Be With You Again

Author: Aingeal0220

Rating: PG-13

Summary: It's a sequel to Someday. And to all the people who got confused before, the story has nothing to do with the story line in The OC. It's practically my musings rolled into one Alex and Marissa fanfic.

After two months of not seeing each other, Alex and Marissa were going to have a day all to themselves. Alex's POV.

Author's Notes:

Italics are Alex's thoughts.

Bold Italics are conversations through electronic devices like phones.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from The OC. I'm just a fan writing a fanfic. Please don't sue me.

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Two months…

Thirteen days…

Two hours…

Twenty-One seconds…

I could barely hold on to the things I feel inside.

I miss her. I miss her smile. I miss her scent. I miss the feel of her hair as it touches my fingers. I miss everything about her.

But of course, me being at work, and Marissa being in school didn't help these feelings either. I feel very much obsessed about her now.

Hehehe.

Okay that was creepy. I love her. But I still haven't gotten the strength to let her know about it. I guess I'm taking my time.

Slowly.

But surely.

"KELLY! PHONE!"

I hear one of the people downstairs shout. Apparently, as you can see. I just got a phone call. Now let me tell you something. Nobody calls me, except for my mother, who checks up on me almost every three hours. She thinks I'll take a hike knowing I manage the damn restaurant. But it's fine. I'm sure she's just worried I'm working too hard.

"I'm coming!" I yelled back.

Walking down the stairs, my eyes grow weary. I guess I am indeed working too hard. I put a little pressure on my forehead, closing my eyes as my friend, Anna, hands me the phone. A smile crept out of my face when I heard the voice on the other end.

You should keep an extension line on your office. Or better yet try putting a different phone with a different phone number for yourself. Charging your mobile phone so I don't get your voice mail is pretty much a good idea too.

"Well hello to you too. Classes got cancelled I presume." I grin at myself, happy to hear Marissa's voice talking to me.

Why would you assume that? Am I not capable of being a bad? Do you really think that the only time I would call is the time when there are no classes in my so called educational institution?

"Of course not... I have detailed knowledge of how you had your bad girl moments." I smile.

Unconsciously my hands were fondling on the phone's cord. I know. Don't look at me like that. I know I'm smitten. Pretty hard if you ask me.

Now how about you get out of there… Take a break and get something to actually enjoy. Like… Coffee…

"Are you buying?" I ask, still utterly looking foolish that my bartender was staring at me weirdly.

Sure. But I need to finish a book review. You have to help me.

"That's very impolite of you Marissa. You invite me for coffee, after months of not being together, and you have me work on your book review. I am hurt. I thought I was special." My voice sounded sad but I was smiling widely earning a few more weird looks from people who pass by the bar.

But I didn't care.

I hear her giggle on the other end of the line, making my heart skip a beat. I wished I had the strength to tell her.

I feel very much hurt too. You are actually questioning my intentions. Can you at least be nice enough to say, "I'd love to help you. It's another way of spending time with each other knowing how much I missed you."

I smile at myself. My mind was now beginning to flood with images of the last moments we actually spent together. That short trip to the beach.

"Okay then. I'd love to help you. It's pretty much a good idea because we could spend time with each other knowing how much I missed you. Should I pick you up then?"

I hear her giggle once more. I could just imagine her cheeks blushing or better yet, the crooked smile shining towards me.

I feel silly. I feel like a fool. But I'm her fool. I'm Marissa's love-stricken fool.

Yes. I'll be waiting, dearest Alex.

She said that with utmost seriousness in her voice. I wish I could see her eyes when she says that.

If there was something I learned about Marissa Cooper, it was the honesty in her eyes. Back then, when we used to spend a lot of time together, she would play jokes on me, utterly making fun of me. Well, in an entertaining, non-humiliating way. She was, after all a good friend of mine.

Her eyes seem to glimmer, and would not take their stare away from mine. It was a times like this that I would know she was serious about something. If it was a joke, she takes her gaze away from me. It was as if she wasn't ready to stare me in the eye if she knew she was lying to me.

Good for me then.

"Alright then... Meet you in a few." I gently put the phone back in place and walked up towards my office.

I look for my car keys, and my wallet. As I turned around, I found my friend, Anna staring at me.

"Going out?" She asked, leaning against the door way.

I nod softly, trying to figure out if I forgot anything.

"What time will you be back? Or are you going to be back?"

"I don't know. I'm sure you won't need me that much. Everything seems to be in order." I started to walk towards the door.

I was now standing beside her, taking my hand, halting anymore movements I was going to do.

"Jodie called." She said softly.

She was aware of my past. She was after all my best friend. She knew all about Jodie. All about any girl I fancy. If there was rumor that would start about me that happens to be true. I could have her killed for it. Of course, I'm kidding.

"What did she want?" I shifted nervously.

Even though things are starting to look up for me and Marissa, I still had problems with the feelings I have for Jodie. I still cared for her that much. Marissa and I didn't affirm anything about the US part either. So I'm still confused right now.

"She was hoping have coffee with you. She left her phone number." Anna handed me a piece of paper, containing all, as in ALL of Jodie's contact numbers.

"I guess she wants to talk to me now…" I whisper sadly.

I move again, walking out the door.

"Are you going to call her?" My friend asked.

I know she's worried, knowing pretty well that I'm very much affected about anything pertaining to Jodie.

"I don't know." I breathed out feeling my mobile phone vibrate.

I took it out of my pocket and read the caller ID.

JODIE.

I was torn. I didn't want to upset Marissa. I didn't want to upset Jodie either. I shake my head, walking down the stairs. I should probably just have coffee by myself.

To my surprise, I saw a familiar brunette smiling at me at the bottom of the stairs. I smile back scratching my head.

"How did you get here that fast?" I asked, still surprised.

"I was calling you on my mobile phone on my way here." Marissa replied, resting herself against the railings.

"I thought you wanted me to pick you up."

"You could. But I'm here anyway. So… I don't think that's a problem." She winked at me, walking up the stairs to meet me.

We stand in front of each other smiling widely. I'm sure every person in the restaurant was staring at us. But we both didn't care. I took her hand and entwined our fingers.

"Coffee?" I ask, leading her down the stairs.

"Sure." She replies with her shining smile.

Guess I don't have to go alone now.