I know, I know, I'm freaking late! But I am here and my week of crazy exams has finished. A thousand times sorry and now let's go on...

Last night I went out with my mates and when I was coming home in my mate's car with another dude, which one of my girl friends has a crush on, asked me out to the movies for next weekend. I looked up at him and thought: oh, fuck. I said yes but I made sure we understood all of our mates were coming. How about that? God, I hope he doesn't think I'm encouraging him...

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I took off my black sweater and white shirt, and threw them to the little chair, then took my shoes off, run my fringers through my hair and laid in bed. I took a deep breath, then let it all out.

"Well..." I said out loud "We survived the first dinner..."

Stephanie opened the door and came in as she dried her hair with a towel. She was smiling.

"How was the shower?" I asked randomly.

"Delicious" she said "Now's time for bed" she laid doen next to me, already on her pejamas.

I put my arms around her and she rested her head on my chest. We stayed like that for a while, the lights still on.

"Can I ask you something and you promise not to missunderstand me or freak out?" I asked.

"Dougie, for the last time, we're not leaving" she said.

"I wasn't going to say that!"

"Oh" she looked up and smiled "Sorry"

"I was wondering..." I blushed and thought carefully of the words I should use so I wouldn't give her too much information "Something you said at dinner just made me wonder one thing... Are you into marriage at all? I mean, would you like to get married... With me... Some day?"

She waited to answer. That's a bad sign, isn't it? Aren't women supposed to get all loud and excited with this subject? Don't they kind of start planning it every night when they go to sleep since they're 5 or something?

"I suppose so. I've not thought about it too much for you own sake"

"My sake?" I said confused.

"It took you three months to officially call me your girlfriend and four to say you loved me" she explained with a smile on her face "You don't commit that easily, so I don't want to put any pressure on your or rush you with my fantasies"

"Oh, ok" I said, though I didn't understand a thing; did she or didn't she want to get married? That 'I suppose so' wasn't very convincing to me "Hey, just so you know, I do want to marry you. You know, some day..."

"Oh" she smiled "I'm glad to know that"

She kissed my cheek, then made her way to my lips. She was warm and soft, not to mention she smelled amazing. Before I realized it, the kissed got more and more passionate, her hands caressing my chest while mine were under her shirt, caressing her back, pressing her body even closer to me that it already was. Soon I rollsed in the bed and got on top of her, and was about to lose it when I heard slow foorsteps coming from the stairs.

I broke the kiss and sighed. Steph leaned up and kissed me again.

"Wait, babe" I said, breathing heavily, trying to stop her and myself "Grandma"

"Oh..." she said, her voice slightly disappointed, and stopped trying to kiss me again. Thank God, I wouldn't be able to stop her again "Right"

I stood up and sat in the chair for a moment as she ran hr fingers through her hair and sat in the bed.

"This sucks" I said.

"It's not that bad" she said "I'll make it up to you at home"

"That doesn't really help, honey. I'll be having pictures in my head until we come back"

She threw me a pillow which I caught easily.

"You pervert!"

Grandma opened the door just a minute later, stare at the two of us for a moment, then smiled at us as she closed the door.

"That's it?" Steph whispered.

"Yes. She'll come back in a couple of minutes, so let's just safe some time for the old lady and go to sleep"

"Ok" she pulled the cover her as I took off my jeans, then joined her in bed. She put her arms around me and I rested my hear on her shoulder. I should be a man and she should be sleeping in my arms, but I just loved feeling loved by her.

"Today's dinner was great" she said.

"If my family seems great to you, then Tom's must be angels"

"I dont care about Tom, you're my boyfriend and I love you" she sighed "Look, it's the first time I felt like I was home-"

"We have a home, remember?" I said.

"I know, baby, I meant a home with a family"

"You were comfortable?" I asked skeptically.

"I told you I'm tough. They are kind of weird, I'll give you that much. But I can really see how much they love you and hope one day I'll be a part of that too"

"Well, I wish they loved me less"

"I wish my mother had loved me the way your mum loves you"

Now I felt bad. We didn't talk about this subject very foten, but I knew her feeling towards it, I knew how much it all still hurt her, though she hadn't seen her mother in years, as far as I knew. I wish things were different for her, I hated seeing her like this.

"Hey..." I whispered softly in her ear "I love you. So, so much"

"I know. That's enough for me"