(Corey's POV)

The past few weeks have been great. Laney was somewhat cool with the relationship, and Carrie was off my back. Also, it wasn't a secret anymore. Pretty much everyone knew, which was a huge weight off our shoulders. There was only one person who still didn't know: Trina. She's seen him come over many times, but thought he was just a friend. I honestly couldn't really care less if she knew or not. She's bound to find out sooner or later, anyway.

Currently, I was on the phone with Larry, planning what to do for a date this evening.

"We could go to the movies. My treat."

"I don't know. Doesn't that seem a little, I don't know...average?"

"Well, do you have a better idea?" He asked sarcastically. I thought for a moment, then had a great idea.

"Yes, actually. But it's a surprise."

"But-"

"No buts." I said, cutting him off. "Just meet me at the park."

"Can't it at least be somewhere else? We've been to the park so many times."

"Yes, it has to be the park. Don't worry, you'll see."

"Uh, okay. Whatever you say. What time?"

"Meet me at the entrance at 8:00."

"Okay, fine. Love you." I smiled, and my heart began to race upon hearing those words.

"Love you, too. Bye."

"Bye." He said, hanging up. I hung up, too, and set my phone down on the sofa next to me. 'Time to get started.' I thought as I got up.

(Larry's POV)

I sat on my bed, wondering what Corey was planning. You never know with that boy. I hugged my phone close to my chest and sighed, falling backwards onto my bed. I smiled as I thought about how perfect he was in every way. He made me feel warm and happy. What I felt for him was so much stronger than what I ever felt for Care. I loved him so much it hurt.

As I was lying there, I suddenly heard my doorbell ring. I was about to get up, then realized my parents could just get it. I continued lying there, deep in thought, until I heard my mom call from downstairs.

"Larry, it's for you!" I groaned and got up. I made my way downstairs, and went to where my mom was standing at the door. She opened the door wider so I could see who it was. I was surprised to see Carrie standing there. My mom walked away, leaving Carrie and I alone. I looked at her.

"Hey, Care. What's up?"

"Hey, Larr. I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out with me and the girls today." She said, smiling. I scratched the back of my head nervously.

"Oh, sorry Care. I can't. I already have plans with Corey." Her smile turned into a disapproving frown.

"Look, Larry. I support you and all, but lately, you and the Newmans have been growing farther apart." My eyes widened. She was making it sound like I wasn't even part of the Newmans.

"What do you mean, Care?" She looked intensely at me.

"You spend more time with Corey than us! It seems like every time I want to hang out, there's always some reason you can't, and it's always because of Corey!"

"That's not true!" I said defensively. She put her hands on her hips.

"Oh, yeah? When's the last time we hung out?" I opened my mouth to answer, but closed it quickly, as I didn't have one. I couldn't even remember the last time I hung out with the girls. Crap, she was right. I nodded and sighed in defeat.

"Okay, Care. I promise that I will try to hang out with you more." She smirked.

"Larry, 'try' is out of the question. We're going to hang out sometime this week, whether you have plans or not." I smiled and nodded.

"Sure thing, Care." She waved and started walking down my porch steps. I waved back and closed the door. Typical Carrie.

(Trina's POV)

I walked downstairs to see my plague of a brother gathering food in the kitchen. As disgusting as he was, curiosity got the best of me.

"Like, what are you doing?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"None of your business." He said, trying (and failing) to reach a bag of chips in the top cabinets. I laughed internally at his struggles. I looked around the kitchen to see a bunch of food laid out, and a large basket in the middle of it all. What the heck was he doing? As I watched him continue to struggle reaching the chips, I frowned when he finally got them. Boo. Losing all interest, I walked away. Time to go find hunky Nick Mallory!

(Larry's POV)

I looked at the clock to see that it was 7:49. Finally. I left my house and started walking down the street to where Corey had told me to meet him. When I got there, I saw him standing there with his adorable smile. He walked up to me.

"Hi, Larry." He said, giving me a quick kiss. I blushed.

"Hey, Corey." I said. "So, what did you have in mind that was so great that you couldn't tell me what it was?" I saw a small blush grace his face as he continued smiling. He grabbed ahold of my hand and began pulling me along.

"You'll see." He said mysteriously. As he was pulling me along, I saw that we were heading into a secluded part of the park that I never even knew existed. It was a bit dark, thought, and I couldn't really see much. I stumbled a few times, but Corey caught me. How could he see where he was going? "Okay, stop here." He said. We both stopped, and Corey let go of my hand. He walked off to go do something.

"Uh, Corey? What are you doing?"

"I said 'you'll see.'" He said. After a couple minutes, I heard a click, and the whole place suddenly lit up. I could see everything. I saw a beautiful willow tree, the branches just barely touching the ground. There were lights hanging from said branches. A couple feet away from it was a huge blanket lied out. On it was a large basket with food around it. There were candles around the blanket as well, giving off a soft, comforting glow. I was shocked with the beautiful scene. I felt Corey walk up behind me. I turned to face him.

"Y-you did this...for me?" I asked. He just smiled.

"You like it?" He asked. I suddenly threw myself at him, and wrapped my arms around him, giving him a tight squeeze.

"I love it." I said sincerely. He hugged me back and kissed the top of my head.

"I thought you might." He said, letting me go. I let go as well, and began walking towards the picnic spot. I sat down, and he sat next to me. As we were eating, we talked about various subjects. Our bands, personal lives, and anything else that came to mind. When we were finished, we packed the leftovers into the basket and, once again, sat next to each other on the blanket, enjoying the night.

I sat next to him, and rested my head on his shoulder. He rested his head on top of mine. We just sat there in silence, enjoying each other's company. Suddenly, a cold gust of wind blew through, making me shiver. Corey took notice and put his arm around me. He looked at me lovingly as I snuggled into his side, smiling. We sat there a while until I began to nod off, thanks to the quiet and Corey's warmth. I heard chuckling, causing me to open my eyes all the way. I looked up to see Corey looking down at me.

"Tired?" He said jokingly. As if on cue, I yawned. "I'll take that as a yes. Wanna go home?" I nodded as he stood up. He helped me up as well. I helped him fold up the blanket and pack it up. Right before we parted ways, I grabbed his hands.

"Thanks for an amazing night." I told him.

"Was it better than going to the movies?" I let go of his hands and put my arms around his neck.

"Much better." I said, giving him a kiss. He smiled and kissed back. When we parted, we gave each other one last hug before going our separate ways.

(Two days later)

(Corey's POV)

I had Larry over at my house. We were in the living room, watching some crappy 'B' movie. It was fun because we would often laugh and point out how bad the acting was, or how fake the graphics were. At one point, we saw the boom mike, and we just broke down laughing.

"Are they doing this on purpose or something?!" I said, trying to catch my breath.

"I don't know!" Larry laughed, trying to do the same. Suddenly, his face changed. He had stopped laughing, but was still gasping for air. I got close to him, worry taking over.

"Larry? Are you okay?!" He was still gasping, and I was having a freaking panic attack! I heard him trying to say something, but it wasn't understandable. "What?!" I asked, freaking out.

"A...as...asthma. In...haler" I heard him wheeze out. I mentally facepalmed. I had completely forgotten about his asthma!

"Right." I said, rushing for his bag. I rummaged through it, looking for his inhaler. I finally found it in the side pocket. I grabbed it and hurried back over to him. I gave it to him, and he shakily brought it up to his mouth and took a couple hits of it. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally started breathing normally. He gave his inhaler back to me, and I put it back in the bag. I came back over and sat next to him. "You okay?" I asked, worried. He nodded.

"Yeah, thanks." He said, smiling.

"You really scared me." I told him. He shook his head.

"Don't worry. It happens all the time." I looked and saw his hand on his lap. I reached over and put my hand on his.

"Hey, it's my job to worry." I smiled at him. He looked over at me and gave me a kiss. That's when I heard a gasp come from behind us. We broke this kiss immediately, and looked. There stood Trina, her jaw dropped and eyes wide. Oh, great.