Hi guys. I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a while. I have been mega busy. I recently moved house, I also then got the flu, and I have my exams coming up, so I've been busy to say the least. So my writing had to take a back seat for a while. So, I hope that not too many of you have lost interest, and will stick with me for the end of the story. (Just two chapters left after this). Also, if you are following my other on-going story 'Behind Closed Doors' , never fear it will be updated next week! Anyway, if any of you have bothered to read the whole thing, thank you, and also enjoy.

3rd PERSON POV:

Chris checked the time, it was half past six. The dance started at seven, and he was going to have to pick Clarisse up from her cabin. And, force her to actually put on a dress and get herself over to the pavilion to support Selena.

But when he got over there, he had the shock of my life.

Chris knocked on the door, and it was immediately thrown open to reveal his girlfriend standing in the doorway.

'What are you doing?' He laughed, taking in Clarisse's appearance.

'Shut up.' She snapped. 'Now get in, you're letting the heat out!'

Obeying her orders, he shuffled into the room, and waited for her to follow him into the room. But, she didn't. Clarisse was too busy, trying to ram a strappy heeled shoe onto her left foot, whilst leaning on the doorframe for support. This was the sight Chris had been met with when the door had been opened.

She was wearing a floor length red dress, which looked amazing on her toned figure. Her hair was pinned up elegantly, and she'd put some red lipstick on, and was wearing some smoky eye makeup.

'I thought you said you weren't going to the dance?' Chris asked her, trying to hold back a laugh as she nearly fell over, after she lost her balance.

'I told Selena I'd go.' She responded. 'And I always keep my promises.'

She finally secured the shoe to her foot, and turned her attention to her boyfriend.

'I see you've got a suit on.' She observed. 'You knew I'd go didn't you?'

'Actually, no I didn't.' Chris replied. 'I was hoping you'd go. But, I brought these in case you didn't.'

He raised the six pack of Coca-Cola he was carrying, and pulled a DVD out of the inside pocket of his suit's jacket.

'21 Jump street?' She asked, raising her eyebrows.

'Your favourite.' Chris smiled.

'You know me so well.' She grinned.

'You look beautiful tonight.' I told her, taking her hand and kissing it softly. 'But then again, you always look beautiful.'

'Don't be such a sap.' Clarisse complained, but Chris could see a blush starting to form on her cheeks. 'You look pretty good too.'

'Was that a compliment, from the always cool and collected Clarisse?' Chris smirked.

'You know it was.' She responded. 'Don't make me say it again.'

He laughed at my girlfriend, knowing that's probably all he'd get out of her.

But he was shocked when she took the cans and DVD off him, and threw them onto the sofa behind her, and pulled him in for a kiss.

'What was that for?' Chris asked when they broke apart.

'For the best boyfriend in the world, who puts up with me, when I'm definitely not the easiest person to put up with. I'm not worth half the effort you spend on me, but I'm glad you do.'

'I think you're worth it.' Chris smiled. 'I couldn't imagine waking up after months of insanity to anyone else, but you.'

Clarisse blushed red, and playfully nudged his arm.

'I've been thinking.' She began. 'About next year…about college…and about us.'

'And…?' Chris prompted.

'And, I don't want us to apart. But I want you to follow your dreams and goals. You don't have to go to Boston just because I am.'

'Clarisse, I would not go if I didn't want to. They've got some great courses on offer. And, I don't want to spend the next few years only seeing you on weekends.'

'Chris…' She began.

'I mean it. I want to go to college with you.'

''If you're really sure.'' She replied clearly not convinced.

'Course I am. I want to go to college with you. I want to get a tiny first apartment with you and struggle to pay the rent of the city. I want to eventually get a house with you, and settle down and have a family. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you.'

Clarisse listened to his heartfelt confession, realizing she wanted the same things as he did. But instead of tearing up, or saying something sweet in return, she merely smiled, kissed him on the cheek and announced, ''Hurry up. I want to get to the dance before the Stoll's eat all the food.''

''Yes ma'am.'' Chris joked, saluting her.

With that he offered her his hand, which she took, and led her out through the door.

On the walk over to the pavilion, Clarisse leaned into Chris' side. Just slightly, but enough for him to notice, and smile softly to himself.

"I can't wait for our future." She told him quietly. "Together."

"Me neither." Chris agreed.

"All we've got to do first, is survive this dance." Clarisse chuckled.

"I'll look after you." Chris assured her.

"Who says I need looking after?" She smirked, raising her eyebrows. "Now come on, I'm hungry."

With that, she pulled him into the dance and straight over to the table holding the food.

The evening was going brilliantly. The couple had danced, laughed, joked around with other campers, had been shocked by some of the suddenly appearing couples around them, and they'd even managed to sneak in a few kisses.

It was all going great, until a huge 'Boom!' has caused everyone in the pavilion, to go into a huge panic, and rush outside in confusion.

Chris and Clarisse were amongst those who rushed outside, Clarisse was complaining about not being able to run in heels and a dress, although she was doing a brilliant job, and didn't even stumble once.

"Do you think the camp is under attack?" Chris asked.

"I hope not." She responded. "As much as I love a good battle, I'm not really dressed for it."

They both chuckled lightly, standing in the group of confused people who were squinting in the darkness to find the source of the noise.

Chris felt Clarisse slip her hand into his, and he made sure to intertwine their fingers.

"I just want you to know." Clarisse began. "…That I love you."

"You told me that once tonight, are you going soft?" Chris asked, nudging her playfully.

"No." She replied seriously. "I just wanted to tell you, in case we are under attack."

Chris paused long enough to look her in the eyes, and smiled at her.

"I love you too." He whispered, kissing her quickly, before anyone noticed. He knew how much she'd hate to be seen as sappy, in front of the whole camp. And, he wouldn't do that to her.