Author's Note: I've had some complaints about my story.

And I certainly sure everyone has an opinion.

But please, ignore the slight OOC element in the story

And I will be eternally grateful

PS. I was just trying out the whole "baby" thing. I guess it doesn't work huh? Sorry for the wait

2) A Kiss in the Dark

Skipper set up a spot by the fireplace. He had to go out to get some groceries.

Creepie didn't mind. She could wait. She looked around this old oak-lined building with great interest. The architecture was old and new and it was so… well creepy.

There was no way else to describe it. It was so gothic, so weird, so WICKED!

Skipper came back with a bag of food and a couple blankets. He gave her a sweet smirk.

"You like it?" he said coming in and walking over to Creepie.

"I love it!" she said running over to hug Skipper.

He laughed and gave her a kiss.

"I knew you would" he said walking back into the kitchenette.

She grabbed her clothes bag and walked into the bathroom. "I'll be right back" she said. "I need to change my clothes."

"Alright babe." Skipper said. "I'll be sitting by the fireplace." He said kissing her on the cheek.

She shut the door. Skipper sat by the fireplace.

About twenty minutes later, after the sun had set completely and Skipper had

started the fire, Creepie walked in with a wide smile on her face.

Skipper turned his head to greet her but words seemed to fail him as he finally saw what she was hiding from him.

She was wearing the dress her friend Chris-Alice bought her on her last birthday, and the one she said she'd "NEVER EVER WEAR", even for him, which kind of disappointed him (well, until now).

It complimented her figure very well, plus it was a not-too-low V-neck and his favorite shade black. He always wanted her to wear, well, at least once.

And she was wearing it tonight, just to make him happy. He loved it but he knew something was up. She always tried to distract him when something bad happened.

Creepie beamed at him. "What do you think?" she said.

He looked at her dazed for a second. "You look beautiful." was all he said "but why don't you come over here so I can get a better look at how beautiful you really are?" he said patting the blanket next to him.

She did so, and as she laid her head on his chest, and as he kissed her hair, he whispered "OK Creepie, talk to me now. Tell me everything."

She sighed and started.

She explained about the girls, the teasing, and the annoying flirting by Harry, and of course, the fight.

He sat there quietly, holding her a little tighter each time the story got worse.

After she finished, a few tears escaped her face and Skipper slowly kissed them away.

"Why didn't you tell me about this?" he said softly.

"I didn't want you to feel sorry for me." Creepie whispered.

He tilted her head so she could look into his eyes.

"Why on Earth would I do that?" Skipper said.

"Because…because I don't want you to come to my rescue."Creepie said finally. She stood up and looked away from him.

He stood up behind her.

"At least not all the time" Creepie said looking at him with watery eyes. She put her arms around his neck. He looked at her quietly.

"Skipper, I love you, but I can take care of myself. I don't always need you to take care of me." She said. She sighed. Before Skipper could even answer, she said "It was nice that you brought me here but I think I want to go home now." she turned away from him and walked away from the pile of blankets.

Before she could even grab her bag, Skipper grabbed her by the waist, turned around and gave her a mind-blowing kiss.

He pulled away and smiled at her and as he kissed her neck and lifted her up bridal style he whispered "First off, don't you know I know how independent you are? And don't you know how much I love that about you?"

All Creepie could do was blush. He laid her down flat on her back, back on the blankets. He stroked her gently.

"Creepie I love you and I want to protect you-" he said.

"I know, I know but promise me one thing" Creepie said. He nodded gently. "Let me take care of myself sometimes, OK?" she said.

He smiled "OK" he looked around the room for a minute. "Do you think we should tell them I brought you here?" Skipper said. He was referring to Creepie friends at school.

"I don't think they have to know" Creepie said smiling back.

"Do you meet here, every Friday, after school? I want to come to a place where we don't have to worry about paparazzi and fans and annoying fangirls and parent and-"

Creepie pulled him down into kiss. "It'll be our little secret."

Skipper smiled and kissed her back, feeling more heat around him than from the fire.

THE END

Author's Note: I know. I have failed you all.

Sorry if the chapter is a little disappointing.

But if you want me to continue writing, flame if you must but please REVIEW!-Red Jay