(Quick backstory: This takes place about halfway through their senior year of high school. Phillip and Chloe ARE back together at the beginning of this story. Brady and Chloe are just good friends. But, this WILL evolve into a Brady/Chloe fic. Anyone who knows my writing knows that a Broe pairing is inevitable. And yes, I've had this idea floating in my head for about 2 months, ever since I saw 'Down to Earth'... It's the same concept, but with a major twist and more sappy.)
Chapter One
Phillip had taken Chloe to Tuscany for dinner, and for a walk by the river that night. Both had been thoroughly enjoying themselves until Chloe noticed how late it was getting. They walked back to Phillip's car hand in hand. Phillip opened the door for her but she instead of getting inside, she leaned forward and kissed him gently.
"Thanks for dinner, Phillip."
"You're welcome... Only the best for you. I just wish you didn't have a curfew."
Chloe nodded in agreement. "Me too... but sometimes I actually decide to obey my mother, and this is one of those times."
Phillip chuckled as he watched Chloe get in the car, and he shut the door for her. He headed to his own side and got inside. One quick turn on the ignition, and they were on their way to the Wesley house.
"Chloe... I'm so happy right now. Happy to be with you."
Chloe laid her head on his shoulder and smiled. "Me too, Phillip."
There was an awkward silence, and a few minutes later Phillip broke it with a heavy sigh.
"Do you really mean that?"
Chloe lifted her head from his shoulder and stared at him in confusion. "Of course I do. Why would you even question me about that?"
Phillip ran a hand through his blonde hair and shrugged. "Just wondering. Things have been different with us than they used to be, and I want to know if it's because you're having second thoughts... you know, about getting back together with me."
Chloe shook her head vehemently. "No, I'm not having second thoughts at all. Just because things aren't EXACTLY the same as they used to be doesn't mean it's a BAD thing. You can't expect everything to be perfect all the time."
"But, I want it to be."
"Of course you do. That's because you're a dreamer. But, be realistic... we have been through a lot in the past 6 months or so, and things change. That's all... nothing is wrong with that."
Phillip nodded knowingly. "Well, I was just... making sure. I guess I'm a little paranoid."
Chloe laughed and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, just a little."
Phillip glanced at her briefly and smiled. He turned his eyes back to the road and noticed that the car in front him was swerving rapidly between lanes.
"Okaaay, looks like somebody needs some driving lessons."
Chloe turned her attentions to the road and replied, "It looks like a drunk driver, Phillip. Please be careful."
Chloe went to reach for Phillip's cell phone to call the Salem police. Just as she was dialing, the car in front of them slammed on its brakes and spun out of control.
"PHILLIP! WATCH OUT!"
Phillip tried to get out of the way, but he was too close to the drunk's car. He slammed into the other car at full force sending his car into a spin until it came crashing into a light pole. Phillip felt the airbag go off in front of him, and he could hear bones crunching in various parts of his own body. After the car had come to a halt, he tried to ignore the pain surging throughout him as he moved the airbag out of the way. He turned to Chloe who was still holding the phone in one hand. There was blood running down one side of her face and her eyes were closed.
"Chloe... Chloe... are you okay?"
Phillip reached an available hand over to gently stroke her face. Her body was completely lifeless, and he tried to find a pulse on her neck but couldn't feel anything. Phillip felt his own heart sink in his chest as he came to a terrifying realization.
"Oh God, you can't be dead, Chloe. Wake up, please. I love you so much. You have to wake up."
Phillip pulled her to him and held on tightly. His body was wracked with heavy sobs as he heard the distant sounds of sirens.
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Chapter One
Phillip had taken Chloe to Tuscany for dinner, and for a walk by the river that night. Both had been thoroughly enjoying themselves until Chloe noticed how late it was getting. They walked back to Phillip's car hand in hand. Phillip opened the door for her but she instead of getting inside, she leaned forward and kissed him gently.
"Thanks for dinner, Phillip."
"You're welcome... Only the best for you. I just wish you didn't have a curfew."
Chloe nodded in agreement. "Me too... but sometimes I actually decide to obey my mother, and this is one of those times."
Phillip chuckled as he watched Chloe get in the car, and he shut the door for her. He headed to his own side and got inside. One quick turn on the ignition, and they were on their way to the Wesley house.
"Chloe... I'm so happy right now. Happy to be with you."
Chloe laid her head on his shoulder and smiled. "Me too, Phillip."
There was an awkward silence, and a few minutes later Phillip broke it with a heavy sigh.
"Do you really mean that?"
Chloe lifted her head from his shoulder and stared at him in confusion. "Of course I do. Why would you even question me about that?"
Phillip ran a hand through his blonde hair and shrugged. "Just wondering. Things have been different with us than they used to be, and I want to know if it's because you're having second thoughts... you know, about getting back together with me."
Chloe shook her head vehemently. "No, I'm not having second thoughts at all. Just because things aren't EXACTLY the same as they used to be doesn't mean it's a BAD thing. You can't expect everything to be perfect all the time."
"But, I want it to be."
"Of course you do. That's because you're a dreamer. But, be realistic... we have been through a lot in the past 6 months or so, and things change. That's all... nothing is wrong with that."
Phillip nodded knowingly. "Well, I was just... making sure. I guess I'm a little paranoid."
Chloe laughed and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, just a little."
Phillip glanced at her briefly and smiled. He turned his eyes back to the road and noticed that the car in front him was swerving rapidly between lanes.
"Okaaay, looks like somebody needs some driving lessons."
Chloe turned her attentions to the road and replied, "It looks like a drunk driver, Phillip. Please be careful."
Chloe went to reach for Phillip's cell phone to call the Salem police. Just as she was dialing, the car in front of them slammed on its brakes and spun out of control.
"PHILLIP! WATCH OUT!"
Phillip tried to get out of the way, but he was too close to the drunk's car. He slammed into the other car at full force sending his car into a spin until it came crashing into a light pole. Phillip felt the airbag go off in front of him, and he could hear bones crunching in various parts of his own body. After the car had come to a halt, he tried to ignore the pain surging throughout him as he moved the airbag out of the way. He turned to Chloe who was still holding the phone in one hand. There was blood running down one side of her face and her eyes were closed.
"Chloe... Chloe... are you okay?"
Phillip reached an available hand over to gently stroke her face. Her body was completely lifeless, and he tried to find a pulse on her neck but couldn't feel anything. Phillip felt his own heart sink in his chest as he came to a terrifying realization.
"Oh God, you can't be dead, Chloe. Wake up, please. I love you so much. You have to wake up."
Phillip pulled her to him and held on tightly. His body was wracked with heavy sobs as he heard the distant sounds of sirens.
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