NOTES: If anyone has any plot bunnies they want to throw my way for future Will/Warren stories, please leave a comment telling me what they are. I might just select yours to be the bases for my next Sky High fanfiction! Don't however expect Will to be the "bottom" in this relationship. :D

BETA: TheSupernova

Chapter 3: Confession

Will took a deep breath, then another and attempted to ready himself to admit something he had been avoiding for far too long.

"Layla I— I want to go to the dance with Warren." It felt a relief to say it aloud, but he also felt a little silly.

"There, that wasn't so hard now, was it?" Layla said, as she reached around behind her. She picked up a phone and spoke into it. Will gulped.

"Did you hear that, Warren? He wants to go to the dance with you." Layla put the phone on speaker and pointed it towards Will.

"I'll be honored to go with you, Will Stronghold. Meet me for dinner at 5pm tonight, and I'll take you to the homecoming dance from there. Layla will give you the directions."

"Thanks Warren," Layla said as she hung up. "We were only going to the dance together to make you jealous. We needed a way to make you face up to your feelings."

"I… you… he…" Will stumbled over his words. "Warren just… we…"

Layla smiled and patted his shoulder reassuringly. "Come on. I'll find you something to wear for tonight while we let your brain catch up. I'll pinch you if you want, in case you're worried this is a dream."

Will managed to utter some more fragmented sentences before Layla dragged him into his bedroom to get ready.

Will had been standing in front of the Paper Lantern restaurant for about fifteen minutes. Layla looked at him from the driver's side window. The engine rumbled quietly in the background.

"How long are you going to make him wait?" Layla asked. "He knows you're here."

"I know that!" Will sniped back. When Layla raised an eyebrow, gave a sheepish look. "Uh, sorry."

When Will looked over, he caught Layla texting someone on her phone.

"If you are too afraid to go in…" she said, before hitting send. "Well, this is where I leave you now!"

"What? Wait, Layla—"

"Have fun!" she shouted as she rolled up the car window. "I'll see you at the dance!"

"Lay… la," Will sighed as he watched her drive away. Okay, he didn't need her anyways. Layla wasn't going on the date with him.

"Will."

Will looked up to see Warren walking towards him.

"Oh, uh, hi, Warren!" Will said. "It's great to see you! Here, with me, on a date. With me. I mean, uh…"

Warren laughed softly, and held out his hand for Will to take.

"I'm glad you showed up. I wasn't sure if you would," Warren said honestly.

"It took me weeks to sort out what I really wanted, so of course I'm not going to stand you up." Will laughed nervously. "And Layla wouldn't have let me even if I wanted to."

Warren stopped them just outside the front doors to the restaurant. "Hold on, there's something I want to do before we go in."

"And what's that?"

A devious smiled crossed Warren's lips as he leaned towards Will slowly.

"This," Warren said, kissing Will on the lips.

Some people believe that when you've found the right person, when you kiss for the first time, fireworks fill the sky, your knees will go weak and, somehow, you'll just know you've met the one.

Well, Will didn't see any fireworks, but he was sure he just found 'the one.'