Hey my darhlins! How are y'all? Okay now I'm hoping I'll have more time to update but this is coming earlier than usual because I don't think that I'll be able to update next week. I've got parties to go to, homework to complete and my all time best mate is coming over! She lives like 2 hours away so we can't really see each other everyday.

Now I got a review, from a guest who was really confused on who AJ was. I thought that I made it quite clear that he was Kim's brother in this fanfic... Obviously not. Well anyway now that's cleared up... I want to say that if any of you guys are confused with anything, feel free to ask me, K sugas?

Your reviews really brighten up my day, good or bad (even though I haven't received one negative comment yet - YAY! Thank y'all!) so from me to you:

An early, HAPPY NEW YEAR!

I am so so SO happy with this one! Especially the ending! XD

Why the heck am I scared? It's just a dream, it's just a dream, I'll wake up. Then Dream Boy decides to reappear.

"She can remember ever detail of her dreams, she'll recognise you if she'll ever see you in the real world"

I. Am. Screwed. Why do my dreams have to be so horrible? "What do I do?"

"Wake up now"

"Right. Knew that." Dream boy raises his eyebrows and stares at me. "What?" I ask, feeling self-conscious

"Go on. Wake up" he prompts. Ah. That's where he's got me.

"I don't know how to..." I trail off. He chuckles at me.

"Come out!" The girl yells. I frantically look around me for help. Nothing. I whip my head round to the boy for him to tell me how. But he's... You guessed it, gone. I make a mental note that the next time I see him, to ask why he keeps disappearing AFTER I've tied him down with some rope... Actually I think shackles would do so much better... attached to a 1000kg cannonball. I'm thinking of more ways to be 100% positive that dream boy won't disappear again when I feel the girl's presence behind me. I sink lower down the rock when...

BAM! The smell of herbs and a fireplace (I know, weird combination right?) hit me. I sit up and realise I have a pounding headache. "Take it easy" a soft voice tells me. I turn my head in the direction of the voice. My eyes meet his and I don't want to look away. "Lay back down now" he says. I obey and slowly lie down. He walks over to me. He places a wet towel on my forehead and gives me a small kiss on my cheek. I feel myself blush and he grins at me. He leaves the room in silence.

I take in my surroundings and realise I'm in the cottage I found behind the abandoned house. The room had that warm, cozy feeling. It looked like something out of the movies. I hear the door click and I turn my head to see an elderly woman with a bowl of soup. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up" she says.

"You didn't wake me" I tell her. She places the soup on the small table next to me. She then removes the towel on my forehead and tells me to sit up. "What happened?" I ask her

She then tells me at how she went out of her cottage to buy some more herbs and how she came back to see me lying on the grass, flower in my palm. She immediately knew what had happened and called her grandson over since she couldn't carry me inside. Then she made a herbal remedy, the only thing that could cure it, and she told me how she had let the fumes engulf the room. "It's a lucky thing I was fully in stock of those herbs my dear and that my grandson is always willing to help old grandma. Now eat this, it'll make the pain go away."

"Thank you" I say and take the bowl.

"I believe you know my grandson," she tells me, I nod and she smiles "I thought I recognised you from those pictures and the way he described you." She looks at me and I blush, feeling very self-conscious "Hmmm, he was right, beautiful indeed." My light pink blush turns darker and she laughs "I bet he never told you that now did he dearie? Of course he didn't, so stubborn and shy at times, tut tut. I'll send him in" And with that, she leaves the room. He thought I was beautiful? I shake my head and place the empty bowl down.

"Knock. Knock." A voice says. I giggle and he comes in, grinning. "How ya feeling Kimmy?"

"Don't call me that!" I tell him and playfully hit his arm

"And why not?"

"Because it's a horrible name and it's annoying!" I pout. He laughs

"Okay then, whatever you say" I smile and his expression changes. Eyes wide and curious, mouth slightly open and his gaze was like he was in another world. My smile slips and I dash to a mirror. "What's wrong?" He asks while I check for anything in my face.

"I don't see it." I frown. He doesn't ask me what I don't see, he just walks over so he's standing behind me.

"Now where's that special smile gone?" I struggle to not burst into a grin. I fail miserably and I smile a big open smile. He's back again, into that daze.

"Jack? Jaaack?" I wave my hand, trying to get his attention. He snaps back into reality and plods onto the couch. He pats the spot next to him and I plop down. "Your grandma's really nice"

"Of course she is, she always is"

"Must be great to be able to spend time with your grandma."

"Don't you spend time with yours?"

"No," I sigh "One died before I was born and the other, last year."

"Oh Kim" he whispers, the way he said it, sent shivers down my spine. He hugs me tightly and I squeeze tighter. He pulls away far too quickly in my opinion.

"But it's Ok" I say brightly, "I had some nice memories with her" he smiles at me and turns the TV on. I lean my head on his shoulder, not really knowing what I was doing. He stiffens and then I realise what I had just done. I was about to sit back up when I feel his arm snake its way around my waist. I feel my cheeks burning and I'm pretty sure his are a light tint of pink.

"Not in love with her at all, eh Jack?" I hear a soft whisper say behind me. I smile and snuggle closer to him and I feel his hold on me tighten and he places his chin on top of my head.

It's these type if moments that I will never forget and want to live in, forever.