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Things remained the same after the "Welcome Back Festival" back in August. We didn't share any classes this semster, so it was nearly impossible to see each other face to face. And when we managed to snag some private time, someone (nosy professors and roommates) or something (speeding cars or barking dogs) would interrupt us.

I know people probably think, "You two obviously like each other AND acknowledge the mutual feelings! So why don't you date already?!"

Well, it is not that simple. We are friends-best friends- and now that we are letting our feelings grow, we need to sit down and lay everything out before we take the next step. Relationships can only work out if both parties are on the same page and are truly committed.

At least, that is how I feel about it.

Besides, we are still bickering about who gets to ask.

Is it stupid? Yes.

Frustrating? Yes.

But that is how we are going about it.

In mid-October, after midterms, Miles and I finally had some quality time together. After tossing a few ideas back and forth, we decided to see the new horror movie, "The Ring." Student Life was giving out free tickets for the first fifty students, so we took advantage of it.

The local movie theatre was a tiny place built inside a former beauty salon. There were a total of four different theatres in the building, each featuring a different film. It seemed like "The Ring" was only popular with college students since half of the line consisted of people from our school.

"If you get scared, short stack, feel free to throw your arms around me." Miles teased as we took our seat.

"Pfft." I snorted. "I should be saying the same to you. Trust me, horror movies do nothing to me."

"Putting on the tough girl act, huh?" He snickered, the lights dimming. "Well, my offer still stands."

"Whatever, Miles."

Later the night, I lay in my bed, burrowed under the blankets and on the verge of slumber.

The movie was actually pretty good. Both Miles and I jumped at a few parts, but we laughed about it on the drive back.

Giving a light chuckle, I was just about to shut my eyes when I heard something tap on the door.

I sat up in bed, listening closely.

Who could it be at this late hour?

When there wasn't another tap, I shrugged and lay back down.

*Tap* *Tap*

I shot straight up, hoping whoever was behind that door had good intentions.

'Please let it be the R.A. giving out free coffee samples again.'

Carefully, I crawled out of bed and tip toed to the door to peek out the peephole.

In the faint hallway light, I could make out a tall figure.

I was about to run back to bed and pull the covers over me when the figure spoke up.

"Short stack, it's me."

I cracked the door open and poked my head out.

Sure enough, it was Miles in his AC/DC t-shirt and Mickey Mouse pajama bottoms.

"Are you trying to give me a heart attack?!" I hissed, my heart still beating a thousand miles an hour.

"Well I didn't know if you were asleep or not." He whispered back.

"What do you want, Miles?" I groaned, leaning against the doorway.

"My roommate is out, and I don't want to sleep by myself. Can I crash here tonight?"

Oh you've got to be shitting me.

"Did that stupid movie scare you that much?!"

"Hey, when I went to the bathroom, I thought I saw Samara in the mirror; I nearly crapped myself!"

"Miles, you are a 6'2" man who knows all of Bruce Lee's moves by heart. I think that little girl is more scared of you than you are of her." I was two seconds away from slamming the door in his face and going back to bed.

"C'mon, Young-ja! It is freezing out here! I promise to leave before Mary Ann wakes up."

Remind me again why I decided to place my affections in this boy.

I glared at him a moment longer before opening the door and shooing him in.

"Thank you, short stack. You're a lifesaver."

"Oh shut up and get into bed."

"Actually, I can just lie on the fl-."

"Get. . Into. Bed."

The next three minutes was spent trying to get comfortable in a bed meant for one person.

"Ouch! Get your knee out of my back!"

"Shut up, Miles! You're going to wake up Mary Ann, and it's not my fault this bed was built for Polly Pockets!"

"I told you to let me sleep on the floor!"

"And what if Mary Ann wakes up in the middle of the night and steps on you by accident? You could get hurt, and I'll get in trouble!"

"Well anything is better than having your foot up my-Wait, you are actually concerned for my safety when I'm trespassing in your room? How sweet, short stack."

"Shut up and go to sleep."

You know in those romantic movies and novels when two people share a bed, and they wake up all snuggled together and everything is beautiful?

That is a load of horseshit.

I woke up to find myself mashed against the wall with no blanket, while Miles was stretched out over the entire bed with the blanket to himself.

"Jerk." I grumbled to myself, turning over and shaking his shoulder. "Miles, wake up. You need to go back to your room."

He swatted me away and turned over, snoring away.

"Oh no you don't." I climbed on top of him and began poking his face nonstop.

"Wake up, wake up, wake up, w-."

"Ngh! Dammit stop!" Miles grabbed my hand and opened his eyes, annoyance clear in them. "What the hell, short stack?"

"It is seven in the morning. Mary Ann wakes up at 7:05. You need to get up and go."

"Mhm. Fine." He sighed, rubbing his face before looking up at me. "Any particular reason why you're sitting on my chest?"

"I had to wake you up somehow, you lazy bum."

He gave a light chuckle and reached up to grasp a lock of my hair.

"Nice bedhead, by the way."

"Be quiet," I huffed, a light blush forming across my cheeks. "Anyways, hurry up and go."

"Not yet. There is one more thing I want to ask you." He hummed, twirling the lock of my hair around his finger.

I rolled my eyes and sighed.

"What is it? Do you want breakfast in bed too?"

"No, I want to ask you to be my girlfriend."

I froze in place and leered at the man beneath me.

The jerk beat me to it.

I averted my eyes, not expecting him to pop the question so suddenly.

"Your answer, cara mia?" Miles inquired, that cocky smirk on his face.

I fumbled to formulate a coherent sentence when something clicked in my brain.

That smirk. That nickname.

That bastard.

"Jerk!" I screeched, hitting him with a stuffed animal. "You were never scared of that movie! You just wanted to spend the night so you could ask the question first!"

"A gold star for Ms. Park!" He cackled, grabbing the stuffed rabbit and tossing it across the room. "Though she has unmasked my evil plan, I have yet to hear her answer."

I glared at him with all my might before cracking a smile and poking his nose.

"Of course, you dolt."

"Then I promise to treat you well, my dear." He kissed the back of my hand. "I'm now the luckiest guy on Earth."

"Getting cavities from all the sweet crap you're puking out?" I teased, though the kiss on the hand did make my heart do a flip.

"My teeth are rotten actually, but it is worth it if it makes you happy."

My cheeks flushed a deep red, but I giggled when I saw Miles' do the same.

"Shit that was cheesy."

"It was," I admitted, "but it did make me happy."

"Then it was worth it. But don't expect me to spew all this gooey crap every time we meet. "

I laughed and peeked over at the clock.

"Oh crap, we have a minute before Mary Ann wakes up!"

I was about to crawl off him, but Miles held me in place with an impish grin.

"Will my beautiful girlfriend grace her stupid boyfriend with a kiss first?"

Oh my gosh, our first kiss.

Why did it have to been when my hair is a mess, and I have morning breath?!

I gulped and slowly nodded.

"Um, sure."

I leaned forward, my lips getting closer to his.

My heart was pounding so loudly that I swore everything in the dorm could hear it.

I could feel his breath on my lips, and I closed the gap between us.

Well, I would've if Mary Ann's alarm didn't go off.

"Shit!" I smacked my hand over Miles' mouth and launched myself off of him.

"Wh-?!"

I shushed him and covered him with the blanket and all of my stuffed animals.

"C-can't breathe!"

"Suck it up," I whispered to him just as Mary Ann opened her eyes.

"Hmm, Young-ja?"She yawned, stretching her arms. "You're up early."

"Y-yeah." I tried to keep my tone even. "I was going to do some studying. It is never too early to learn something new."

"You're such a nerd." She crawled out of bed, strutted to the closet and grabbed a change of clothes. "Well, I'm going to take a shower."

"Enjoy it!" I smiled, hoping it didn't look too fake.

"Um, I guess I will?" Mary Ann made her way to the bathroom. "Enjoy your studying then."

"Oh I will."

She shook her head and locked the door behind her.

The second Mary Ann was gone, Miles threw the blankets and dolls off him and took a big gasp of air.

"Are you trying to suffocate me?!"

"Hey, you're lucky I acted quickly. If she caught sight of you, we'd be in so much tr-."

"Young-ja?"

I slammed the blankets back on Miles' face at lighting speed and faced Mary Ann with a smile.

"Yes?"

"Could you pick up some more towels from Student Life? We are almost out."

"Of course! I'll get right on that!"

"Thank you." Then she locked the door once again.

I waited a few seconds before lifting the blanket.

"Sorry about that. Did I hit your eye? Looks like it hurts."

"No it tickles." Miles moaned, clutching the left side of his face. "Of course it hurts, genius."

"Let me see." I leaned forward and tried to move his hand, worried I gave him a blackeye.

"Sike!" He pulled me onto the bed and trapped me in his arms. "Haha, you are my prisoner now!"

"Miles!" I shrieked, trying to wiggle myself out. "You liar!"

"Consider it payback." He laughed. "First, you tease me with an almost kiss. Second, you try to suffocate me under a Hello Kitty blanket. And now, you punch me in the eye!"

"I said I was sorry. Grow up, Miles!"

"But sorry doesn't make me feel better. Instead, how about a-."

I pecked him on the lips, laughing at the pure shock on his stupid face.

"Consider it payback."

"Rude." He smiled, cupping my face in his hands. "You call that a kiss? Let's try that again, shall we?"

He pulled me in once again, and we had our first proper kiss.

People say you see sparks or hear angels sing when you kiss someone, but that wasn't true for this.

There was no fireworks or romantic soundtrack, but this warmth that spread throughout my body.

Warmth like hugging a loved one after a long trip or cuddling next to a fireplace on a snowy day.

That is the only way to truly describe it: warm and comforting.

Slowly, we pulled away, red faced with big goofy grins.

"Feel better now?" I smirked.

"Much better, but another kiss wouldn't hurt."

I covered my lips with my hand and snickered at his vexed expression.

"Not so fast, Miles. Mary Ann is not going stay in that shower forever, and now that we are dating, there are several factors that need to be addressed."

"Like what?"

"Like meeting the parents, genius."

"…..Oh, crap."

A/N: Now it is time to meet the parents!