Okay, its short again, but thats because i started working on the weekends... so i have like no time to write anymore. But, yeah, her you go...

And i need a consensus... Bump to M or stay at T... cause if you read the last line, you'll see where I can take it!

And Nightmare has been sent to my very busy Beta. But soon I promise!

Okay, I'm done.

Australian Summer

Chapter 5:

As Says Sean Part II

"...You meant everyword you said. ..."

Something about our arguement wouldn't sit right with me. For three nights, I laid awake, unable to sleep. The first two nights I couldn't figure out was wrong, and chalked it up to being homesick. I'd been here for almost two weeks and hadn't left the house once, so it was understandable. But after Day 3 of Finn's Ice Age, I couldn't take it anymore. True, I was just as angry and hurt, but I had said harsher things. That, and I didn't like pretending everything was alright between us.

It had been getting progressively colder. And not just because of Finn. I knew that while we were in Summer, Austraila was in Winter. I imagined that I was experiencing their Autumn at the moment. It was just barely reaching 85 back home, and around 63 Down Under. Over the last two weeks, I made my way from the shorts I'd arrived in, to capris. With in the next week or two, I'd work my way all the way to pants.

When packing, I thought it was strange for me to be bringing winter and fall clothes to Australia. However, I was grateful when it really got cold. At this moment, I was, stupidly, in a pair of rather short girl boxers and a cami. Not the wisest idea when heading to a male's room in the middle of a rather cold night.

By the time I reached Finn's door, I knew my nipples were poking through my shirt. I knocked softly at first, not wanting to wake up Colin, who was currently sleeping in Finn's cousin's room. After a moment, I knocked louder. Finally after a few constist knocks, Finn swung the door open, looking like a mad man. He actually looked kind of cute at the moment though. His curls were everywhere on his head and his face looked adorable with pure confusion.

"What is it, Love? Is Ari alright?" His voice sounded paniced.

"Yeah, Aryn's alright."

"Then why are you breaking down my door at," He craned his neck behind him to see the blaring numbers, "1:53 in the morning?"

"I can't sleep."

"And you thought I should share in that unfortuante fate?" He muttered.

"It's your fault I can't sleep!" I half yelled.

"Shh!" He pulled me into his room. "Are you trying to wake up the whole damn wing, too?" He scolded.

In the proper lighting, he was able to see me fully. I felt his eyes take in my scantilly clad appearence, and my rock hard breasts, that incedentally, I was pushing up with my crossed arms.

However, where his eyes lingered the longest, was my face.

He could see the anguish on my face. The subtle pain in my eyes. He admited that a comment about a booty call had been on the tip of his tongue before he reached my face.

"Why is it my fault, kitten?" He asked softly, stepping closer to me.

"Because! You said those things, and made me feel, like a child... like I'm not about to turn 18, that I haven't done things that a 'Mary' wouldn't do. You made me feel like that stupid 16 year old girl who feel in love with the stupid asshole 17 year old boy who broke my heart because all he wanted was sex! And the way you said those things about feeling like Logan... you placed me and Aryn in the same catagory... Not that I mind, but you were insinuating things about me that you probably are too ashamed to admit that's how you felt about your sister. About Logan. About all of it!" I was rambling and ranting, but Finn seemed to be listening as my arms flailed around me. I stopped my consistant pacing to look at him. "But I said things I shouldn't have. I didn't mean to."

"Love, People say what the truely mean when they are angry and not thinking. There is no sugar coating, no over thinking, just pure truth. You meant everyword you said, as did I. The beauty of anger... is it brings about the truth." I stood a little shocked that those words came out of Finn's mouth. He truely did surprise me sometimes.

Finn shifted his weight, suddenly, bringing me out of my trance. Rubbing the back of his neck, he looked everywhere but me. "You look cold." I could see him trying not to peek at me. I narrowed my eyes at him.

A smart remark was ready to come out of my mouth, until I got a really wicked idea. I snuck a glance at his disheveled bed, mussed from sleep. I smirked before running over to his nice, warm and comfy bed. "Then I'll just warm up in your bed!" I laughed.

"No!" Finn cried horrified. "It'll lose all of it's warmth for me!" He jumped in the bed with me. We were wrestling with his blankets a bit before we both began to burst out laughing.

Out of nowhere, it seemed, we were in a cheesy romance story. Where they suddenly find themselves with their faces entirely too close for human nature. Where that slow romantic magnet pulls you closer together. But we resisted. And it took quiet a bit.

Thankfully, I yawned, breaking the spell. "Well," I said, beginning to get up, "it's late, I should be getting back to bed. I can sleep now. 'Cause we're good, now, right?" I paused. He nodded. "Friends?" I added meekly. He nodded. I continued to get up when he pulled me back down.

"Stay here." He said strongly. "I mean, it is late, and it's cold out there. We wouldn't want you passing out in the hallway, now would we, love?" He said with a bit less confidence. I smiled softly and nodded.

"Okay." I snuggled into the pillow next to him. He laid as well. He draped an arm over my hip, pulling me closer.

"Keep you warm, love. S'all." I just smiled a bit. I wondered if he could feel my heart racing out of my chest. I closed my eyes, relishing the feeling of laying with him like such.

It was the first of many nights I spent in Finn's bed.

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Somehow in the night, we'd shifted a bit. I woke up feeling my bed and pillow to be hard. Opening my eyes I realized my head was on Finn's shoulder, but my back was half on him as well. Quiet awkward of a way to sleep. When I registered the rest of our postion, I noticed Finn's arms were locked around my waist, holding me to him. I smiled.

I titled my head just enough to breathe my warm breath on the corner of his mouth. "Finn." I whispered. He mumbled something. "Finn." I said a little louder. This time, he shocked me. He pressed his lips to mine.

Before I could trouely process what was happening, one hand had moved to my face, and our kiss had deeped. The kiss lasted much longer than it should have. A light knocking broke us apart.

As if on autopilot, Finn instructed me to pretend to be sleeping. I did as I was told, as the knocking continued. The door peaked open a bit, and I heard my grandmother's voice. "Finn?"

Finn sounded disorientated. He leaned up on his elbows, effictively shifting me. "Mmm... why's my bed moving?" I mumbled.

"Oh, thank heavens." Grandma's voice disappeared for a moment before it sounded muffled, "Amelia I found her!"

"Grandma? What's going on?"

"We were going to surprise you girls by taking you shopping, and I went to wake you up, you weren't in your room. Why aren't you in your room?" She narrowed her eyes at Finn. Thankfully, Grams appeared at the door while I sat up.

"I couldn't sleep. I was homesick, and Finn was cheering me up. I gues I fell asleep on him... sorry, Finn."

"S'all right, Love. It's not like you're heavy or anything." I smiled.

"Why thank you, Finn." I yawned.

"Oh, you look tired. Why don't you two go back to sleep!" Grams said quickly, before pulling Grandma out of the room.

Finn and I exchanged glances as we heard both Grandma and Grams squeal at bit before they most likely recomposed themselves.

"I'm afraid to ask..." I said, looking at the door wearily.

"Then, let's not. Let's go back to sleep!" Finn pulled me back on top of him.

"Finn!" I squealed, but snuggled into him anyway. We laid there a few minutes, listening to each other's heartbeats and breathing. Finally, I had to ask. "Finn? What was that?"

"What was what?" He asked groggily.

"When we woke up... that kiss..."

"That was more than a kiss, love." He laughed. I felt verberate through my whole body. "And that was natural instintc. Nothing more. I promise."

"Right, 'cause we're friends." I said almost sadly.

"Right." He replied, sounding similairly.

Silence engulfed us for a while before Finn finally spoke again. "Are you really home sick, love?"

"A bit. I mean. I think I've left the grounds once since I've been here."

"Well then. We are going to go back to sleep, and then we are going to spend the day at the beach." As an after thought, he added, "Maybe part of the night, too."

"O...kay?" I questioned laughing slightly.

"Come on, kitten. Come sleep with Finny again." I giggled as I snuggled into him again. I fell asleep as I whispered, "Dirty."

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Remember, stat at T or move to M???

xxBree