A/N: Yea, yea, I know, my english sucks, sorry, I don't have a beta :( Be nice.

I wrote about Dance Academy. Think it means I'm obsessed '-'

None of the characters are mine.

That's Why I Smile

"That's why I smile,
it's been a while since everyday and everything
has felt so right and now you turn it all around
and suddenly you're all I need,
the reason why I smile"

Avril Lavigne

He knew things would happen if he went to the farm with Tara in summertime. He knew. What he didn't know was that it would take a little longer than expected.

Tara's family, as she warned, was huge. A bunch of protective cousins and uncles. It wasn't like they didn't like him, because they really do (he could say for sure that he has way more points with her father than Ethan, that was said clearly), but he came to know that Tara was everybody's little girl. If he wants her back, he has to be careful.

First things first. Last time their relationship didn't work cuz there was no communication between them, they were just love. Tara didn't want to talk, he didn't asked enough, and he didn't talk as well, because he thought she didn't want to hear.

He couldn't be more wrong.

When they first talked, when they arrived, she asked everything and made him answer.

- I wanna know you, Chris, I really do. I mean it. – She said that afternoon and after a while he felt comfortable enough to tell more than he would dare a few weeks before.

And he listened as well. Not only Tara telling him how she feels about life and dance and music, but her parents and cousins and uncles and aunts, about her, their lives, their desires. After two weeks, he could say for sure he knows those people and those people know him. He could say that he finally, truly let her in.

Now, in three days he would go back to Sidney to stay at Sammy's a little and everything Tara wanted to do involved him, even though they have the rest of the year in the same school and the same house. He wasn't complaining at all.

- This is my secret space. – She told him. – I never brought no one here, despite the fact that I think they know this place anyway.

They weren't there yet, but nothing made her stop talking. She was that chatty these days and he didn't mind, because they didn't use to talk like this before.

Ten minutes later, the crossed a curtain of leaves and there was a big lake with crystal water. On the other side he could se wild ducks and swans. He smiled.

- I come here every time I'm too nervous or sad or insecure. It calms me down.

- I certainly can tell why. – He said, looking at her. She smiled, brushing a little. – It's beautiful.

- Yea. – She whispered, looking down. – I thought you'd like it too. Come on, let's swim.

- What?

But she already was taking off her dress, revealing a blue bikini he was pretty sure was Kat's. Before he could even formulate a thought, she was on the water, laughing and calling him.

Ok, he could do this; the cool water would calm him down as well.

- Come on, Christian! – She said one more time.

He took off his shirt and jumped, splashing water all around. He grabbed her ankle and pulled her down and she grabbed his fist, bringing him together. They let go and submerged and laughed and she embraced him and in this very moment he was so happy he couldn't put it in words, as happy as he never been since his mother died. And it was all because of Tara.

The sun was high in the sky and the ducks too far to care about people messing in their lake. Christian felt Tara's hands sliding from his back to his arms and shoulders. She looked in his eyes with a smile and he pulled her closer.

- I think I love you. – He said his voice low and firm. Her eyes wider a little and her smile grew.

- I think I love you, too. – She said, almost a whisper.

Christian laughed a little, almost not believing.

- That's good.

- That's great. – She corrected.

He leaned his forehead in hers, looking her in the eyes. For a few seconds they just felt the silence, breathing the same air, getting closer at every second, until their lips get together.