Thank you for all the reviews :) Sorry I have taken a while to update, I've been busy..but i tried to make this one a little bit longer to make up for it. I hope you like it.. you probably wont but yeah i hope you do!

I'll Be Here

I could hear the wind picking up, making a whistling sound as it rustled in the streets outside. The sound of raindrops dancing on the glass windows had only been heard for the last minute or so, but I could tell there was a storm coming.

My tears had eventually stopped, but I still hadn't moved from the door. I didn't know how long I had been sitting here, it felt like hours but I was sure it had yet to even be thirty minutes. I smiled at Olivia as she jumped onto my lap, Tripod followed, snuggling against my legs.

"Hey girls," I whispered to them, feeling more comforted by them just being close. I softly stroked their smooth fur, letting out a deep sigh.

I jumped startled, as I heard the loud sound of someone knocking against my door. I watched Tripod and Olivia leap from me and scatter up the stairs.

"Lil, it's me. I need to talk to you," said the voice I instantly recognised as Scotty's. I was too shocked to move from the floor. Honestly, Scotty coming round was definitely the last thing I expected him to do, especially so late at night. What was the time anyway?

"You awake Lil, Please?" He shouted, pounding on the door harder.

I stood up, using the door handle for support. I turned the knob, revealing my half soaked partner. I looked at him, not saying anything, waiting for him to tell me whatever it was that was so important that it couldn't wait till morning. He too, looked at me not saying anything.

"You're all wet," I said.

"It's raining," He replied. I frowned realising what a dumb statement that was for me to make. I opened the door, letting him walk into my living room, leaving a small trail of water behind him with every step he took into my house. He turned around to face me as I shut the door.

"I am really sorry..." He told me quietly.

"Ok," I said. I didn't really know why I was mad at him. But I knew I was and I wasn't ready to get over it. He nodded his head. He really did look sorry, sad sort of... I guess he was expecting me to say something more than ok.

"You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to," He explained to me.

"I know that," I said rather abruptly.

"I guess, it's just what I am feeling now, it's hard to believe that anyone else has ever felt like this too. I know that they have, but... I can't explain it, Lil. I miss her so much." He sounded like he was about to break down into tears any second now, I knew he wouldn't though. "You have only been trying to help, I get it. I want you to help me, I really do." I could see how hard it was for him to tell me this by just looking at his face. "But I want you to know that if you need help with anything, I will be here too. All I wanted was to try make you feel better, the way you do for me... You know?"

I smiled at him. I wanted to tell him about the things that bothered me. About everything I had gone through, about the fact that I was forced to grow up way before I should have. The fact that my own sister had ruined the only chance I had at having a successful relationship and the fact I was afraid to even see my mother, I knew I had always been a disappointment to her. It didn't matter how much I tried to prove her wrong, in her eyes I was a failure and I couldn't take her telling me it again. No matter how much she fancied it up, to try and make it sound like she was just helping me... I really couldn't take it. But I was like everyone else, I needed someone there for me, I needed to tell someone. But my partner from work? I don't know... I didn't think he was the one who I should be telling all of these things that forever hung over my head to.

"Do you want me to get you a towel?" I asked, trying to change the subject from me.

He smiled at me, knowing this offer was just another way of mine to say that all was good between us. "Yeah, that would be great. Thanks Lil," He replied.

I walked into the bathroom and found a clean towel, stopping at the mirror before walking back out to give it to Scotty. My hair was screwed up, my cheeks were stained with tears and I had little clumps of mascara underneath my eyes. I looked a wreck. I turned the tap on, dampening my fingers, then wiping them underneath my eyes, trying to make myself look even somewhat better.

After about a minute I gave up on that and headed back out to Scotty, greeting him with a smile. I handed him the towel and he immediately started to dry himself.

"You know you didn't have to come over here to say sorry? It would have been ok to tell me tomorrow or even just call," I told him.

"I wanted to tell you now, in person. I don't think I would've been able to sleep knowing you were mad at me anyway." He looked into my eyes and smiled.

"Thank you Scotty, That means a lot to me." It was true, it really did. The fact that he cared enough about me to come back over and make sure everything was ok between us really meant something to me. Maybe he was the one who I could open up to about everything after all?

"So, everything good between us?" He asked me.

I nodded, "Yeah, it's perfect."

He moved closer, wrapping his arms around me.

"You mean so much to me Lil, you know that?" He whispered into my ear.

I let him hug me, holding me close against his body.

"You mean a lot to me too," I whispered back.

I could feel his warm breath against my neck, sending a chill down my spine. He was moving his head closer to mine and before I could do anything about it I could feel his lips softly pressed against mine. I could hardly take in what was happening. It was wrong, I knew that... but somehow it felt right. Like it wasn't something that shouldn't be happening, it was something that we were supposed to do.

I snapped out of it quickly, as though just jumping back into reality and backed away.

"What... What are you doing?" I said quickly.

He just looked at me as though he too, was just realising what had just happened.

"I'm sorry. I don't know why I did that," the words tumbled out of his mouth quickly. "I'm sorry, Lil."

I looked at the ground, trying to make sense of why I had let him kiss me without pulling away sooner, until it hit me. He was the one who I felt I could open up to, I trusted him more than anyone and I knew he wouldn't hurt me no matter what. Sometimes it just takes something a little different to realise these things.

"No... It's ok," I smiled at him, moving closer till my lips were only inches away from his. He smiled at me, as I leaned forward kissing him slowly. I opened my mouth a little, kissing him more passionately. Pushing him onto the couch, still kissing him as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

Who knows if I would actually end up telling him anything, who knows if this really was a good idea? I didn't have a clue; all I knew was that he was what I wanted... For now at least.

well.. i guess i went with romance