Ah - the whirlwhind romance, complete with chaperone. Rocky and I were allowed our first date without a chaperone. Pizza and a movie in the big city an hour away. That was the last time we were ever allowed to be alone, other than the evening he proposed to me. Not that anything happened on that first date. Maybe it's because Rocky's mom was more trusting of him than my parents were of me, and we were on his turf.
I remember going to see Superman (this dates me, the one with Christopher Reeves). Every time the screen got bright my brother, who was sitting about 4 people to the left of us (we went in a big group), would lean forward and look down the row to make sure hands were where they were supposed to be.
My family didn't want us to sit on the sofa together. We couldn't look at each other, let alone hold hands. So maybe that's why we had our first date in late November, were engaged in January, and married in May.
BTW - we weren't teenagers when this all happened. I was 21, he was 24.