As soon as Hanna opened her eyes, a smile appeared on her face. The dim light which filtered through the closed window of the guest room, illuminated Caleb's face as he kept sleeping. His face was right in front of hers, their noses were touching and their lips were very close. It was like they were sharing the breath. She could hear but also feel his light snoring, as he let out breaths Hanna felt a slight tickle on her face. She watched him sleeping carefully for a few seconds before remembering what had happened the previous night.

She and Caleb had kissed.

Oh, they had definitely kissed. To be totally honest, they had made out until the sleep had taken them away.

Suddenly, Hanna felt vulnerable. She had kissed Caleb, but she had done it surrounded by the darkness, and then she had just fallen asleep, without even remembering how long everything had actually lasted. It had been a particular moment: the storm, the cold, and then being in his same bed for the second night in a row had made her eventually give in. But it had really happened, and now she had to face the situation. She knew that Caleb would have probably wanted explanations about that, answers about how she felt about him, she knew it and it was legit too, but the truth is that she didn't know what to tell him. She knew that she had feelings for him, and well, she was always repeating that in her head not to admit that actually she loved him, still, but she didn't want to be hurt a second time. She still feared he would have left again, and bearing that would have been too much for her. She trusted him, yeah, but she was too scared to lose him, again. So, she thought that she couldn't have lost him if she didn't take him back.

But a part of herself knew that even if she hadn't taken him back as her boyfriend, she was so attached to him that if he would have left in that moment, she would have suffered as hell anyway.

It was difficult to understand what was right and what was wrong, for now Hanna just kept watching him sleeping and enjoying the warmth of his arms around her waist. She had missed all of those things so much.

The storm seemed to be over. Hanna could hear the birds tweeting outside, but she wasn't sure if it was real or if it was just a feeling of hers. Maybe being that close to Caleb made her world look less bad, and even hearing birds when outside there actually was an aggressive tornado.

He looked so peacefully that she wanted to touch his face. She wanted to ran a hand through his now short hair and then stroke his cheek, just to feel his stubble under her fingertips. She wanted to snuggle against his chest, to take a deep breath with her nose buried in his cheap shirt, to kiss him good morning and God knows what else, but she knew that it was better just to look at him for now, at least until her mind was completely sure about what was right to do.

After a few minutes like that, Caleb started moving and mumbling something, and Hanna knew it was the signal that he was waking up, so she closed her eyes and pretended to be still asleep. She wasn't ready to face him after that night, and actually she would have never been.

When Caleb opened his eyes and found Hanna that close to him, he smiled too. For a second, he thought that all of those kisses had just been a dream, but then he saw Hanna's lipgloss all messed up around her mouth, so his smile just grew.

Strawberry. Same old taste. Same old Hanna.

He lifted one of his hands from her hip and moved it to her face, placing a strand of her hair behind her ear. Then, he moved his thumb across her lips trying to fix a little the lipgloss. She looked so beautiful. He thought to get out of bed and make her breakfast, but then he changed his mind. He remembered how much she was worried the previous day when she hadn't found him with her in the morning, so he decided to wait for her to wake up before anything. After all, it felt so nice to be in bed with her. It's not like he was doing a sacrifice. At all.

Hanna, still pretending to be asleep, knew that sooner or later she should have opened her eyes and faced him. He was clearly waiting for her to do it. She didn't know what would have been like to look into his eyes after what had happened a few hours earlier, but she had to take her responsabilities, so she just lifted her eyelids.

They crossed each other's gaze and Caleb immediately smiled at her. One of his arms was still wrapped around her waist, tracing her hip with his thumb. Hanna blinked a couple of times before returning that smile.

"Good morning..." Caleb whispered, his voice still hoarse from the sleep.

"Morning..." Hanna whispered back, pursing her lips.

"Looks like the tornado is gone for good. I think it's sunny outside, or at least is what I can see through that window. I guess the electricity is back as well." he told her, his arm still holding her.

"Yeah, probably. I'm gonna give a look..." she replied quickly, before trying to get out from his light grasp.

But Caleb pulled her back down by the wrist, and Hanna clumsily fell on the mattress, again with her face in front of his.

"Wait..." he whispered, not leaving her wrist.

Hanna stared at him and she felt a mixture of feelings forming into her stomach. He sighed and came even closer to her, enveloping her body into an embrace. He held her tight in his strong arms, burying his face into her hair as she relaxed into his safe hug, instinctively closing her eyes. He slided his right hand up and down her spine, reaching the hem of her old jumper before slipping his hand under its material to touch her smooth skin. Hanna slightly jumped at the feeling of his cold hand touching her bare back, but then his touch got her relaxed again.

"I missed this..." he whispered.

Hanna stayed silent as he kept rubbing her back, not knowing what to say — or to do either.

"What do you want for breakfast? I'm gonna cook." he continued.

"Um... I... I don't know, it's the same..." she stuttered, her voice muffled against his shirt.

"Princess... Whatever you want. Tell me, please. Anything."

Hanna felt a weird warmth into her chest as she heard her old nickname fall from his lips. She was blushing without a doubt, and she was glad he couldn't notice that. She tried to sound as everything was perfectly normal, but, honestly, what was normal when you're all cuddled up in bed with your former boyfriend after making out with him for most of the night?

"Bacon with eggs will be fine." she breathed out.

Caleb murmured a soft 'okay' as answer, but he didn't let her go.

"How did you sleep?" he asked then, as his hand rested on her back, rubbing circles with his thumb.

"Good." she replied, still trying to sound indifferent.

He slowly pulled away from her and moved away his hand from her back. He gave her a smirk as if he wanted to let her know that he was perfectly aware of the fact that she was embarassed as hell and not so indifferent like she was pretending to be. And the second her eyes met his smirk, she just laughed and, well, blushed, obviously.

"What?" she asked then, watching him raising his eyebrows along with smirking.

Caleb licked his lips and shook his head, shrugging.

"Nothing." he replied, as his smirk reappeared.

"Oh, nothing? Then why are you looking at me with that stupid face?" she asked.

"I've only got this face. Sorry."

She laughed again.

"You'd better go cooking my breakfast." she said then, smiling.

He bit his lip smiling, then nodded and got out of bed as Hanna did the same.

Caleb cooked her breakfast as promised, while she re-opened all the windows since it was sunny. The storm was over, and also the news confirmed that. The electricity was back too, so everything was back to normal. They ate in a comfortable silence, until the doorbell rang. Hanna saw who it was from the window before going to open, since Caleb in her house was still kind of a secret, except for the girls.

"It's just Spencer." Hanna said, walking to the door.

"Give me a second, I'll go downstairs..." Caleb replied, getting up from the chair.

"There's no need to. She knows."

"What? I thought we agreed on not telling anyone at least for now!"

Hanna shrugged.

"That's what I did. I didn't tell anyone. But... The –A's text of a couple of nights ago, the one which said that the house which allows tramps in would have blown up, well... I wasn't the only one who received it. Aria, Spencer and Emily received it too. So... It wasn't so difficult for them to guess what it really meant." she added.

Caleb processed her words and then nodded slightly, sitting back on his chair. Hanna went to answer the door before Spencer could ring the doorbell a second time.

"Hey, Spence!" the blonde greeted her friend.

"Hi. Is everything okay? Did you survive?" she asked chuckling.

"I guess so." Hanna laughed, making room to let Spencer in.

"Is Caleb here?" her friend asked then, whispering not to make him hear.

Hanna nodded quickly, blushing a little, then Spencer restarted speaking.

"Why are you blushing? Did something happen between you guys, maybe? You know that's nothing easier than having sex with an ex... Well, it's easier when he practically lives with you, and then it's cold, there's the storm, a threatening text arrives to your phone... And you guys are all alone in the house, and you go to sleep in his bed, and he hugs you, and—"

"Spencer, dammit, stop it! It didn't happen... That." Hanna interrupted her, still paying attention not to be loud.

"That? What do you mean? What happened then?" Spencer asked, raising both of her eyebrows.

"Spence, he's right there! And, look, we can go to him. He knows that you know and whatever. It's fine, okay? Can we just talk about that in another moment?" Hanna whispered, rolling her eyes.

Spencer shook her head and smirked deviously, then replied.

"Hanna... Tell me what happened... Now."

Hanna sighed and finally gave in.

"Okay, well... Last night, maybe, we... Uhm... We kissed."

Spencer smirked again.

"And... How was the kiss?" she whispered.

"Actually... We kissed, like... More than once." Hanna breathed out, blushing furiously.

Spencer widened her eyes and was about to say something, but Hanna went first.

"Look, it's awkward, because we're kinda pretending it didn't happen, we haven't talked about that yet... It just happened, we were in bed and it was dark... And the next thing I know is that I woke up this morning and his lips were still so close to mine, and I had all the lipgloss messed, and his arms were all around me, and—"

"Morning, Spencer. Want some bacon?" Caleb asked smiling, appaearing from the kitchen.

Hanna blushed even more, but luckily for her he hadn't been able to hear what she was saying since she was speaking really softly to Spencer. He had probably heard just a confused whispering between them.

"Hi, Caleb... No, thanks. I came just to see if you guys were okay after the tornado." Spencer replied, smiling.

"Oh... We were fine, after all. Actually, we were very fine... Weren't we, Hanna?" he smiled towards Hanna.

Hanna raised her eyebrows at him but then nodded quickly, turning to Spencer, who hardly held back a laugh at that.

"Yeah... I'm sure about that. Well, then... I'll see you guys later, maybe. Bye." Spencer said, walking to the door.

Hanna turned to Caleb as Spencer closed the door behind her back.

"Did I say something wrong?" he asked, raising an eyebrow and smirking.

Hanna looked into his eyes and suddenly saw the same cocky guy who Caleb was when she first offered him her basement. The same guy who she had fallen in love with because of his teasing, his annoying ways and that stupid smirk of his. It was like being back in time. And, to be honest, it was a nice feeling.

"No, you didn't." she replied, as if it wasn't a big deal.

Caleb licked his lips and flashed her another pearled smirk before walking back to the kitchen, as Hanna sighed.

Was it possible to fall in love a second time with a guy who you actually never stopped loving?

Maybe it was.

Because it was happening to her.

A/N: I'm sorry if I made you guys wait a little for this, but there you go now :) I hope you all liked the chapter ;) And, omg, thank you so much for the reviews! You're amazing! It's such a pleasure to know you guys are enjoying the story! So, make sure to let me know what you guys think about this one :D What about Caleb being back to be the little bad cocky guy? Haha :) Happy Thanksgiving! Love you! xx -Atramea.