Disclaimer: I do not own Pretty Little Liars

I decided to put together my own Hanna and Caleb Story, I love them together. This kind of starts with the kissing scene in the last episode. I don't know yet if it will stay a one-shot or if I wanna keep going and put up the rating. Let me know what you guys think.

The beginning of Caleb and Hanna

„And you feel like you have to throw done too?" He looked at her, questioning. He wasn't embarrassed about the whole shower incident at all. He felt totally comfortable and confident about himself. He had realized that Hanna had more trouble with the whole thing.

He liked her no doubt about that, from the day he had met her she had fascinated him somehow. She seemed so strong, confident, bossy maybe even bitchy and very snobby. Usually really not the type of girls he was interested in. At first he really had just wanted her help to find new clients, he felt like she owned him for the car thing. On the other hand, he asked himself why he had helped her out with that, she hadn't asked or paid him to do it. It remained a mystery. Maybe his mind had played a trick on him. Subconsciously, he obviously had wanted to know more about the blond. He hung out with her so she could introduce him to other potential clients and during that time, he began to discover that beneath all that hard put together exterior, Hanna was actually very different and he felt the need to learn more about her.

When she had offered him the couch in her basement he did not hesitate to say yes. The plan to go to Arizona was forgotten pretty quickly. After all, he still went to school here and he really did want to graduate. He wanted a future not just a loser life like the rest of his not really existing family. He wanted to make something of himself and to start that, he needed a place to stay. Of course it would also give him the opportunity to get closer to her. So he had decided to stick around for a bit and see what was going to happen.

Everything had been going well, even though he knew something was bothering her. Something that she wasn't telling him was going on and she was scared of it, whatever it was. It had led to the fight with Ari and the little encounter they had had that night sitting on the stairs. He was pretty positive however that it had nothing to do with him even if he knew Hanna's friends didn't really approve of him.

He thought that they had gotten closer during the time he had spent in her house so far. He definitely called her a friend and he would be laying if he'd deny being attracted to her. They talked about everything and nothing. He kept his family/foster family situation from her and they avoided speaking of the time when Allison was still alive. He had tried to ask her about all that but she had changed topic. He had a feeling that her early teenage years hadn't been her happiest for some reason. He hoped that sometime, they'd be ready to share though.

He was still looking at the embarrassed Hanna standing in front of him. God he hoped they could fix this, even if he already had his bag packed, he did not really want to leave. From Hanna's attitude that day though he thought he really just was the guy in her basement to her. He thought he had started to know the real Hanna, and he felt like she understood him, saw more in him than the outsider bad boy that he seemed to be to everybody else. All the nights watching movies together and talking while her mom was out were apparently forgotten now, all the time together just gone. He had to admit that it hurt him, and for him this was a definite sign that he had feelings for that girl. If she didn't have the least, he preferred to leave, cause if he stayed he would definitely fall for her.

She had managed to look up to him, into his eyes. "What if I don't want to?" Was she for real? Did she really think he wanted payback for everything he was doing? Her voice was kind of small, he didn't know if it was just because she felt uncomfortable talking about this or because she really thought he was serious or would laugh at her. He was taken aback by how small, delicate and insecure she seemed in this moment. He kept his face calm, he needed her to know that he took this whole thing seriously, that for once he wasn't making jokes. "Then that's ok." He didn't miss the short flash of surprise in her eyes.

"Look Hanna, I'm sorry for what happened ok, I'm sorry it made you feel uncomfortable. It's the last thing I want, really. And I think Ieaving is probably the best thing to do. Things like this morning could easily happen again while I'm hiding here, it's only a matter of time till your mom finds out I'm sleeping over. I don't want to get you into trouble or make this any harder for you." He was reaching for his bag on the table when Hanna finally realized what he'd just said.

"So what, you're just gonna leave? I mean where are you gonna go? Arizona? I thought you wanted to finish school, you know do something, and now you're just giving up on all that and moving miles and miles away from here? Leaving your friends behind? Just like that?" she did sound a bit angry and disappointed now. She had given him shelter when he'd needed it. She had become his friend, spent time with him, helped him out as much as she could and now he was just leaving her? She didn't want that, she wanted, needed him to stay with her. He turned around to look at her. He was determined to keep his calm, she was agitated enough, he didn't need to be too.

"What friends Hanna? There's nothing here for me, no family nothing. I can finish school in Arizona too you know. They do have schools there."

"What about me?" she spat at him fighting tears in her eyes. Had he really just told her she didn't matter the least to him? How could he? He still looked at her calmly.

"What about me, hu? Am I nobody? So I'm not your friend then? Just a girl who let you sleep in her basement? That's it? Fine, then go:" she was yelling at him at this point. Caleb had put his bag back down. So did she have some kind of feelings for him? Was she trying to make him stay? It was just too much. He went through his hair with both his hands and sighed.

"I can't do this anymore Hanna. You're not making my already screwed up life any easier you know"

She was barely listening to him, just trying to get calm again while staring at the floor.

"I don't want you to go." Had he heard her right or was it just his imagination. Her voice was so low he really didn't know.

"What" she lifted her head up and giving him a quick look.

"I said, I don't want you to go Caleb." She sounded so sincere; he knew he was telling him the truth. He walked over to her and stopped right in front of her.

"Why?" she did not answer him. He put his hand under her chin and made her look at him. She did. He felt very bold suddenly. He needed to clear things up here. Did she see him as just a friend or was there more to them?

"Why not Hanna?" Her eyes looked away from him for a second and she was quiet. He didn't push her further, he knew she would answer, she just needed to find her words, even if they'd be disappointing to him, he needed to hear what she had to say so he could make the right decision for himself.

"What if I do want to?" hu? He was a bit taken aback by her answer. What was she talking about now? He did not understand?

"What if you want to what?" he needed her to explain.

"What if I do want to throw down too?" there was no kidding or anything, this was a serious, sincere question and he finally understood what she was referring to.

"That's okay too." He simply said. She looked at him for a few seconds. Then something in her mind finally clicked, she needed Caleb, she somehow had fallen in love with him and all she could think about right now was kissing him. So she gathered all the courage she could find and decided that for once, she needed to make the first move. He was right there, patiently waiting for her reply. She needed to persuade him that he needed to stay. She took one step closer to him, still looking at him. Their noses almost touched. He didn't make a move though, he needed her to go for it, she needed to take the decision, it was hard though when he really just wanted to pull her against him and put his lips on hers. They remained like this for a little bit, just being close to each other. Hanna closed her eyes, she could feel his breath on her face from their proximity. When she finally opened her eyes again, she found him still looking at her, His brown eyes were so warm and soft, she didn't know if she had seen them like that before. Somehow they gave her a sense of security. Finally, she turned her head and stood on her toes so she could reach his lips and then finally, she felt his under hers. It was a very, soft, save kiss and she stood back down looking at him, not really knowing if he was on the same page with her anymore. He put one hand on her waist and pulled her close again, then put his other hand on her cheek and went for another kiss. This time there was nothing slow or chaste about it anymore. She couldn't even describe what she was feeling, except that it was the moste wonderful thing she had experienced so far. She had never been kissed like that or had not felt like that while being kissed by Sean. Sean had always treated her like a delicate flower, Caleb was different. He made her knees weak and she was more than glad he was still holding her firmly against him cause she was sure her legs would have given in otherwise.

AN: I'm always grateful for reviews and suggestions. Thanks for reading!