A/N: I apologize for the long hiatus, real life can be a bitch. My lovely beta is also going through a lot with real life stuff so this chapter is just little old me, no beta reading so if there are mistakes I'm sorry.

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I quietly shut and locked the front door as I slipped my shoes off. I practically tiptoed down the hall as to not alert my parents to how late it was. Even though I didn't really have a curfew, I still thought it courteous to not make a ruckus when I came home. My door was closed and there was a note taped to the knob. I grabbed it, opened my door, and turned on my light. After shutting the door quietly I set my backpack next to my bed and read the note:

I hope you weren't out too late, you need some sleep if you're going to get to school on time.

I grimaced slightly as I read her comment about getting to school on time. I set the note down, made sure my alarm was on, and continued reading. I didn't want to find out what Mom's temper was like when I was late two days in a row.

Your grandparents are coming over for dinner so please come straight home after band.

Love,

Mom

I smiled at the thought of dinner with my grandparents. I haven't seen them since my birthday a couple of weeks ago.

As I got my shower stuff together along with some clothes to set out for the morning, I started to recall my evening at Amy's house. I had gotten up the nerve to hold her hand while we were sitting on the swings. She blushed and I chuckled. We started talking about all sorts of things, but I could not think of anything in particular. It seemed like Amy and I had only been talking a short while when I realized how dark it had gotten and noticed the moon and stars.

"I didn't realize how late it was. I should get home." The words sounded very apprehensive as they escaped my lips.

"I should get to bed too." I could hear in Amy's voice that she didn't want me to leave.

It took all of my strength to stand, as if my body was protesting my departure as well. Amy slowly stood up and grabbed my hand. Neither of us moved for a moment, hoping the moon would stop and this night would last. We slowly crossed the yard hand in hand. I felt her shiver as a breeze swirled around us. Without hesitation I let go of her hand and wrapped my arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer. I felt Amy put her arm around my waist and I couldn't help but smile. When we rounded the house I tried to turn to the porch but Amy resisted.

"I know it sucks but I have to go home. Do you want me to miss my alarm again?" I chuckled. She shook her head and laughed.

"I just w-wanted to walk with you t-to your car," she shivered again.

"No, you get inside and warm up. I don't want you to get sick," I wrapped my other arm around her and she reciprocated the gesture. I never noticed how much taller I was until I felt Amy nuzzle her head into my chest. I leaned my head down to kiss the top of her head and my nostrils filled with the scent of her cherry shampoo.

"Mmm, you smell good." I felt my face get hot with embarrassment and I chuckled. "Sorry, it uh kind of slipped out."

"It's okay, I was thinking the same thing about you." She looked up and our smiling gazes seemed to meet and hypnotize the other.

The moonlight made her face glow and I could see the stars reflecting in her eyes. I really fucking wanted to kiss her. I leaned in slowly, smirking out of sheer nervousness, but never looking away. Our noses grazed and I could feel her breath on my lips, hers maybe an inch from mine…and I hesitated. I bit my bottom lip and glanced at her lips for a brief second. When my eyes met Amy's again she leaned up on her tiptoes to close that last little gap between our lips. I closed my eyes and felt her cool, soft lips on mine. There was something in that kiss that I had never felt in any other kiss and there is no way to accurately explain it. Nothing could have prepared me for what happened next.

Amy's lips parted slightly and mine instantly followed, never letting the kiss break. As the kiss deepened Amy pulled her hands up to rest on my chest for a moment before resting them on my shoulders. She began running her fingers lightly up and down the back of my neck and I let the tip of my tongue graze the outer edge of her lips. Amy ran her fingers through my hair, tugged, and I about lost it. I hated to, but I pulled back. I could see hurt in Amy's eyes.

"Fuck, I'm sorry. I really like you but I want to take this slow. I don't want to lose control with you." I ran my hand through my hair and scratched the back of my head, completely embarrassed. I felt like such a fucking idiot. "Maybe I should just…" I trailed off and started walking to my car but Amy grabbed my hand and pulled me back.

"I understand, Carl. I got carried away. Please don't go, not yet." I turn and she just looks so sad, it tears me up inside. I always hated seeing anyone upset, especially girls, but this was by far the worst feeling because I had caused it.

Suddenly I had an idea. I squeezed Amy's hand, smiled, and pulled her onto the front lawn. I sat down and invited her to do the same. Then I laid back and let out a sigh of relief. I had my arms splayed out and Amy curled up right next to me with her head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arm loosely around her shoulders.

"I love staring out at the stars. It's been awhile since I've actually taken the time to admire them." I lightly massaged Amy's shoulder with my fingertips.

"Same here," Amy yawned and cuddled closer to me.

"Maybe I should go, we both need some sleep-"

"Just a few more minutes?" Amy cut me off. I chuckled, feeling her head bounce as my body shook.

"Okay, but only a few more minutes."

Well, a few minutes turned into an hour and before I knew it Amy was fast asleep with her arm curled around me, hand on my chest. I kissed Amy's forehead lightly, trying not to wake her just yet. I slowly stroked her hair, the moonlight making the strands shine with browns and deep reds that I hadn't noticed before. She looked so peaceful with the small smile across her lips, her breathing slow and steady. Just then Amy shifted and I thought I had woken her up but she just settled back and continued to dream. If I didn't wake her up now, I knew I would lay there all night with her in my arms. I moved her head enough so my lips were right next to her ear.

"Time to wake up, beautiful," I whispered before kissing Amy lightly on the lips.

She started to stir and I smiled as she opened her eyes. She yawned and looked up at me, still a little groggy.

"Carl, why are you in my bed?" Amy yawned again as she rubbed her eyes. I couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm not in your bed, Amy. We're outside on your front lawn. We were looking at the stars and you fell asleep."

Amy sat up and looked around. "Oh my god, what time is it? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep." She tried to stand up but her hand slipped on the grass and she fell onto my chest. "Oops, Carl are you okay?"

"It's around 1a.m. and I'm fine. Are you okay? You landed kind of hard," I chuckled and kissed the tip of her nose. She rolled her eyes and laughed. I shifted her off of my chest and stood up, holding my hands out to help her up. Both of us stifling a yawn, I walked her to the front door.

"Get some sleep, okay? I'll see you in the morning." I reached up and tucked her hair behind her ear, tracing my finger along her jaw line and lightly pinching her chin. She giggled.

"You get some sleep too, and make sure you set your alarm this time." She glanced at my lips and I smirked.

"I can give you a ride if you want." As soon as I said it I regretted it. My mind went straight to the gutter and I could tell hers did too because she blushed and giggled. "Uh I mean, I can pick you up for school in the morning. That is, if you want me to."

I ran my hand through my hair nervously. She kept giggling but nodded. We just stood there for a minute, glancing from each other to the ground. Out of nowhere Amy grabs my shirt and pulls me in for a rough kiss. I wrapped one arm around her waist and the other around her back. Amy was really getting into it and so was I...maybe I was getting a little too into it. I felt myself start to get hard and I know Amy did too because she pulled back to smile at me but she didn't back away. In fact she pressed closer to me and I had to stop myself right then.

Panting a little bit I took a step back from Amy and tried to cover my problem by pulling my hoodie down. "I um, well…I'm gonna go. I'll see you in the morning, call or text me when you want me to come get you." My face was bright red and I couldn't look her in the eye. She leaned up and kissed me lightly.

"Don't be embarrassed, Carlisle. I'll see you in the morning. Good night," she giggled and I smiled. I had always hated my full name, but when Amy said it, I didn't mind how it sounded coming from her lips.

"Good night, Amy. Sweet dreams." I kissed her forehead and gave her a hug before walking to my car. I waved before getting in and she stayed in the doorway until I started the car. She waved and I drove off.

Thinking about it now, as I toweled my hair dry and brushed my teeth, I couldn't tell any of my friends all of the details of what happened or I'd be reamed for not going all the way. I didn't fucking care, I did what I felt was right. I really care about Amy and I don't want to fuck this up before it really has a chance to get started. I need to keep myself in control, but I don't know how much control I'll have if Amy keeps surprising me like that.

I changed into sweats and a tank top, immediately noticing my "problem" had returned. I smirked and fell back on my bed, thinking that it wouldn't be a problem for much longer. I kept replaying those kisses over and over, letting my mind and my hands wander as they pleased. I felt my release drawing closer so I relocated to the bathroom.

When I came back into my room, I made sure to shut the door and turn off my light. I fell into bed, tossing my blankets over my legs and pulling my cell phone out of my pocket. I double checked that my alarm was on and the ringer was turned all the way up before plugging it into the charger. A wide smile spread across my face as I dozed off, dreaming about the events of the evening and the events that could have happened at the end of it.

I woke up before my alarm which was a much better start than yesterday. I was dressed and sitting at the kitchen table eating cereal when my phone buzzed. I checked it and there was a text message from Amy.

Good morning :)

I smiled and replied. Good morning to you too :) I'm almost done with breakfast, I'll be on my way in a few minutes.

As I got into my car my phone buzzed again, another text message from Amy.

How long are you going to make a girl wait? :-p

I chuckled and headed over to her place without replying. When I pulled in front of her house the front door opened. I got out of the car and walked around to the passenger side, opening the door for Amy. She smiled and I smiled back as she got into the car. On the way to school she reached over and grabbed my right hand, lacing her fingers with mine. I pulled into the parking lot, which was pretty empty considering school didn't start for another twenty minutes. I turned the engine off but left the radio on and we just sat in the car listening to music for a few minutes. Amy's fingers were still laced with mine and she pulled my hand closer to her which in turn made me lean over. As my face turned her lips touched mine and I practically moaned into her mouth. Her tongue darted between my lips and I met mine to hers. My hand cupped her cheek and her hand went straight for my hair.

I resisted the urge to climb over the middle console and instead pulled back, panting slightly. Both Amy and I were a little rosy in the cheeks and trying to catch our breath but that didn't keep us from smiling. I quickly glanced around to make sure no one had parked next to us and peeked in on our little make out session. Good thing I had parked near the back of the lot, there weren't any cars near us.

"I guess we should head inside, wouldn't want to be late," I sounded like a dork but I didn't know what else to say, my mind drew a blank. Amy nodded and grabbed her backpack from the backseat. I took this opportunity to quickly grab my bag and make my way out of the car to open her door for her. I was surprised at how fast I moved; my door had barely closed when I opened hers for her.

"I didn't even see you walk in front of the car, Carl. How'd you move so fast?"

"I dunno, sprinted I guess. I just didn't want you to have to open the door. A gentleman always opens doors for a lady." I reached for her hand to help her out of the car and she blushed and smiled at me. I kissed her hand and laced my fingers with hers.

"Well thank you, kind sir," Amy said in a slightly mocking voice, but I knew she liked it because her face blushed a slightly darker shade of pink.

"You're very welcome, m'lady," I replied, locking the doors with my key fob as we walked toward the school. Amy giggled and I couldn't help but laugh, her giggle was just so cute.

It seemed like every girl we passed was staring more than they had been the last couple of weeks. I tried to ignore it but out of the corner of my eye I noticed one girl get out of her car and start glaring right at Amy. I dropped Amy's hand and slid my arm around her shoulders, smiling at the girls as I passed. Opening the door I ushered Amy in first then reached for her hand, lacing my fingers with hers. We got some more looks but I tried not to pay any attention to it. When we arrived at Amy's locker I gave her hand a squeeze.

"I have to run and get my notebook. See you in class." I gave her a quick peck on the cheek and smiled as she blushed.

I had never really noticed how much crap I had in my locker until I had to find something in it. It seemed every homework assignment or test from the year was shoved in my locker along with pens, binders, drumsticks, but no sign of my notebook yet. I double checked my backpack and started rummaging through the top shelf when I heard a small knock on my locker door. I peered around to see one of the senior girls standing there with a flirty smile playing across her lips. I returned the smile and stopped shuffling for my notebook.

"Hey, Carl. Nice job at the game on Friday." The flirty smile never left her lips.

"Oh thanks, I didn't realize anyone paid much attention to the band unless we were playing the fight song," I chuckled and rested my arm on the top of my locker door.

"I always pay attention when you play." She batted her eyelashes and I blushed. She took out a small scrap of paper and handed it to me. "Maybe we could get coffee sometimes and continue our conversation." She brushed her fingertips down my arm and my heart started to beat a little faster.

"I'm uh flattered but I'm kinda talking to someone," I drummed my fingertips on the locker door.

"Well, is she your girlfriend?" There was a hint of frustration and defeat in the girl's voice (why could I not remember her fucking name?). I just stared blankly at her for a minute. Was Amy my girlfriend? We hadn't really talked about the whole boyfriend/girlfriend thing. I mean I really like her, love her even, and I know she cares about me.

"Um…well…I guess she is," I stammered while running a hand through my hair. She didn't seem convinced, her flirtatious smile returned and she tucked a strand of her sandy blonde hair behind her ear.

"If you want a for sure answer, I can help you decide. You've got my number." She kissed her fingertips and touched them to my lips before she walked away.

Rachel, that was her name. In the popular crowd, seen with a new guy almost every week, and it looks like I'm her next target. Fucking great, let's just pile on the complications. I tossed the paper with her number on it into the abyss of my locker and saw my notebook poking out from under the pile. I grabbed it and my English book and headed to class.

When I walked into the room Amy raised her eyebrow at my and whispered, "what took you so long?"

"Couldn't find my notebook." I plopped it onto the desk, the corner of the front cover was bent up and a little frayed and there were fold creases across the cover. Amy giggled which made me smile as I sat down and tossed my English book on top of my notebook.

The rest of the school day was mostly uneventful. At lunch Rachel walked past the table Amy and I were sitting at and winked at me, Amy was looking the other way but I don't think it mattered to Rachel. I made a small wave at her to be polite and she blew me a kiss. Of course I told none of this to Amy, I didn't think it was relevant information that needed to be divulged and would only yield unpleasant results. After school I met Amy at her locker before heading to marching band rehearsal.

"So after marching band I have to go straight home, my mom's request. My grandparents are coming over for dinner."

"Oh okay. I guess stargazing again tonight is out of the question," Amy giggled.

"Actually, I was going to see if you wanted to hang out after my grandparents leave. We could go grab some ice cream or something, my treat." I flashed her a smile and she blushed.

"Sure, I'd like that. I can find a ride home-"

"No no no, I'm driving you home. I just have band first, if you don't mind waiting."

"No, I don't mind. I can get started on some homework, it's a nice day so I'll be at the picnic table by the parking lot. Text me when you're done and I'll meet you by your car?"

"Sure. See you in a little while." I kissed her forehead and headed off to the band room.

When I walked to the parking lot after band I saw Amy standing by my car and a huge crooked smile spread across my face. She noticed my looking at her and blushed, waving slightly. I unlocked the doors and opened hers for her before letting myself in on the driver side. Before starting the car I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek and she giggled, turning and kissing my lips. I felt my face flush and chuckled. We help hands the whole drive to her place, just as we had on the way to school that morning. I parked out front and shut the car off.

"I'll text you when I'm almost done with dinner, then I'll pick you up and we'll have our date." Date. Despite the fact Amy and I are basically dating, we haven't actually been on a date or declared whatever we have as "official" yet. I smirked at the thought and when I glanced at Amy she was smiling as well.

"Okay. I'll be ready. See you later." She put her hand on the door handle but before she could open the door I laid my hand on her arm.

"Wait. I almost forgot something." Amy gave me a quizzical look but before she could ask what I had forgotten I leaned over and placed a long kiss upon her sweet lips. She deepened the kiss and one of her hands flew to my hair, my hand cupping her cheek. My tongue lightly traced her lower lip and to my delight hers did the same. After what felt like not long enough we both pulled back gasping for air, my eyes never leaving hers. I adjusted the bulge in my jeans that ached under the constraints of the material, hoping she wouldn't notice but not really caring if she did.

"So um, I'll see you later," I gasped, still catching my breath. I ran my hand through my hair and realized I was sweating a bit. I hoped Amy wasn't grossed out with my sweaty hair, but she didn't seem phased by it when she was tugging on it while we made out.

"Yeah. I look forward to your text." Amy gave me a quick kiss before getting out of the car. I smiled and waved when she got to the porch. After her front door closed I slowly started the drive home, going slightly slower than the speed limit and stopping for a full three seconds at every stop sign to give myself ample time to calm down. There would have been a fucking awkward conversation if I walked into the house with a hard-on.

My mom made lasagna and garlic bread for dinner, I could smell it as I walked up to the house and my mouth instantly began to water. Throughout the meal all of us made small talk, catching up with what was going on in everyone's lives. I reminded my grandparents of my upcoming marching band competition and my grandma said that they already had plans to ride there with my parents, my parents talked about their jobs, and my mom was setting dessert on the table when my phone went off. I checked the message under the table and saw it was from Amy.

Did I leave my iPod in your car?

My dad asked who it was and I froze, my face starting to feel hot with embarrassment. I normally left my phone on silent during meals but because I was focused on not walking into the house with a boner I didn't think of it.

"Carlisle, your father asked you a question." My mom gave me a stern look from across the table.

"Oh, um it's just a text message from uh Amy," I knew my face was beet red and I averted my eyes from the rest of my family.

"Is she your girlfriend?" My grandfather teased but I noticed my mother tilt her head in my direction as she sipped her coffee.

"Um well, I…uh…we're kinda dating I guess. We've only hung out a couple times." God damn it, second time today that someone asked me if Amy was my girlfriend. Maybe tonight is a good time to figure out what the official stance is.

"What did she say in the message?" Fuck, my mother was relentless.

"She…um…wanted to know if she left her iPod in my car," I rushed the last bit and fidgeted with hands. "I drove her home from school."

"Let the boy be, this wasn't supposed to turn into an interrogation," my father chuckled and added, "I'd just like to meet the girl that has you all flustered, Carl."

"Sure, Dad. Um, may I be excused? I um have to pick Amy up soon for our date." I started clearing my dishes before I got a response, keeping my gaze on the task as to try and hide the flush in my cheeks.

"It's a school night, try to be out too late," my dad requested.

"I won't." I put my dishes in the dishwasher and made my way to my room to change.

What the fuck do I wear?