Nathan lay on his bed as he listened to his parents argue. He had just reached his room and changed into his boxers when the yelling began. It wasn't loud, he could barely make out what they were saying nor did he care. It was to a point for him where it was only a matter of time his mom would rush into his room and they'd leave Dan forever. He counted the minutes, more so since Dan pulled off his evil stunt during dinner tonight. Nathan was so angered by Dan's behaviour as he humiliated him and Jill at the table. He didn't like the way Dan talked to Jill and every time he would say something far fetched he wanted to jump over and strangle him. To make matters worse her parents were over as well. They had to sit and endure Dan's banter and now they're probably never allowing Jill to see him again. Nathan sighed and closed his eyes. The yelling had stopped and silence consumed the house, it made him shiver a little. Aside from hearing Dan, silence was something he had grown to hate especially when alone.

"Hey Nathan."

He jumped at the sound of someone's voice. However sort of relieved because it sounded familiar. He turned around to find her come in through his window.

"Jill?"

"Yeah a little help here?" She was struggling to make it through his window. She was wearing a skirt and even though it was pitch dark outside she still didn't feel like mooning any possible on lookers.

Nathan got up and helped her in. Shutting the windows behind her. He was only in his boxers and the cold breeze was probably around ten degrees.

"What are you doing here?"

"My parents haven't stopped yelling since we got home."

"About you and me spending a lot of time together?"

"Yeah they feel we're too young to be running around playing house."

"But we're not," he was rubbing his arms trying to get rid of the chill bumps.

"I know and I was trying to tell them that but they're so upset they won't hear what I have to say."

Nathan was beginning to get angry.

"This is all because of Dan."

"Yeah it is," she paused for a bit, "is it okay if I stay here tonight? I don't feel like being at home right now and plus it's only a matter of time till they go searching for me and I'm pretty sure this will be their first place to check. So I'll save them the trouble and let them guess right."

"Yeah of course, do you want a shirt or sweater to sleep in. I doubt you'll want to sleep in your skirt."

She nodded and smiled.

"Thanks, you're so considerate."

"I do my best," he smirked.

Nathan went into his closet and pulled out a clean jogging sweater for Jill to wear. He watched as she changed into it. He wasn't a pervert or anything even though he wouldn't mind seeing a little skin from her. He is a guy, it's human, but he loved watching her because every time she would change into something she had these little tricks in doing so. It was as if she was a tease without knowing. He stared at her in his sweater. As always it was too large for her. God how he loved it!

Jill placed her clothes on his chair and went over to where Nathan was standing.

"I never can quite understand why you guys wear such huge sizes for your body. This is probably 2 sizes too big am I right?"

"We don't like things too tight like you girls."

"Sometimes I don't like wearing tight things."

"You're right," he remembered her favourite baggy jeans, "when you're lazy you'll wear whatever you can find that's loose."

She pointed at him and smiled.

"Exactly," she paused for a bit as she looked to the ground. her face expression changed, "Nathan?"

He noticed her sullen voice. It was way different than her bubbly one just a minute ago. He knew when she was being sullen, she had something on her mind.

"Yeah?"

"Do you think you're dad's right?"

"My dad's never right."

"No I know but part of what he said was actually true."

"Like what?"

"Like us being more than friends," she looked up at him, "umm I like you Nathan."

He couldn't help but look at her. He was shocked, and happy all at the same time.

"I have. Ever since I met you the day at the River Court. I was just a little too scared."

Nathan still looked at her in silence.

"Okay? I see you're at a loss for words. Did I just ruin our friendship right there cause you don't feel the same way. God I'm such a dummy. Okay umm forget I said anything, we're just friends."

"No don't forget what you just said."

Now it was Jill's turn to stay silent.

"I like you too. Since that night I looked up from the River Court pavement and saw you cursing like a crazed bitch."

Jill looked at him with glassy eyes. She bit her lip. It was her habit when she was nervous.

"What are we going to do?"

"I don't know."

The shocking revelation created a silence between the two. They were both happy yet they were so lost. Happy that they finally told each other but lost as to how things would change now that they weren't just friends.

They were leaning on Nathan's desk side by side. Nathan was fiddling with his fingers and Jill was biting her lip. They didn't say anything to one another for a bit. It just seemed like the right to time to reflect, and reflect is what they did.

Finally some effort. Jill moved closer to Nathan.

"Nathan?"

"Mmm yeah?"

She got up off the desk and stood in front of him. He kept quiet with his eyes fixed on her. He felt like a 4 year old which was so ironic because he's had enough girlfriends and experiences that should have prepared him for something like this. It was just too weird of him to be the silent one.

Jill looked at Nathan. Their eyes both on each other. He was sitting on the edge of his desk. With him in that position Jill was a little bit taller than him, no more than half a centimetre. Says a lot for a six foot one Nathan. He seemed so meek she thought, a little shy and confused. Man did he look hot sitting there in his boxers, she smiled inside. He wasn't wearing a shirt so his six pack was out there in the open. She always thought he had a really hot body. She bit the side of her lip as she stood there, a little nervous. She felt so wobbly unsure of what she should do. Next thing she knew without any thought she leaned in placing her hands on his face and kissed him.

Nathan was taken back by her sudden action but made no effort to stop it, why would he? So he did what he always wanted to do, he kissed back and pulled her closer to him as he held on to her hips. The kiss started off sweet and slow, almost innocent like. Then Nathan got up still holding on to Jill as he moved them over to his bed where she got on top of him. The kiss escalated into a more passionate one as their tongues explored one another's mouths. She put her arms around his neck letting her fingers trace the back of it. Nathan's hands were on her thighs, he moved them up slowly working his way to remove the sweater. Jill noticed this and stopped him, she just wasn't ready for that, not yet.

"Sorry," he felt bad.

"No it's okay. I'm just not ready yet."

Nathan nodded his head and slowly started to kiss her again. .

After, they stayed in the same position as they rested their foreheads on one another.

"I've waited a long time for this, I've had dreams about this."

"Aww Nathan you dream about me?"

"Well yeah," he gave her the elevator look.

She laughed and hit him.

"Eww that's so guy like of you."

He laughed.

"Well I am a guy."

Jill rolled her eyes and laughed.

"True," she placed both her hands on the side of his face and kissed his forehead, "too bad I'm just you're dream girl."

Nathan looked at her weird.

"What?"

She looked at him with no expression.

"Wake up Nathan."

He was lost, why was she saying that?

"What are you talking about?"

"You're phone's ringing, I thought I'd tell you just in case you were expecting a call."

Nathan sat up perplexed. He rubbed his eyes to find his mom standing by the side of his bed.

"Mom?"

"Sorry to wake you sweetie, but I heard your phone go off and thought I should wake you."

"Oh umm okay."

"Are you okay?"

"Huh? Yeah I just had a weird dream that's all."

"Was it a good or bad dream?"

"Umm good," he shifted in his bed.

"Okay I'll let you continue on with it," she leaned in to kiss his forehead, "goodnight sweetie."

Nathan smiled at her.

"Goodnight mom."

He watched her leave the room. Once she closed the door behind her he let out a huge sigh. Falling back on his bed he ran his fingers through his hair. Finally he realized his dream, and that it was, only a dream. He groaned in frustration. How he hated his imagination for playing tricks on him.