'A Picture is worth a Thousand Words'
Clark
looked down at the picture in his hand, he couldn't stop a smile
from spreading over his face. He had been thinking about the girl in
the photo all summer, and he couldn't wait till she got back from
London.
Just two weeks before he had got a letter, he hadn't expected it after they way they left things. Clark had been so worried about Lana being with Lex, that he hadn't treated Chloe the way she deserved. He looked down at the picture one more time before he put it down on the desk before him. He picked up the letter lying beside it and read it for the hundred time.
Dear Clark,
I'm
sorry for the way I reacted about the whole Lana thing. I know I
should have been more patient with you; after all you waited and
pined for Lana for four, long years. But then again, I've been
waiting for you to notice me too for four years, even longer than
that.
Every time he read that part he got chills all the way down his spine. He kept reading.
It's not fair for me
to tell you all this now, especially in a letter; but I love you.
I've always loved you. If you don't feel the same way, never talk
about this letter. If you do feel the same way I do, I will be
waiting for you to be ready.
Yours always, Chloe.
Clark closed his eyes and thought about her smile, how her pearly, white teeth would shine every time she opened her mouth. He longed to kiss those pink and perfect lips…
"Hey Smallville," Lois Lane
suddenly stood in front of him, "what're you doing?" Now the
moment was ruined he thought to himself. He hadn't told anyone how
he felt about Chloe and to be caught in having daydreams about her
was something he didn't want to happen. Especially if the one
person to do that was Lois Lane, he took a deep breath trying not to
sound rude; "Hey Lois, what do you want?"
"Does it look
like I want something" she asked, but he knew her to well now.
"You
never come up to my barn unless you want something." Clark said
annoyed.
"So you caught me! Big deal, I really need your help,"
she begged and tried to smile, then her eyes fell on his desk and her
eyes became really big; "is that? Is that Chloe?" Lois grabbed
the photo on his desk.
"Hey, give me that!" Clark tried to
grab it back, but too late. He turned away, putting the letter in his
drawer before Lois grabbed that too.
Lois stared at the
picture for a while, Chloe looked really beautiful. She was wearing a
scarlet ball dress, with white pearls around her neck. Her blonde
hair pulled into ponytail, she didn't look like the Chloe she knew,
but she was beautiful.
"Where did you get this?" Lois asked
curiously.
"Chloe sent it to me," he said, grabbing it back,
"she was at the Madam Tussaud Wax Museum."
"Why the
attitude, Smallville?" she said annoyed, "I know you have the
hots for my cousin, alright?"
"You do?" he said without
thinking, "I mean ... uuum."
"Busted!" she yelled in
triumph, "I just knew it!"
"Could you keep your voice down,
I don't want anybody to know. Not yet, not until I have it all
figured out," he said and smiled with a dreamy look on his face.
"I don't even want to think about what you are planning to do
to her, and then I mean DO," she said before she disappeared down
the stairs, making vomit sounds all the way down.
He sunk back in his chair, thinking if Lois screwed this up for him he would have to kill her. He smiled of the thought, but then he shook it off. Lois wasn't that bad; when she wasn't talking to him. Then another thought it him; Two days from now. Two days. Next Friday. It was then his plan was going to be set in motion. He just hoped it would work.
He was so nervous, what if she didn't
show up. He had paged her about meeting him down at the dock. Maybe
his plan would work? Maybe it wouldn't, but Clark didn't want to
think about that. He shook his head and smiled when he saw Chloe
walking towards him.
"Hey Chloe," he said, slightly blushing.
"Hey you!" she answered him, "Give me a hug!"
You didn't have to ask, he thought to himself and smiled. He bent
down and held her in his arms, he could smell her new-washed hair and
he decided that this smell was the best in the whole world. He took
Chloe's hand and dragged her onto the boat which he had rented for
the day.
"You're full of surprises, Clark," Chloe smiled,
"you have a boat?"
Clark laughed, "It's not my boat, I've
just rented it for the day."
"What's the accession?" Chloe
said with so much hope in her voice Clark couldn't wait to tell her
what he had been thinking about ever since he read her letter.
He
didn't answer right away; instead he walked over the deck to the
end of the boat.
"Well, Chloe … You know that letter you sent
me?" he finally answered.
"Clark … Please, don't remind
me. It was a stupid thing to do …" she said blushing.
"I
don't think so, Chloe," Clark said and put his hand up to her
cheek, stroking his thumb over it.
"You don't?" Chloe
swallowed and looked down. Clark couldn't stop smiling; Chloe
looked cute when she was nervous. Then Clark did something he had
been longing to do for weeks, he bent down and it looked like she got
the point because their lips met. They stood kissing for a while and
then Chloe pulled away.
"What are we doing?" Chloe said,
taking a deep breath.
"I like you Chloe," Clark said and
kissed her again, "don't you see that?"
"Well, the whole
kissing part gave you away," Chloe laughed.
"You're cute
when you laughing, you know that?" Clark asked her.
"Stop,
you're making me blush," she said and smiled.
His plan had
worked; he had been worried about Chloe meeting hot, English guys and
that she would forget all about him. And the fact that that hadn't
happened made him smile even more.
They had been out on the
boat all day and Chloe thought everything was perfect. She was here
with Clark and he actually liked her back. She had waited for so long
and now he was hers. The sun was beginning to go down and Clark told
her that they should get back before it was dark. While Clark was
busy steering the boat, Chloe laid down on the deck.
"You know
what this reminds me of?" Chloe asked Clark with laughter in her
voice.
"No, tell me?" he said.
"Titanic," she said
smiling.
"I hope not," Clark said worried, "then I'm about
to die."
"You can't die, Clark, you're like some kind of
superman," she smiled, "no, this reminds me of the drawing scene
between Jake and Rose."
"Then, shouldn't you be naked?"
Clark said grinning.
"You wish," Chloe laughed.
"I guess
I do," Clark said daring.
She didn't answer, just smiled and
closed her eyes.
"Don't ever wake me up from this wonderful
dream," she whispered.
"I won't," Clark said. Chloe opened
her eyes, blushing. "And this is not a dream," Clark continued
and smiled that smile that had melted Chloe's heart so many times
before.
