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Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters

Summery: Elle Bishop. Basically, all centered around her or people in love with her or friends with her. all one shots, all different people or situations.

A/N Request a couple if you want and i shall do my very best. i'm trying my best here to think of couples but since no one has really suggested anything, its a little hard. By the wya, this has a little kissy kissy in it, lol.

"So, what, you're here for Claire? Don't cha know she's off at Cheerleader weekend meet? Elle questioned, looking intently at West who was shuffling uncomfortably on the carpet in front of her, hair covering his eyes as he looked down at his feet. She was slightly confused as the meet lasted for two more days.

Elle had recently been staying with the Bennets. Noah had developed a guilt complex when it came to her, after all the years of senseless torture he'd let her go through. It almost made her laugh the way he looked at her. Like she was going to keel over the second he took his eyes off of her.

She certainly didn't plan on it anytime soon, life had recently turned sweet, running in a west-ward directing.

Ha! Elle grinned,

I made a funny joke!...now if only I could have said it out loud to someone who wouldn't either disown or punch me...

"Well...no," West coughed, "I mean, i do know but I actually came to check on you, Noah made me promise," West shrugged, looking awkward just standing there. Shaking her head, Elle reached forward for West's hand, delighting in the shiver of pleasure that ran over his face as electricity sparked his skin.

Elle then proceeded to pull him over to the settee, making sure she sat close enough to feel the heat radiating from his body. Happy with the fact that it meant he could also feel hers.

Having come that far, Elle wasn't sure she knew what to do. Wasn't it usually the boy who made the first move? That was what happened in the movies, right? Elle chewed on her lip, worrying that she was doing something wrong.

"You know that Claire and i have split up, right?" West suddenly sprung on her.

Duh, she wouldn't have sat him down next to her unless she had already received the go ahead from Claire.

"Uh, huh!" Elle beamed, bouncing a little where she sat.

"Oh. Good, 'cos if not, i really wouldn't have had the courage to do this..." West breathed out.

"Do what, sit next to me?"

"No, this-" And with that West swivelled around to face her and laid his lips across hers.

Elle gasped, automatically bring her arms around his neck as the kiss progressed to tongue, feeling not only electric sparks but other ones too. Weird little tingly feelings running across every inch of her skin.

"West..." She whispered as he pulled their lips apart so that they could breathe.

Yeah, oxygen can wait

, Elle thought, lifting her mouth once more to his, more confident. Kissing West wasn't like kissing Peter, Peter's lips were softer but West's showed more affection, like he wasn't holding back whereas Peter had been.

West wasn't as experienced but that counted towards his charm.

West was hers, she was sure he was. Peter hadn't been hers for even a minute.

West was right, kissing, feeling and breathing together, Elle knew, with all the soul, with all the heart that West was worth leaving the company and her dead dad.