Close Encounters Chapter 4: Sweet Dreams, a 90210 fanfic

A/N: Finally, an update. Again, it wasn't easy. I've had the last chapter written before this one. It's kinda crazy.

There are probably like 2 chapters to go after this one.

Enjoy!

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4. Sweet Dreams

Annie parked the car at a seaside parking lot and got out. She walked slowly to the beach, taking each step carefully. She looked directly into the ocean, though she was blinded by the late afternoon Sun.

As soon as she reached the sand, she took her shoes. Then, Annie walked for a little bit more, then she sat down and took her iPod off her bag. She turned it on and loud, her head filled with the music coming from the headphones.

Say you're sorry
That face of an angel
Comes out just when you need it to
As I paced back and forth all this time
Cause I honestly believed in you
Holding on
The days drag on
Stupid girl,
I should have known, I should have known

I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale
I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet,
Lead her up the stairwell
This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town,
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it's too late for you
And your white horse, to come around

Baby I was naive,
Got lost in your eyes
And never really had a chance
My mistake, I didn't know to be in love
You had to fight to have the upper hand
I had so many dreams
About you and me
Happy endings
Now I know

And there you are on your knees,
Begging for forgiveness, begging for me
Just like I always wanted but I'm so sorry

Suddenly, the music started to fade, quickly, but not all at once. At first, she thought something was wrong with the iPod. It was when she was about to go check on it that the music went mute, and she realized someone had taken the headphones off from her ears.

She quickly wiped a couple of tears from her cheeks and turned to switch off her iPod that was inside her bag beside her. She saw him sitting there beside her as she did it.

"What are you doing here?" – Her voice was weak and strangled from crying.

"Came to the beach after school" – He answered simply.

"Yeah, like you do everyday" – Her voice was getting stronger, and so was her anger. – "Did you follow me? Like, seriously, you weren't even at school!" – Shre regretted the last setence immdiately. He would know she had noticed.

He didn't answer though. What could he say?

"Are you trying to make my life hell? 'Cause seriously, you're late." – She tried to be ironic but it came weaker than she intended.

"What? Is a blonde girl spreading rumours enough to make you feel in hell?" – He put his cocky facade on. – "You're weaker than I thought."

"It isn't just Naomi. And by the way, you being my shadow doesn't help things." – She turned her back to him and got up. She was just about to start crying. How could he say that? He didn't know what she was going through, he didn't have the right to do that!

He got up just after she did, but hesitated for a minute before coming closer again.

"People will forget…eventually." – He heard the first quiet sobs as he finished the sentence. That was what made him decide to come forward. – "It isn't just that is it?"

She didn't answer. If she did, she would break down and start sobbing helplessly. It would be the end.

"It's not your fault." – He started. It was time to tell the truth. – "You didn't have an easy night."

That made Annie snap and turn around. How did he know? Could it be…?

"How do you know…?" – She didn't finish the sentence. She wasn't crying now. She was confused, and angry, and hopeful…

"Figured"

"But how did you find out about the accident?" – She had to know…the memories of those moments before the paramedics had arrived had been constantly in her thoughts.

"The 911 didn't call itself."

"I knew it!" – She almost shouted, doing her best to hide the smile that was coming to her lips.

"Huh?" – He looked at her, confused, like she was going mad.

"Coward!" – She shouted now. There was no point in fighting it, the beach was empty, apart from them. – "How could you just leave me like that? Couldn't you for me to wake up…or for 911 to arrive?"

The anger in her voice broke his facade down. He didn't answer though.

"I couldn't stand it OK? And anyway, you needed someone to take the trash."

"Gosh, no! I needed someone to be with me!" – She took a deep breath and decided unconciously to say the truth. – "I woke up just after you left…I thought I was crazy…that I was feeling things." – She broke down again, she was on the verge of crying once more.

Liam looked down. So she had felt it. It was all out in the open. Where did he go from here?

"I thought you were better off not knowing…you didn't need to know that the person who had caused all of your trouble knew about the accident." – He didn't look up as he told her a half-lie.

"So you do what you did, hide it from me, and then you went back to being your usual annoying self." – Liam could hear the hurt in her voice.

"I didn't mean to do that."

"What did you mean to do then?" – She asked, trying hard to meet his gaze. He made her task easier by looking up, straight in her eyes.

"I wanted to be there for you but I couldn't tell you." He sat back on the sand and started drwing in the sand with his finger. – "I couldn't do what I wanted to. You woudln't want me to."

"How do you know that? I've been playing those moments over and over again…Why do you think is that?" – She sat down too, right in front of him, looking right into his eyes, pleading.

Then it hit him. Maybe she wanted it too, maybe it wasn't so wrong…maybe he could help her. He didn't ask questions though. He tested his theory instead. Slowly, he leaned closer to her. First, he brushed his lips softly on hers. It was like a replay of the scene in the car. Then, she started reacting. She let her lips part slowly and they deepened the kiss. It could last for hours, Annie didn't care. In this moment, she knew she hadn't been dreaming, it was very real, and a lot better than her memories. Even sweeter than her memories.

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A/N: This was supposed to be one of the most important chapters…but it didn't come out quite right honestly…but it isn't easy to build a masterpiece.

Anyway, I hope you're not perfectionists like me.

The song is White Horse by Taylor Swift. I cut it off where I did for a reason.

And they should use her songs on 90210 because it seems like their viewers like her very much.

I'm done writing.

REVIEWWWW….pretty please.