A/N: Hello again everyone. Well, I got the idea for this one-shot when I went bowling. A couple came to be in the lane next to ours. The woman, had brown hair and the guy was Hispanic and had jet black hair. It kind of reminded me of Suze and Jesse. Especially whenever the lady got a strike, the guy would pull her into his arms and kiss her hair and all that. I wasn't intending on watching them, but they were my inspiration.

Disclaimer: Meg Cabot created characters portrayed in this story, not me.

"So, this is supposed to be some…21st century sport?" Jesse asked me as he found a 15 lb bowling ball and held it, feeling the weight. We were at the bowling alley and I was teaching Jesse how to play. He was wearing regular clothes: sagging denim jeans and a t-shirt I picked out for him that had the title of one of My Chemical Romance's best songs, Ghost of You. And he still looked as hot as ever.

"Exactly," I said. I was at the little computer thing putting in our names. I was genuinely excited. After the dance last week, I had planned to take Jesse everywhere, teaching him stuff about our time. Like, yesterday, we went to the park and I tried to help Jesse with some idioms. He was catching on.

"What do I do now?" he asked, looking down the lane, looking very confused. I finished typing in my name and pressed BOWL. I walked over to Jesse, who was standing next to the ball dispenser.

I softly took hold of his hand and said, "Okay, now, swing your arm back. When you bring your arm back down, let the ball roll down the lane—this thing. Try to make it hit as many pins as possible." I brought his hand back and swung it forward. I could feel his body heat radiating from his hands. We were standing so close together.

When we let go of the ball, it immediately drove itself into the gutter. I laughed and Jesse looked at me with an unreadable expression on his face, which made me laugh even harder.

"That wasn't the best shot in the world," I muttered. I pulled my chestnut hair into a ponytail. I hate ponytails, but I couldn't let my hair fly all over the place! I grabbed an 8 lb ball and walked up. Jesse sat back and watched me. I could feel him watching me. I pulled my arm back then let the ball go, it rolled down the lane and hit two pins. Jesse clapped loudly and slowly.

I bowed, just to be funny and picked up another ball. When I let it go, it ran into the gutter. I glared at it and went back to Jesse, who was chuckling to himself.

"What?" I grumbled.

"You should have seen your face," Jesse pointed out. Did I mention that me being a grump made him laugh more? That so wasn't funny.

"I looked fine," I insisted. I brushed away my windswept bangs and pouted. So un-me like.

He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to him. "You always look fine. Better than fine. You always look stunning." I blushed fatally red. He kissed my forehead and let me go. He went up and grabbed a ball.

When the ball rolled down the lane, it went so straight that it amazed me. It went straight…down…the middle. It hit the pins. Jesse got a strike. On his first individual try.

I shrieked happily, ran over to him, and gave him a huge bear hug. "That was so amazing!"

"You are amazing," Jesse whispered softly, as his arms wound their way around me. He looked deeply into my eyes. Jesse leaned forward and kissed me softly. It was a perfect kiss. The most perfect kiss in the world.

When we let go, we saw the other people gawking at us. I giggled softly and laid my head on Jesse's chest.

"Te amo," he whispered softly into my ear and I instantly blushed, sighed, then kissed him again.

Bowling is so much fun.