Summary: AU. So dating the most popular guy in school is something that gets you places apparently. Dating Dean Winchester seems to be something that every girl dreams of, but it's not all it's cracked up to be. Dean/OC. Inspired by Emeli Sandé's 'My Kind of Love'. Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. I only own Mia Fox.

A/N: I've been feeling a little down lately, and when I heard the song that inspired this fic, I knew it described me in a lot of ways, and the kind of love I've experienced, but it also inspired me to write the story of someone else experiencing such love in a different way, in a different environment. I know I need to delete some of my other fics, so if you want to save any please either review the fic, PM me, or vote on the poll on my profile. I've had several requests of stories to keep so if you do have any, please leave them and soon. Completed fics, completed fics with sequels and one-shots are safe, as well as request fics and the Paths series.

As for this new story, please enjoy, please review and if you have the time, please listen to the song that inspired this fic. It's fabulous!

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My Kind of Love

Chapter One

There are things that people don't expect to happen when their life takes a good turn.

Mia Fox was just an average girl. Plain, didn't wear make-up, short brown hair that curled and just touched her shoulders, sparkling blue eyes and full lips. She studied hard, wore rather plain clothes, didn't really go out much except to see her friends and she hung out with the group considered the misfits. Yet somehow, with all this 'against' her, she'd managed to end up in a relationship with the most popular boy at Lawrence High School.

Dean Winchester's feelings for her had been there for a long time it seemed but he'd never shown them, and Mia's friends, Chuck Shurley and Becky Rosen had warned her that his motives may not be as honest and true as Mia thought, but things actually were going well between them. For the month they'd been together things were good. They slept at one another's houses, did homework together, went places together, and Mia had even been to a few parties. Things were pretty great for them both, and even though Dean was a little pushy with regards to sleeping with Mia, he held back when she said no.

Dean's reputation, however, seemed to come before Mia at times. Like if his friends made a nasty comment about Mia, to save face, Dean would tell her what to wear or do to make sure the girls and guys in his 'entourage', as Mia called them, would approve of her. Dean, in reality, was a frightened boy beneath his macho bravado, and he knew that Mia could see through him like she was looking through a window.

It was the thing that was keeping him awake as he stared at Mia's bedroom ceiling, his girlfriend in his arms. It was a Saturday, which meant hanging out at the park with the others. His younger brother Sam, their best friend Castiel Novak, his girlfriend Meg Masters, then there was the rest of the group. British student, Crowley Talbot and his sister Bela, Crowley's girlfriend Ruby Masters, sister of Meg, and Bela's boyfriend Gabriel Milton, Zachariah Adler, Michael Milton, Gabriel's brother, Jo Harvelle and her brother Ash. All of them were top of the pecking order at school, but they weren't total dicks about it. They just seemed to be cooler but weren't jerks about it. Meg and Ruby were slightly bitchy, and Zachariah sometimes let his snobbish side come through but usually the group were seen as the good guys.

Mia stirred within Dean's hold, her body rippling almost as she stretched to wake herself. Dean's eyes followed her movement's and he turned himself carefully when she rolled herself onto her back, leaning down and capturing her lips in a tender, deep kiss. She wasn't even fully awake by then so the contact was a shock, but after a surprised yelp, Dean broke the kiss to hush her gently as he stroked her face to calm her.

"Sorry..." He whispered, "Shhh, it's just me."

He kissed her lips again, feeling her relax beneath him. Their eyes met, blue to green like the ocean on a sunny day, and with a deep breath, Dean began to damn near devour her mouth which sent her into shivers and heavy breathing. He forgot that she wasn't used to such contact at all and that every feeling was new to her. When they broke apart, her slender fingers caressed his face before her hands trailed to his bare shoulders, and her nails dug into his back as he softly nipped her neck and suckled rapidly, drawing the blood to the surface of her skin to form a beautiful love bite.

"Morning, angel..." He whispered, using the name he never used under any circumstances in front of another human.

"Good morning..." She replied with a gentle smile, "It's good to see you..."

Dean beamed as she kissed him again, pressing his head to hers and kissing her eyelids delicately, like they were the wings of a butterfly. Their fingers entwined as Dean brought her hand to his lips, kissing each knuckle with gentle brushes of lips. They spent the weekends together at one another's homes despite them not living too far from each other, but their parents wanted to ensure they spent enough time together and felt the freedom they deserved, as well as showing their children they could trust them. They even let them share a bed, but of course there were some rules in place. They had to leave the door open for a start, they had to change clothes in separate rooms, and in the beginning Mia would stay in the Winchester's guest room and Dean would stay in the Fox's guest room.

Dean was drawn away from his thoughts by a grimace that was plastered onto Mia's face. She reached up, almost unsure, carefully caressing his lightly stubbled cheek. Dean was becoming a man now. Stubble was something he liked and Mia liked, so he kept it when it grew. He never let it get too long, just enough to leave a light scratching sensation when they kissed. Both of them liked it, and Mia just had a thing for stubble.

"You seem distant..." She said softly, delicate voice breaking the silence of the room, "Is everything alright?"

To be honest, it wasn't. He was worrying about his girlfriend, because of the treatment she received from his friends. They didn't see her as Dean's perfect match. They didn't really see her as someone who could fully fit in with the group, but they accepted her as much as possible because she was a lovely girl, and she made Dean happy. It was people like Ruby and Meg who had a problem because her dress sense didn't quite fit the group's style. She'd started wearing make-up at Dean's request because he didn't want the girls to pick on her. He didn't want to hear the girls criticise her, so to make Dean happy, she wore make-up now, and she had to admit, she did like looking prettier.

"Everything's fine, babe." He said quietly, "It's fine. Thank you."

Mia smiled her special smile, the soft one that she reserved only for Dean, and she stretched, wriggling a little under the blankets and snuggling incredibly close to him. She looked over his shoulder at the clock to see it was just seven in the morning, and her eyes trailed up to meet her boyfriend's as worry yet again painted itself on her pale face.

"Sweetie, you're never normally awake so early..." She breathed, "What's wrong? Are you not sleeping?"

"Babe, I just woke from a dream, that's all...I'm sorry if I woke you." Dean replied, "Shall we sleep a little longer?"

Mia studied him for a moment, and he knew she could tell something was wrong, but she knew to leave it and he kind of loved that about her. She didn't push. Even as a friend, she knew that when there was a problem, if he wasn't ready to tell her, she'd need to wait until he was and not push him.

So, with a soft nod, she rolled over and they settled close together, Dean draping an arm over her and kissing the back of her neck softly, taking his hand in his own, and slowly they settled for another few hours of sleep.

-TBC-

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