'

'Oh!' She became excited. 'Are you going to… it doesn't matter. It's none of my business' She made to leave.

'Wait Gigi!' Darcy called after her, sitting on the couch. 'I don't exactly know if I can do this.' He admitted. 'I mean I want to, I really do, but I mean what if she's not ready? What if we fail miserably, what if she isn't as special as I thought and nothing ends up happening and I freak out, or she freaks out. What if I'm not good enough. Gigi? What if she wakes up the next morning and she tells me it's all a joke? What if I don't know I interpreted it all wrong and…' He trailed off.

'William Darcy, I don't think I've ever seen you talk to so much in the space of a minute! Listen. If you're worried, talk to her. Tell her how your feeling, don't tell me, see if she's up to the same place as your are, I mean you have loved her for longer but don't that over her head. You just need to relax and calm down. I'll be two doors up if you need me. Although for the love of god please don't call me to angst naked or something!' With that she stood up and left.

Darcy took the next half an hour picking out the correct clothing to wear. He was so nervous, he had trouble doing up the buttons. He didn't know whether to buy candles or not, or how many, so he bought as much as he could carry and hid them in his room should he need them. He then talked to the kitchen and told them his plans for the evening, to which the kitchen complied. Everything was ready. With nothing much else to do, Darcy hopped into his car and drove to Lizzie's. He came in and walked straight up to her room.

Lizzie was standing in a midnight blue layered lace dress that came above her knees. He hair was styled into a nice bun with a clip, it looked as though Lydia had done it, because she was now fixing her make-up.

'A-Are you ready to go Lizzie?' He asked knocking on the door. Lydia gave her the okay and she stood up.

'Wow!'

'What?'

'I don't think I've seen you look so beautiful before!'

'Well, it seemed a little more formal that usual, so I went a little drastic!' She took the arm offered to her and bid her family farewell before getting in the car and leaving with Darcy.

Yeah I know it's late (kinda) and I'm sorry. Don't worry nothing happens the night before. This night however, you're gonna have to wait for. I'll try not to torture you for too long. I didn't originally plan for this to happen quite yet, but I'm sure I'll be able to incorporate the original plan in there some how. Please review. Perhaps I should give you topics or questions to answer yes?

Do you think it's too soon?

Is it a little out of character for Darcy (Or Lizzie really) to be thinking about this after like a month? I don't know I 've not really been in a relationship proper before…

How realistic is their relationship? I mean, I'm hoping to somehow write some arguing in because I'm sure they would but I think they are still in the 'in love stage' What do you think?

As always:

What did you think of the chapter? Was it good writing? Bad writing? God plot bad writing? Etc etc did it move too quickly? Are these chapters too short? In their words? IN their time frame?

How could I improve? Should I make the chapter longer words wise? Time frame wise? Should I just go with whatever suits? Should I give the characters more depth? Less depth? More speaking? Less Speaking. I'd love to hear from all of you thanks!