Passion and Fire

AN: Just a little add-on to the movie I wrote in my spare time. My first fanfic so be kind, please.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything!

Warren Peace sat outside the noisy school looking at the stars as the Homecoming raged on. He had done the right thing, he had ignored his feelings and brought Layla and Will together but he couldn't help feel jealous. Layla had been the first person to look past his father's reputation and see him. He had tried to keep his self-imposed walls up but it hadn't worked. He had fallen for Layla Williams and hard.

As he was lost in thought the green hippie herself appeared and sat down beside him "Hey Warren," she said snapping him out of his own world and into this.

"Hey hippie, what are you doing over here I thought you'd be over there smooching Stronghold," Warren said nodding over to the hall.

Layla sighed and shock her head, "I told that I had mistaken sisterly love for something more, the kiss we had just confirmed my suspicions. It lacked passion..." she looked straight at Warren, "fire."

Warren blinked owlishly before catching on. He gave Layla that slow, sexy smirk that only he could give. He leaned closer, "Fire? Well let's see if we can fix that." They leaned towards each other and Warren and Layla both agreed, that what they did next most definitely had passion and fire. Lots of it.

Edited: 27/11/09 (it's still awful though; guess that comes with first fanfics)