Cold and Hot

Elena's POV

I slowly opened my eyes to a worried looking Drake. "What happened?" I asked.

"You pretty much passed out from exhaustion after I got my memory back. You've been asleep for twelve hours." He then gave me his trademark half-smile, and I melted a little, wait, what? Oh God, now I'm falling for him, just great.

I began to shiver; I had forgotten that I had used one of my tank tops to bandage him up.

"Cold?" he asked, when I nodded my head, he scooted over and put his arm around me. I then noticed there was also a fire; he must've started it up while I was sleeping. It didn't give much warmth, since it was so small, but it was better than nothing.

"So, umm, thanks for looking out for me after I had been shot Elena. I appreciate it."

"Well, thanks for looking out for me when I passed out, and thanks for taking that bullet for me that was very, kind of you." I replied.

There was an awkward silence after for a little while, I broke the silence by asking, "Why did you jump in front of me and take the bullet Drake?"

Drake seemed to be thinking for a moment before he replied, "I didn't really think about it, I just did it." For some reason I felt a shot of disappointment run through me, but then he continued, "However, I think it's cause I didn't want to see you get hurt."

"Wait, so, lemme get this, you decided that you'd prefer to take a bullet and possibly die instead of me?"

"Uh…yeah, something like that."

"Is there some other reason that would make you not want to have me get hurt so much?" I was reaching here, really hoping for him to say yes.

"Well, umm, I suppose there is." At this point we had both turned towards each other while talking, I hadn't noticed how close to each other we were. His face was just inches away from mine. I began to move towards him, and his lips came crashing down on mine, we entangled in a storm of passion. My lips parted and his tongue entered my mouth. My hands moved up to his hair, and tangled themselves in it. His hands moved down to my waist, pulling me closer. Finally we pulled apart, out of breath, I was blushing heavily. My body felt like it was on fire everywhere he had touched me.

"Nate, that was amazing." I murmured softly.

He put his arm around my waist again and squeezed me up close to him and kissed me again, much more tenderly this time though. I rested my head on his shoulder, and everything felt right in my life.