A/N: WARNING, this story is filled with too much fluffpuffs and feels. Read at your own risk.

INSPIRATION: I was listening to the song, and I remembered one reader mentioning how she wished I went on with 'Four Seasons', so...yeah, this happened. /shot

DISCLAIMER:I own nothing, not even the song. Just the OC and the plot.

NOTE:You can read this while listening to 'Truly, Madly, Deeply' by One Direction.


01: Truly, Madly, Deeply


Rays of golden sunshine broke into the room; the white window frame had no curtains or whatsoever for the owner of the room hated missing out the morning light. Jack Snow had a thing for morning sunlight; it was natural alarm clock and sole reminder that he was to face another day. The brunette teen wasn't entirely a morning person, but he always woke up to it. It was a testimony for a brighter day. His blue room alit with natural glow, welcoming the sunshine to slowly warm up his room.

And though his window was at the foot of his bed, he could feel the warmth seeping through his toes, automatically waking him up. He blearily opened his eyes, blinking rapidly the sleep away. He shifted slightly, sighing contentedly in the process. His head rests comfortably against his downy fresh pillow, refusing for the first time to get up from bed. And as he turns his head from looking up at his ceiling in a daze, his eyes focus on a black bundle of hair.

Am I sleep am I awake or somewhere in between

Correction, a sweet smelling black bundle of hair belonging to his girlfriend, Lia.

I can't believe that you are here and lying next to me

She was sleeping soundly, mouth slightly parted as she snored quietly, her hair scattering everywhere, obscuring his view of her sleeping face as they shared the same pillow. Lia had slept under Jack's unbreakable embrace which is probably one of the reasons why she looks so relaxed. She was wearing one of Jack's shirts that fell just by her thighs and beach shorts.

His dark amber eyes softened at the sleeping girl beside him.

Or did I dream that we were perfectly entwined
Like branches on a tree, or twigs caught on a vine

6 months.

He can hardly believe that they manage this far.

Was it all just a dream? A terribly wonderful dream? Or is he stuck somewhere in between dreams and reality where he and Lia are perfectly entwined? If all of the above, then he'd be damned for the brunette just can't believe that all this was real.

He never expected that they'd last this far, but at the same time, he's proud and happy for such achievement. As far as he's heard, relationships usually last when one stays faithful to the other. And that's what probably happened to them. Funny how a simple friendship transpired into a crush which quickly and almost immediately evolved into something much more and deep – love.

It's amazing how the last feeling to ever cross his mind came in the form of sullen and exasperated Lia Dela Rosa. How poking fun at her was fun, how her snarky remarks were regrettably hilarious, how her smiles always seemed to warm his heart, how it infected him, how much she affected him, and how so much little things he knew from her meant more.

From the very first moment he laid eyes on her, the moment he first saw her smile, he first heard her laugh, she magically became the girl he was looking for.

At first, he was good at pretending that this funny feeling was nothing more but a simple crush. But as quickly as time passes, it was all the time it took for his feelings to grow. It's amazing how quick time passes by the same time his feelings towards the Asian girl did.

He liked so many things about her – from her long jet black hair, her chubby face, those big kind and warm hazel eyes, her kind nature, her sweet laughter, her gentle voice, her affection and compassion towards people, her humble heart, down to her large appetite. Hell, he just loved everything about her!

Like all those days and weeks and months I tried to steal a kiss
And all those sleepless nights and daydreams where I pictured this

He carefully brought up his hand from his tight hold around her, carefully brushing away the strands of hair that obscures his view. A gentle smile crosses his face, his dark amber eyes softening down at his sleeping angel. A thought crosses his mind; he can't help but chuckle at it.

For all those days, weeks and months, he's been meaning to try to steal a kiss from her. It was an absurd thought at first really, especially when it first came to him when she spoke of her dilemmas last spring. She just looked so down, it didn't suit her. He had to control every ounce of his body not to lean over and kiss her. But it didn't stop there, multiple times when they were together; he'd always want to kiss her. He never did, for he their friendship was at stake. But last autumn, that was the highlight. She was glowing in the moonlight and he couldn't resist her any longer, a chaste kiss to her soft cheeks. All his feelings came alive that day, he had slept with this stupid grin on his face accompanied by sleepless nights of that moment over and over again. Sometimes, he'd daydream of her and him, sharing just one kiss. It was all he could ask for.

And just last winter, only seven days just before Christmas, they had finally shared their first kiss. Though on rocky circumstances and far from the kisses he's thought of, it had been an amazing kiss nonetheless. His feelings skyrocketed, his whole world become a lot brighter on that single kiss. She had the softest lips and the sweetest taste ever. That single kiss haunted him for many nights. But the thought of hurting her broke him, and he swore that on that onwards, that he would never make her cry ever again.

So many times he craves for her attention; so many times she gave it to him. So many times he was witness to her pain and grief, and there he'd be by her side to shoulder her pain. She had always been fair to everyone, seeing equally and sharing ample time with her family and friends.

I'm just the underdog who finally got the girl
And I am not ashamed to tell it to the world

She was his first girlfriend.

He just can't believe he got the girl he was looking for. He could practically shout it proudly to the world!

Her sweet breathing sounded as her head nestled unto his shoulder, Jack could only watch from his vantage point of her sleeping. He liked watching her sleep. Where she was at her most vulnerable state, she looked so serene. Almost like an angel, a sleeping angel, his sleeping angel.

It was amazing how someone like her can just come out of nowhere and make him experience things he's experienced before. She didn't do much to catch his attention, because she already had his. Call him foolish, Jack doesn't care. He just wants to savor the moment of having Lia in his arms.

His fingers began running through her hair, disentangling knots in her hair that comes through. Lia hummed contentedly, a soft smile caressing her lips. Jack had fought the urge to swoop own and kiss her, she looks too peaceful to be disrupted. She grumbles something in her sleep; he can't stop the soft giggles to escape his mouth.

Oh he could watch her sleep forever…

Truly, madly, deeply I am
Foolishly, completely falling
And somehow you kicked all my walls in
So baby say you'll always keep me
Truly, madly, crazy, deeply in love with you
In love with you

Quietly entering his room with a tray full of breakfast – granola, a bagel and two heaping cups of coffee – for both, Jack found that she was still sleeping soundly, undisturbed and peaceful. Just like she had been when he woke up next to her.

Should I put coffee and granola on a tray in bed?

"Jack…" she whispered quietly in her sleep.

His heart skipped a beat, her sweet voice murmuring for his name. He had almost dropped the tray in hand.

Her body flipped to one side, burying her head deeper into the comforts of his bed. Snuggling herself deeper into the softness and comforts of Jack's bed.

Setting the tray at his study desk, which was next to his bed, he sat right next to the sleeping beauty. The bed shifted slightly, but Lia made no motion to wake up. She slept on, continuing to look as peaceful and serene as gentle uneven breathing escaping her mouth.

His shirt looked big on her, but it was a simple sign that stated that she was his. Dark amber orbs stared at the sleeping figure; he silently took out his phone and snapped a photo of her. He had an album of Lia in his phone, but this was the first time he has a picture of her sleeping. After taking a photo, he stared at the photo then at Lia, he put his phone away. He preferred the real deal; he could watch her sleep for hours.

But as much as he hates to disrupt her moment of peace, she had to get up. Lia had a terrible habit of sleeping in. Sleep to her is a definite must. And waking her up is a difficult task, he should know, because he was witness to the many times her family attempted to wake her up. Merida for one, when they – him, Hiccup, and Lia - all planned for a group study, she just barged into Lia's room and demanded that she get her butt off of bed. Then there's her cousin, Bobby, when they wanted to play and her Aunt Helen, when they had planned to go shopping. She was a heavy sleeper.

It would be a hassle to have her sleep the whole day when he has something planned for them both. So with a calculating move, he loomed over her, his mouth on her ear and gave it a gentle kiss. He swore her body flinched, it made him smile. "Hey snowflake, wake up."

She stirs, but doesn't wake up. His smile grew wider.

"Lia Ellen Dela Rosa~" he tried again, but still nothing.

Jack rolled his eyes playfully, he won't stop. "Hey Miss Beautiful, Miss Captain of my Heart, Miss Apple of my eye, Miss Amazing…"

And wake you up with all the words that I still haven't said
And tender touches just to show you how I feel

Lia begins to groan beneath her, her body adjusts until she rests her back against his bed. To balance himself, he flatly places a hand next to her body. And when she turns to face him, he swore his heart tripled a beat. A light frown scrunched up her sweet face, one hand rising up to rub her eyes. She frowns up at him, obviously annoyed at him for ruining her sleep. "Jack…" she yawns. God, she's so cute.

"Good morning snowflake," he greets, leaning down to kiss her nose. She makes a satisfied sound as he does so. "What time is it?" she asks sleepily. He cranes his head to his alarm clock, letting out a sigh as he turned his head back to her, a knowing smile on his face. "It's eight thirty-two."

Or should I act so cool, like it was no big deal

She groans "And I was enjoying my sleep."

He smiled softly, oh how he wants to snuggle her. "Sure you did, but now it's time to get up."

She rolls her hazel eyes at him but that doesn't stop him, he places her hand around his neck and gently pulls her up as he sits upright, one hand behind her lower back to steady her. Her actions were all but sluggish as sleep refuses to leave her system. Unruly bed hair cascades down her shoulders and her hazel eyes blinking rapidly sleep away. She was completely unaware of his stare, mesmerizing the moment.

Wish I could freeze this moment in a frame and stay like this
I'll put this day back on replay and keep reliving it

"It's too early to get up…" she whined.

"It's not that early." He counters, stroking his nose against hers.

She only grunted in response, scratching her head as she begins to cross her legs. Her hazel eyes caught sight of the food tray and a blush quickly spread to her cheeks. "Breakfast in bed?"

"Yup." Regrettably, he pulls away from her and retrieves the tray, gently setting on the side of his bed. He hands her the granola, remembering to add bananas, strawberries, a pint of cinnamon and little dash of milk, just the way she likes it. A shy smile mesmerizes her face as he feeds her, her hot coffee in hand. She insisted to feed herself so as he could feed himself, he didn't argue and handed her the bowl of cereal and took a bite of his bagel.

His eyes never leave hers even as they ate. How he missed her.

She had just returned from Cagayan de Oro last week, putting an end to his misery.

The whole month of May had been nothing but torture to him – student council emergency meetings by himself without his assistant, Merida was beating him to the bushes, Hiccup was out sometimes to help with his uncle's hardware shop, of course, Jamie and Emma were an ease to his torture under the scorching summer heat. But it just felt empty without Lia. Tree climbing became less fun without having someone to race with, he even admit that he missed playing volleyball with her. Heck, even Jamie, Emma and Sophie were practically incomplete without Lia and Bobby. For a full month, he had to endure the scorching and unbearable heat on his own without Lia.

'Cause here's the tragic truth, if you don't feel the same

Just like she promised, they'd chat online and talk about almost anything. Just seeing her face puts an end to his misery, but it didn't feel the same. Not when the person you're missing terribly is on the other side of the continent and there's nothing but her face and voice (not that he minds). He wanted to hold her; he missed holding her hand, tucking her hair, tickling her and so much more.

He didn't mind her spending her vacation at her hometown; he knew how much she missed the place and how much going back meant to her. Despite the horrible memories left behind, she still wanted to see her home once more. Her home was everything to her. But the thought of Gael, that tore him. He knew that he was just a friend, a friend who felt the same way towards Lia. And without a doubt, the two would rejoin and spend quality time together. He was selfish, not entirely selfish, but the thought of Gael saying her name with such familiarity brings dreadful emotions down his system. Lia had to remind him time and time again that he was nothing more than a friend, but he knew better.

My heart would fall apart if someone said your name

She mumbles something under her breathe, distracting Jack from his thoughts. Looking back at her, he only found her digging into her meal more, hunger getting the best of her. A loose strand of hair falls out of her face and she makes motion to tuck it, but Jack beats her to it. She mutters her thanks to him, refusing to look up at him with reddening cheeks. The act brought a smile to his face, bad thoughts skimming away almost immediately.

After finishing their breakfast, Lia makes motion to get out of bed to freshen up. She stretches her arms above her head, lifting the shirt a bit to expose a little skin. Jack's blood rushes to his face. Lia catches his eyes and playfully swats his face. "Return the tray Jack." She orders him.

He only rolls his eyes in return, taking the tray and starts heading for the door but not without leaving a kiss on Lia's forehead.

I hope I'm not a casualty
I hope you won't get up and leave
Might not mean that much to you
But to me it's everything
Everything

After changing into a new set of clothes, Jack looked at his reflection one last time, assuring that he looked primed and proper. This day had to be perfect, it had to be.

Even though everyone knew in their book how much of a prankster Jack Snow was. He was a teenage hellion, a hellion with a good heart. He caused hindrance to people around him, drove everyone crazy with his childish antics, and deep down everyone knew that he was a good kid. He wasn't a good example being the Student Body Head of Activities and Student Ambassador for nothing! And with all these burdens, Jack prays deep down in his heart that all of him is not as much as a bother to Lia. That everything about him will wear her down, thus, making her leave him.

To him, all of those were nothing if Lia weren't in the picture. To him, she became a beacon to his life, a beacon that brightened up everything he had. She was everything to him.

Keeping that thought in mind, he turned from the mirror, grabbed his messenger bag and left his room. When he came down the living room, Lia had already changed into something more comfortable – a simple white dress with blue butterfly designs on the hem, denim vest, and light sneakers. He on the other hand was wearing a white v-neck shirt, brown vest, dark jeans and sneakers. She had her back to him and he was about to walk over to surprise her when he caught sight of a silver and blue object – the necklace. The Christmas gift he gave her the day she became his girlfriend. Lia had worn it ever since, even when she slept; she wore it just like what she did to the anklet her brothers gave her. The action was a sign of how important those people were to her life, the necklace especially since she had captured Jack's heart.

Letting his advances fall, he quietly walked behind her and decided to help her. He took a bunch of her jet black hair and sets it to the side, startling Lia. Taking the necklace from her hands he clasped it behind her neck. She muttered her thanks, but Jack found her neck rather distracting. His lips gently kissed the nape of her neck, sending shivers down her spine. "Jack!" she reprimanded, he only laughed at her.

His arms snaked its way around her waist, whereas hers finds his as she wraps her arms around him as she turns to him. The two smiled at each other with such familiarity.

"You look pretty Lia." He says, liking her lavender scent.

She smiles sheepishly, reaching up her hand to finger comb his scruffy brown hair "You're not so shabby yourself Jackson."

His grin widens.

Today was June fifth, Lia's birthday. And granted permission by her parents and the rest of her family, Jack was allowed to spend the day with Lia.

Just the two of them.

Well, at least until 8 in the evening where he has a surprise party planned out for her.

Truly, madly, deeply I am
Foolishly, completely falling
And somehow you kicked all my walls in

"Happy Birthday Lia Ellen" greets the brunette, swooping down to give her a chaste kiss.

The sound of clearing throats disrupted their moment; pulling away Jack found his parents and Emma, whose eyes were shielded by his smirking dad, looking at them.

"Hey Ma, Pops, Em!" Jack greets, acting like nothing happened. Lia only buried herself into Jack's chest, shaking her head in embarrassment that his family saw them. How much worse if it were her family?

"Jack," says his parents back. His father, Luke, was looking at the couple with admiration, most especially at his son. The glint in his eyes as he looked down on Lia reminded him of his younger days. He couldn't be any more proud of his son. There was so much love and compassion in those eyes of his, innocent and gentle emotions for the young girl. Martha had thought the same.

"Happy Birthday Lia" the family greeted in unison. Lia sheepishly muttered thanks, face still red as a tomato.

The couple bid farewell to them and headed for the door, walking hand-in-hand as they walked down the road. Jack looked down at his girlfriend, the one girl who meant everything to him. He just loves her so much. And deep down, he wishes that they may spend 6 more months together, 6 more glorious months, then maybe, just maybe 6 more years perhaps?

"Hey Lia?" Jack asked out of the blue when they had reached the playground, right under the tree where they had first met.

"Hmm?" the girl he so loved more than anything in the world asks, facing him with such curious hazel eyes.

How can she be any more perfect that this? His breathe hitched in his throat, mouth going dry and his heart speeding against his chest. He can never get enough of her.

"Can you promise me something?" Lia's hazel eyes widen by a fraction before she nods. "Can you promise me you'll always keep me truly, madly and deeply in love with you?"

A warm smile spread across her face as the words took her by surprise. Swore that she was grinning like an idiot and her ecstatic boyfriend was doing the same. Jack was one of the cheesiest, corniest but sweetest guys she's ever known, which is one of the reasons why she loves him.

So baby say you'll always keep me
truly, madly, crazy, deeply in love, in love

"I promise."

Having that assurance, Jack didn't hesitate to kiss Lia regardless of where they were. The birthday girl willingly kissed him back, their feelings spreading like a wildfire as their kiss deepened.

The love they have for each other maybe young and innocent, but it was true, it was pure and most of all, it was real.

With you, with you
In love, in love
With you, with you
In love, in love
With you, with you


GAH, SOMEONE CUT OFF MY HANDS ALREADY! I SHOULD HAVE BEEN STUDYING, MAKING A FREAKING ROBOT AND SHIZ INSTEAD OF DOING THIS! DAMN YOU READERS FOR GIVING ME FEELS WHICH EQUATED TO THIS! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! WHERE ARE ALL THESE FLUFFS AND FEELINGS COMING FROM!? GAAAAAAAAAAH! DAMN YOU SISTER FOR WATCHING THE HOBBIT WHILE I WAS MAKING THIS! IT'S BEEN 9 FREAKING HOURS! AAAAAAAARGH!

Y'know what, I've been thinking of making a multi-chapter story for this full of Lia and Jack one-shots. But then, I'd be busy updating my other fics so NO. HAHA. GAAAAAAH, I SHOULD HAVE STUDIED INSTEAD, DAMN YOU MS WORD FOR TEMPTING ME AND NOTEBOOK AND POOR ATTENTION SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAN! *shakes fists in the air*

Gah, why is writing cheezums so damn easy? CURSE YOU BRAIN! AAAAAAAAAAARGH! I hate cheezums. Ugh, kill me now. Oh, the song in between cuts the scene and shifts it to another, so don't be too confused as to why it skips to another scene sometime.

02/11/13. I was paranoid due to SO MUCH errors and decided to edit this early 5:39 am instead of preparing for an upcoming quiz. GAH!

02/15/13. MAJOR editting done whilst I was eating my Valentine's chocolate. HAHA. I was supposed to change the ending, but I lost that idea. I might change it, it's too cheesy and shiz. ECK.

Yeah, advance birthday is advance so shut it :p consider this my valentine's gift to you goyz ;D NYOHOHOHOHOHOHO~

02/27/13. Yeah, no longer a one-shot. But I plan on making it about...say, 10-20 random shiz? I dunno, but I dedicate this chapter to PurebloodPrincess09. MORE POWER TO YOU AND YOUR FIC! HAHA, random writings shall come your way~

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