Hey everyone!

Sorry about the slow update. I try to update all my stories at the same time, and I'm writing 4 at the same time, so yeah. Anyway, I was planning to do this on the 4th of July, but I knew that I wouldn't have time.

On with the story! What's Corrie's answer? What will happen? Will Danny find out? Let's find out...

CHAPTER ELEVEN
Complications

(Corrie's POV)
I peeked out behind Trevor to see what Danny was doing. He was still talking up a storm with Maddie and his football buddies, so I guess he forgot all about me. Besides, I didn't even want to be with Danny tonight. I wanted to be with Trevor.

"Corrie, what do ya say? Can I have this dance?" Trevor asked, pulling me back to reality.

"Of course."

Gently, he took my hand and took me out to the dance floor. As couples twirled around us, I couldn't help but feel a little displaced.

"Corrie, are you okay?" Trevor said, the concern clearly noted in his voice.

"Yeah...I just feel a little...misplaced."

Suddenly, the blaring dance music stopped and a ballad came on. One by one, like dominoes falling on top of each other, couples interlocked arms while others stepped off to the sidelines. Trevor had taken a step closer and placed his arm on my waist. He gingerly took my one hand in his and motioned me to place my other on his shoulder.

"I'm warning you know Trevor, I'm don't know how to dance...like this," I stated nervously, not making eye contact with him.

"Don't worry. I don't either," he answered, quietly chuckling to himself, "So you better make sure that I don't step on your feet."

Quietly, against his voice, I could hear my favorite song playing, "Say Ok" by Vanessa Hudgens.

"I think you'd better watch whether I step on my feet," I stated, "You dance better than I do."

"Corrie, what are you talking about?" Trevor said, his grip on my waist loosening a bit.

"I'm saying that you are a better dancer than I am!"

Just then, we bumped into Danny, who had his back turned. I made a dash behind Trevor as Danny turned around.

"You haven't seen Corrie around have you?"

"No, haven't seen her since we stepped out of the car and walked in."

"Well, if you do, tell her that I'm looking for her. And that we're leaving."

"Why?"

"To do something at my house...if you know what I mean."

I immediately caught on to what he meant. And no! I wouldn't even think of doing it with him. I don't even know why I started going out with him in the first place. Unknowingly, I made a quiet choking noise that was loud for Danny to hear.

"What was that?"

"What was what?"

"That noise...it sounded like it came from behind you. Is someone behind you?"

"No."

And at the worst possible time, I had to sneeze. Why? Why? Fighting the urge to sneeze, I continued listening to the rest of their conversation, but with every second, it became harder and harder.

"Are you sure that you haven't seen Corrie at all tonight?"

"I said I didn't."

Then the worst happened...I sneezed. "Ah-choo!"

"Bless you..." Danny obviously said, "Wait..." he pushed Trevor aside, "There you are Corrie, I've been looking for you all night. Come on, we're leaving."

"Where are we going?" I asked, even though I already knew.

"You'll see..." he answered mischievously, "It's a surprise." He grabbed my wrist and started pulling me along.

"Actually, can I go say good-bye to Mary-Margaret first?"

"Okay," he let go, "Just be quick."

Pushing through the crowd, I ran over to Mary-Margaret and Corbin. "Help me!"

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" Mary-Margaret asked.

"I'm fine, but I need to get away from...you-know-who."

"Who?" she asked blankly.

"You know..." I turned my head in the direction Danny was last standing. Mary-Margaret looked and finally understood.

"How about I go distract him and you get lost in the crowd? Meet up with Trevor," she suggested.

"That wouldn't work. Trevor is probably the first person he'll look for."

"Can you get home?"

"No, I came here with Trevor and Maddie and Danny."

"Let me go distract him for you. You and Mary-Margaret could head home," Corbin said.

"No, it would leave you stuck here and I would be interrupting your date," I stated, "Plus knowing Danny, he'll probably come over to my house, asking where I went."

"Then come with me."

Turning around, it was Trevor who suggested it. His keys were jingling as he held them up.

Mary-Margaret simply shrugged. "Works for me," she turned to Corbin, "Let's go find Danny."

Watching them go off, Mary-Margaret turned around and motioned us to go.

"Come on. Let's get out of here," Trevor said.

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As Trevor drove me home, the awkward silence consumed the car. Trevor turned on the radio and "Lady in Red" by Chris DeBurgh came on.

"This is a really good oldie" Trevor said, singing along, "Lady in red, is dancing with me..."

I giggled and sang along with him, "Cheek to cheek."

"Hey Corrie," Trevor said, keeping his eyes on the road, "Did anything ever happen between you and Danny?"

"We did go out, but I wanted to be with you. You're the only one that I would ever love."

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Trevor's Suite

After he got out, Trevor made his way around the car, opening the door for me.

"How chivalrous," I said, stepping out and giving him a light peck on the lips.

"Anything for the woman I love," he answered, taking me by the hand and leading me inside the hotel and up the elevator.

Trevor's home was lavish. Masterful paintings hung on the walls, intricate showpieces were draped on the shelves, and tasteful rugs were laid on the floor. In the living room, there was a big TV, but what caught my eye was the huge fireplace beside it.

"Wow, you're suite is so...big and beautiful!"

"It's even more beautiful when you're here," Trevor said, smiling.

I blushed madly, crossing my hands behind my back.

"Well, do you want something to drink? Water? Juice? Soda?" he offered, seeing that his compliment made me go red.

"Water's good for me."

"Alright, I'll be right back," Trevor answered and disappeared into the kitchen.

I took a seat on the plush leather sofa, feeling the material adjust to my every curve. I laid down and closed my eyes.

"Just for a minute," I told myself, "Just for a minute..." and shortly my little nap turned into a gentle slumber.

(Trevor's POV)

Returning with a cup of water for Corrie, I saw her asleep on the sofa, looking like an angel on earth. I placed the cup down on the table beside the sofa and bent down, pulling back a strand of Corrie's hair.

"Sleep tight," I whispered in her ear, "my little angel." I placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. Corrie lightly stirred and I considered taking her up to one of the guest rooms.

I picked her up effortlessly, her head resting on his shoulder. Quietly, she stirred again, this time bringing her hands up and placing them on my shoulder, between her head.

Smiling, I walked to a guest room, softly placing my foot down to ensure that Corrie wouldn't be disturbed.

Softly and tenderly, I lowered Corrie's body onto the queen-sized mattress and pulled the covers over her slender body. I bent down and gave her a kiss on the forehead. Smiling, I watched her chest move up and down with every breath she took. I gave her a gentle kiss on the lips, but to my surprise, Corrie returned it. I just realized that she was awake.

"I thought you were asleep," I asked, giving her another peck on her forehead.

"I was, but now I'm not."

"Well, I'm gonna go now so you can go back to sleep," I told her, walking out the door.

"No, don't go!"

I turned around to see that there was some fear in her eyes.

"Don't go...I need somebody to stay here with me."

"Why?"

"This is gonna sound stupid, but...I'm afraid of the dark." She looked away, hiding her face behind the blanket.

I walked over and gave her a hug. "Listen, how about I keep the hall light on and leave the door open a little bit?"

"That won't help me..." she answered, "The only thing that helps me is my WuzzyBear."

"WuzzyBear?"

"My teddy bear. I know I sound like a little kid, but WuzzyBear makes me feel safe. I always hug him whenever I feel frightened."

"Okay, how about tonight I be your WuzzyBear?"

She giggled, a sound I never get tired of. "Okay."

I got in the bed beside her and hugged her around the waist. "Feel better?"

"Much." She yawned.

"Good night Corrie."

"G'night Trevor. I love you." She said, her eyes slowly starting to fall.

"Love you too Corrie."

I heard her fall asleep, whereas I couldn't. Something was bugging me, something about my family. They weren't home for the weekend, dad had business to do with Mr. Tipton, but I couldn't help feel that something bad was going to happen tomorrow.

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Why is Trevor so worried about his parents? They're gone for the weekend, right? Or are they? Find out in the next chapter!

HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY EVERYONE!!!!!

With much love,
KAT