A/N: I had this story hanging around now for weeks, so I decided to do something about it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom.

"Stuck"

A certain raven haired boy fidgeted ever so slightly twisting the covers on him uncomfortably. His pillow seems too hard and too soft at the same time. He was drowning in insomnia.

Soft moon light crept across the floor of his room from his window as the clouds were pushed aside with the wind. Small dust particles floated in the illuminated area and shadows decorated the walls.
Every now and then cars would drive across and the shadows will do a little dance.

He looked at everything in his room trying his best to distract himself. His clothes were strewn around his room, and books scattered his desk. His bag was lying against his drawers with a few papers sticking out of it. 'Gotta clean up.' he mentally noted. 'Was supposed to earlier today...' the thought brought him directly to the reason why he didn't. It was because of a small group of people who just can't keep their noses to themselves. The party consisted of a techno-geek, a ghost maniac couple and their red headed daughter. They were the reason he was uncomfortable right now. They were the reason he couldn't sleep. They were the reason he couldn't clean his room. And the reason a soft warmth that was pressed on the small of his back. Danny froze as he felt the source of the warmth move.

"Danny?" a voice called out softly.

"Yeah?" he answered.

"Can't sleep?" she asked.

"No... Can you?"

The girl snorted. "Nope. Too busy thinking of pay back."

Danny chuckled. "Make sure Tucker gets the worst punishment. He openly admitted it was his idea."

"Of course." She mused.

Earlier that day when Danny had his friends come over they were greeted by his somewhat eccentric father with a large gun.

A few explanations after, the trio learnt it was a new invention to capture ghosts. It would shoot a blob of goop that was similar to glue and leave the enemy immobile.

Later that day Tucker had a marvelous idea to 'test' the invention. While Danny and Sam were watching a movie he slipped a little residue of the goop on Danny's hand. It was surprisingly light so the raven haired boy was completely clueless to his best friends' actions. It was easy, especially with Danny's arm hanging limply on the back of the couch.

As soon as the villain was caught and brought to justice the halfa jumped along the Goth beauty next to him and gave a high five.

"Uh you can let go of my hand now Danny."

"I - I can't." he said confused.

Danny frowned at the memory but a little part of him couldn't help feeling a little – happy. It's been a month since the dance and admitting to Tucker about his feelings for Sam. His frown deepened when he remembered about the boy trying to ask her out constantly. He was supposed to be happy for her and support her but he just – why can't I do it…I'm her best friend, she'd expect me to be there for her and I can't do that even.

But then again…what did she see in him anyway? And she probably doesn't like him at all because it's already been weeks and she hasn't given him a definite answer. This made the young halfa perk up a little, but it lasted as fast as it came. Who was he kidding? Danny sighed.

"You okay?" Sam asked.

"Huh? Oh, yeah." Danny covered up. "I guess I really just can't sleep."

Sam got up and looked down at him. The moon light did wonders to her at this very moment. Her pale skin seemed to glow and her hair seemed much glossier than it normally is. Amethyst eyes searched his icy blues with a hint of concern.

"Wanna go grab something to eat?" she suggested.

"Yeah." He breathed. "Sure."

The pair walked down the stairs, hand-in-hand, planning on attacking the cookie jar first. Somehow they managed to loosen the goop up a bit to position their hands a more comfortable way, Danny's fingers and Sam's were intertwined together, and the young halfa couldn't help but feel like her hands fit perfectly in his. As soon as they walked in and clicked the lights, they were drenched in a bright yellow glow. The teens shielded their eyes for a few minutes to adjust.

"I hate it when that happens." Sam groaned softly as her eyes finally gave into the light.

Danny grinned at her. "C'mon, before someone catches us."

Like little kids, they carefully maneuvered their way to the other end of the kitchen to snatch a few treats. Sam giggled feeling like they were doing something illegal. As soon as they reached their destination the lid of the cookie jar was off and munches could be heard lightly echoing around their quiet surroundings.

"Hey Sam?" Danny called out through his chocolate chip covered mouth.

"Don't talk with your mouth full Danny." She playfully scolded.

He swallowed quickly and brushed the crumbs off with the back of his hand. "I want to apologize. You know, for all this."

Sam raised an eye brow. "Are you apologizing for something Tucker did?"

"I know, weird right?" Danny chuckled. "But seriously, it must be awful being stuck like this."

The Goth just smiled and rolled her eyes.

After finishing 4 cookies each, they dusted their crumb coated fingers and quickly placing the lid back on the jar as if it wasn't touched at all, they scurried back towards the stair case. Once safely back in Danny's room, they laid back down on his bed both facing the ceiling. They didn't say anything for at least half an hour.

"We're so in trouble when your mom finds out half the cookies are missing." Sam said breaking the silence.

"Nah, we're only in trouble if we get caught." He joked.

"You're right. We can blame Tucker." She suggested, sleep evident in her voice.

"Perfect punishment." Danny agreed.

"By the way Danny," she yawned, and now he was sure she was going to fall asleep any time soon. "Your answer to the previous question."

"My previous question?" he turned to face her. They were so close, a little too close, but you can't blame them. The bed after all was only meant for one person.

The Goth simply nodded, her eyes starting to get heavy. "I don't mind being stuck with you." She gave him a warm smile before falling asleep.

Danny blinked a few times before the words seeped into his skull. He broke into a huge grin and felt the butterflies in his stomach go wild. He leaned in ever so quietly and placed a soft gentle kiss on his best friends' forehead.

"Good night Sam."

A/N: I think this is much better than the last. What do you guys think? :)