Patricks Pov

Sierra almost fell down the stairs. I could tell she wasn't used to heels. I laughed as I caught her. I put her down and let her regain her balance.

"Wow. " I plainly stated. She was in a red, one-strap dress that flowed down to just below her knees. Her red and black heels were about six inches tall which were six more than she was used to. Her long, blonde hair was clipped to one side. Vibrant red lipstick covered her lips as she laughed at me.

"Stop drooling, Stump." She grinned. I couldn't stop staring at how beautiful she was. She could take anyone's breath away with one glance. She made my heart beat uncontrollably.

"S-sorry. You look... Amazing." I blushed. My head hung a little as I clenched fists inside of my pockets. Let's face it. I'm a nervous wreck. My palms were sweaty; I was shaking. My heart was beating so fast, you'd think it was about to explode.

"Thanks. You don't look so bad, yourself." She smiled. I looked down at my clothing. I was in a grey suit with a red bow-tie. I had my only pair of dress shoes on. My best impersonation of an adult, I guess.

"Do we have to go?" She whined. We were headed to a party at Pete's. We actually were throwing Joe a surprise party for his birthday. Pete wanted it to be a huge, fancy blowout with a DJ and balloons and crap.

"Yes. It'll be fun." I insisted. She rolled her eyes and I let out a soft chuckle. She was never the partying type. She's more of the 'Let's watch Supernatural in our PJs' type. Kinda why I love her. She's so... different.

"'Trickyyyyyyyyyyyy!" She whined. I leaned over and kissed her cheek. I saw a smile creep onto her face at the slight interaction. Her eyes traveled up and down my body, scanning every fiber of my being.

"Whaaaaaaattttt?!" I asked, clearly mocking her whiny tone. My trembling hands made their way out of my pockets. I wrapped one arm around her, and leaned my head close to hers. Very close. I smirked as I whispered into her ear. "Please?" I begged.

I saw goosebumps rise on her skin. "Okay." She smiled. She turned to face me. A huge smile was plastered on her face. "You're so persuasive." Her cheeks were almost crimson now. Her bottom lip quivered slightly.

I raised my other arm and wrapped it around her neck. Her head found its way to my chest. "I know." I grinned, kissing her head. She looked up and crashed her lips against mine. I nibbled at her bottom lip slightly, letting some if her Cherry Red lipstick scrape into my mouth. I heard her giggle a little before she pulled away.

"What are we even doing?" She giggled. I could see the blush in her cheeks was way darker than before. Her lipstick wasn't as vibrant. Courtesy of me. Her eyes gleamed with longing curiosity.

"Slow dancing?" I suggested. No. I could tell she wasn't exactly keen on that idea. I want either. We both were pretty bad at dancing. Like i said, not the partying type. Either of us. I knew exactly what she was thinking, though. "Later." I mumbled into her ear.

"Fine." She kissed my cheek and we walked out.

----At the Party----

I opened the door and stuck my hand out for her. "M' lady." I smiled. She placed her hand in mine and pushed herself out of the car. I was slightly embarrassed at how sweaty my palms were.

"Dweeb." she grinned. That made me laugh. She's so cute. Her little hint of a southern accent. Her laugh. Her eyes. Everything.

We walked in seeing a dark kitchen and living room with lights flashing. here goes nothing. Lets do this.

--a/n--

So this is delayed, but I have a boyfriend. I'm not gonna mention who unless he does. Anyway, he loves this story and has been nagging at me to update forever so.... Here you go you little fudgeball.

I love you my carcrashovercastyoungbloods

-Emily aka foblvr