Laughing, Sam and Danny landed on the ground just inside the park, screeches of,

"DANNY! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!" Fading away. The laughter died as Danny held her against him on the soft ground, a breeze coming through. He smiled warmly and leaned his head on the top of Sam's, snuggling closer to her.

"I can't believe she tried to tackle you." Sam giggled, blowing some of his hair out of her face. He grinned.

"I know, me neither. She is so desperate, it's scary." Sam sighed softly.

"But if she had gotten you, you wouldn't of...left me, would you?" Danny pulled back and sat up, bringing her up with him, holding onto her shoulders.

"Sam," He said seriously. "I'm not going to leave you." He had never seen her so upset about something. Ever since the had begun dating, every girl in Amity, (not to mention, 23 transfer students had recently come in,) had wanted to be his girlfriend, and Sam was always afraid that he was going to leave her for someone prettier, or someone he liked more.

He was always telling her how beautiful she was, why wouldn't she believe him?

"Sorry." She whispered. He smiled affectionately, hugging her.

"Can you believe this?" He whispered in her ear, making her shiver.

"What?" She whispered back.

He pulled back from their embrace.

"Look how far we've come. We used to be the best of friends. Now we're together, and happier than ever."

Danny smiled. He couldn't believe someone so beautiful and, and someone like her, would like someone like him. He was so clumsy and everything, he sometimes couldn't believe she hadn't broken up with him for one of those Goth guys at the private schools around town, and that she never got tired of his kisses. He knew he never got tired of hers.

"And we know each other so well. See, I can make you say my name." Danny said teasingly.

He pressed his lips to hers, his mouth heating up. He held her face in his hands, kissing her tenderly, lovingly. He gently licked her lower lip, making her moan, and sigh,

"Oh, Danny..." He didn't break the kiss to gloat. Her lips parted under his, making him groan and slip one hand around her waist, pulling her towards him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding herself to him, as she sighed longingly. After a few minutes, (It felt like a few years,) they broke apart. Sam sighed happily, and gently sat in his lap, as he held her.

"I remember when we first met." He said, smiling.

"Oh, yeah?" Sam asked.

"Yeah. It was funny. You didn't have any friends, and your mom actually offered to pay me to be friends with you."

"Did you take it?" Her tone was a bit cold, but Danny took no notice.

"Well, yeah, but I had always wanted to be--" He was cut off as she jumped out of his lap, making him fall to the ground. He looked up at her in bewilderment.

"Oh, so you've only been friends with me because my mother paid you to?!" She cried, angrily.

"No, Sam, I was like, six years old! I didn't--" But he got interrupted.

"As a six year old, you at least knew money was worth something! What, my mother's been paying you to be my friend all these years?! What, when you and Tucker hang out, you laugh at how dumb I am?!! And what's she paying you now, just to pretend to be my boyfriend, hm? One hundred? Two hundred?"

"Sam, I..." He reached for her, but she slapped his hand away, and it fell to the ground, dejectedly.

"What, does she give you twenty bucks every time you kiss me? Thirty five? Danny, I can't believe you!"

"Sam! I do not take money from your mom to be your boyfriend! I'm your boyfriend because I want to be!" Danny finally got his word in. Now he waited for the verdict.

"Usually I'd believe you, Danny, but this is too big to handle right now. I think we should break up." She said, hurrying away, to sob to Tucker.

Danny just fell back against the grass.


I just felt like writing this.