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I quickly pushed Andrew off me, causing him to fall to the carpeted floor with a thump. "Nothing. Andrew was…getting something out of my eye." I lied, blinking for emphasis.

"Is that why he's crumpled on the floor now?" Buffy asked, walking over to the geek and lifting him to his feet. "Were you trying to rape my sister?"

"No!" Andrew and I both yelled.

"Andrew would never do that." I said quietly, sitting up on my bed.

"That's what I thought too…" She responded, referring to an incident with Spike a few years back.

I nodded slowly. "But this is Andrew…he doesn't have the balls…" I pointed out, hoping that Andrew wouldn't get too offended.

"Hey!" He exclaimed, frowning at me.

Buffy ignored him. "True." She glared at Andrew and then looked over at me. "The Immortal says hi."

I made a face when she had her back turned to me. I hate the Immortal. With a passion of 10,000 fiery hot suns.

I felt the bed shift under a new weight and looked over, seeing Andrew sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Sorry Dawn." He apologized, hanging his head slightly.

"It's…not your fault." I said quickly, hoping he would drop the subject. I almost kissed Andrew. WE ALMOST KISSED! The thought echoed in my brain. What did this mean? Do I like him?

Oh my goddess. I like Andrew. And not like as in the friendly like. Like as in I want to date him like.

I stood up quickly, making Andrew look up at me.

"Dawnie?"

"I…have to go. Um, I told my friend I'd help her with her…homework. I just remembered. Tell Buffy where I went?" I scurried out of my room, not bothering to change out of my clothes.

I had to get out of there.

When the cool Italian breeze hit my face, I sighed with pleasure. It felt so nice against my hot, prickling skin. I brought my hands up to my cheeks and winced at the heat I felt. I must be blushing like a schoolgirl.

I took down my hair from its confining ponytail. It fell down over my shoulders and I shook it out gently.

I shivered and looked down at my clothes. Great. All I'm wearing is a tank top and shorts. I'm going to freeze.

"Dawn? What are you doing out here?" A recognizable voice said behind me.

I inwardly groaned and turned around to face the Immortal. "Just taking a walk. Needed to clear my mind." At least that wasn't a lie.

"Oh? About what?"

Now, is he truly concerned? Or just trying to win some points? "Life."

"Want to talk about it?"

"Not really." Man, could he just leave me alone? I'm out here to be alone, not to be badgered.

"You must be freezing. Why don't we walk to my apartment and I'll loan you a sweatshirt or something?"

I thought about his offer for a minute. I really am cold, I could use the sweatshirt. I won't stay long. Just grab the sweatshirt, thank him, and go.

"Sure." I replied with a small smile.

Boy if that wasn't the biggest mistake of my life.

Warning, some touchy issues are coming up. Lots of angst.