Good Night and Go

[AN: Obviously names for the song in the chapter:D Owned by Imogen Heep, not me! I don't own the OC either, sigh Oh, also, the parts that say Summer's POV are, you guessed it, in Summer's POV, and the parts that say Marisa's POV are, you are so genius, in Marissa's POV. Anyway, enjoy, R&R etc.

Summer's POV

I love waking up in Seth's warm arms. To anyone else, they look like a chicken arm prison, but to me, they are just heavenly. He's so protective of me when I sleep. Not that he isn't when he's awake, but he always wraps him arms around my waist and pulls me so close to him while we're sleeping together, I observe it every morning when I wake with him. I love it more than anything. I lay here watching him for a while, but soon I get tired of waiting for him to wake up, so I lean over and kiss him. He slowly responds and pulls me on top of him, and slowly I pry his mouth open with my tongue. We kiss for a while, but it's kinda gross to make out when your best friends are in the next bed over, so we stop.

"Mmm, I could get used to waking up like this," Seth mumbles into my ear, and I fall a little more in love.

"Me too Cohen. You are the best pillow ever." I reply, pulling him on top of me.

"I love you Summer." He tells me, sincerity radiating from him.

"I love you too, and I'm sorry for waking you up, cuz you're so cute when you're asleep. Patience is a virtue honey, but I don't got it." I grin, and he smiles back. I wanna kiss him so bad, but I'm reminded by Marissa's soft breathing not to. So instead, Cohen and I laugh and talk quietly under the covers.

"This is fun." Seth commented as he made the blankets form a tent over us.

"Yes, it is, Cohen. It's like we're in our own secret world." I giggled.

"So true baby. Let's play, the kissing game." Seth smiled, and I looked at him skeptically, so he pouted and he made wide puppy eyes.

"Explain the game, and I will consider it." I replied teasingly, and Seth nodded in a business like manner.

"The point of the game is, you or I see how long we can hold out kissing anywhere but the lips." Seth smirked, I could see he was challenging me.

"Oh, it's on Cohen, as long as you know that I'm gonna kick your ass, my resolve is way better than yours," I smirked back confidently.

"I'll go first then Goddess Divine," Seth replied, undeterred.

First he took my hand in his and kissed my palm. He grinned at me. Then he kissed my ear. I shivered. Then he started to bite my ear lobe softly. I gasped. I couldn't last any long and started kissing the hell out of him and he shoved his tongue roughly into my mouth. It had been weeks since we'd gotten to do anything.

Marissa's POV

I woke up in a state of confusion. I had no idea where the hell I was. Then I felt a pair of very strong arms wrapped around my lower back. I knew I was with Ryan, and so I was ok. I didn't really care where I was.

"We're in London Riss." Ryan told me, reading my mind quite successfully.

"Good to know Ry." I replied sleepily. Both of us were a bit hung over, and I had a bit of a head ache. I made a feeble attempt to rub my temples to feel better.

"Let me." Ryan said, as he massaged the sides of my head expertly.

"Mmm, you're really good at that," I remarked as I pulled him in for a soft kiss. "Can I return the favor?" I offered.

"Nah, it's ok, my head doesn't hurt. But I could use some coffee or something. You up for it?" Ryan asked me, and I nodded.

"But are Seth and Summer awake?" I wondered aloud as I turned on my side and pushed my hair out of my face to look over. They were clearly making out under the covers. "Gross..." I muttered, and Ryan nodded in agreement.

"We could just talk for a while." Ryan suggested, and added, "I kind of like my current position."

"Oh do you..." I mumbled as I snuggled into his wife beater. I pulled off his shirt to reveal his muscular body, and snuggled into it happily.

"I like your pajamas." Ryan teased, pointing at my Cloud Nine is Fine themed bed clothes.

"Hmm...we could take them off." I suggestively murmured. Ryan nodded and proceeded to take off my top.

"Much better." Ryan smiled, and I smiled back into a deep kiss. Then I heard this coughing sound, and I turned over to see Seth and Summer looking down at us.

"No extracurriculars this early." Seth criticized and Summer just raised an eye brow. I embarrassedly pulled my top back on.

"Like you can talk Seth, I heard you groaning over there." I smirked, and Seth sheepishly turned away.

"Uh, um...what time is it anyway?" Summer asked as she looked over at the clock. Smooth subject change, I thought.

No one's point of view

"How can it only be 2:00 AM?" Seth groaned, obviously he hadn't thought of the time difference thing.

"It's okay Cohen. Let's just find something to do." Summer suggested.

"Uh...ok." Marissa added. No one seemed really sure of what to do though.

"We can start by dressing." Ryan said, apparently noticing he wasn't wearing a shirt.

"Good idea Atwood." Summer smirked as she walked over to Seth's bag and grabbing a sweater and shoving it over her head. Marissa walked over to Ryan's bag and grabbed a hoody, as did he.

"Oh my god you guys, do you realize what we're wearing?" Seth twitched.

"Um...haha! Marissa and Ryan are wearing the same grey hoody!" Summer cried, laughing. She pulled on a pair of purple bed socks and tossed Marissa a pair.

"Thanks Sum." Marissa said, ignoring the comment about the hoody. She didn't care, and neither did Seth. They were just trying to make conversation.

"So, uh...let's make some house rules maybe?" Ryan suggested. Everyone looked perturbed. "Um, it might seem weird to have curfew and stuff, or a meeting place, but I think it would actually make sense, in case something happens, you know?" Ryan stated in question form.

"Uh...curfew...so unless you call, be back by midnight." Seth shrugged.

"Sounds good." Marissa answered for the group.

Summer bit her lip and said what everyone was thinking. "This is so, like, beyond weird. We're like, setting our own house rules. Like how weird is this?" Summer inquired of the group. Everyone plopped down on Seth and Summer's bed.

"Really weird." Marissa confessed. Seth nodded, and Ryan did too.

"We're going to make this ok." Seth promised.

"Well, think of it this way. We were always going to leave Newport eventually, so this is just, you know...think of it as practice." Ryan said.

"That'd be great Atwood, if this were really how it was gonna be." Summer replied.

"What, you mean living in a cheap hotel where everyone lives off of cheap beer and peanut butter and work under legal age?" Seth asked sarcastically.

Summer punched Seth. "Uh, no smart ass, I meant all of us living together like a real family." Summer snapped. "Because as weird as this might seem right now, when it's all over...I mean we are seniors in high school. Things are going to change eventually. We can't run from it." Summer rambled, voicing all the thoughts floating around in everyone's heads.

"Summer, no matter what happens, no matter where we go, we're always going to be friends. I really want it to be that way at least." Marissa told her best friend, as she took her hand.

"I think this kind of proves that." Ryan added, gesturing a bit.

"You guys, we left the country with Ryan so that we could be together." Seth put in.

"I don't want this to end. I need all of you." Marissa said in despair.

"There's no use in worrying about it now. Because right now we need to focus on the present." Ryan tried to calm his girlfriend, but she still seemed a bit distraught.

"Will we ever go to college?" Summer whispered. Everyone stared at the ground. Over the course of a few minutes, one by one, they looked up at each other and locked eyes. Summer and Marissa hugged tightly, and their boyfriend's hugged them too.

"Come on you guys, we have something great to put in our essays now. I get to write about running away from home with my three best friends." Summer jovially grinned. They all laughed through their tears.

"Summer, my little optimist." Seth said, grinning widely at his girlfriend. "I'm so proud of you!" Seth kissed her cheek.

"You are very cheesy." Marissa teased, sticking her tongue out at Seth.

"You are wearing one of Ryan's hoodies. And you look funny in it." Seth snapped back.

"Let's go see if we can find coffee or water, we can't just continue to get drunk." Summer said as she and the others rose and left the room. They crept down the hall and noticed some lights flashing outside. They looked suspiciously like police car lights.

"Oh. My. God." Summer whispered. They heard voices in the hall.

"We're going to need to check all the rooms here. We have reason to believe persons on the premises are in possession of illegal drugs." An officer told Janet, who was nervously standing at the front desk.

"We need to get out of here." Marissa whispered, and all nodded and ran to their room. They quickly packed their clothes and threw on jeans.

Seth grabbed Summer's hand, Summer grabbed Marissa's, and Marissa grabbed Ryan's hand. They ran out the fire escape and into a dark alley.

Marissa's eyes widened when she realized they had hit a dead end. Or so it seemed. Actually, they had reached a wall with a ladder. Having no where else to go, and the sirens still within hearable distance, the four friends started to climb, Ryan first because he was the strongest and could reach the top quickly.

"It's the roof of a hotel." Ryan reported to his friends when he reached the top. "It seems safe, and there's a trap door." He added. The other three continued to climb, passing their bags along to Ryan.

They cautiously opened the trap door and found themselves falling into the attic of an old, old hotel. There was a door in the dusty room, and it was luckily unlocked.

"Thank Jesus and Moses." Seth cried as they reached the elevator and hit down.

"This place is pretty nice." Summer observed as they stepped out into the lobby.

"I'll go get us a room." Marissa offered as she walked over to the desk alone.

10 minutes later, the four friends were settling into their room. "Well, this place is a lot more expensive than the other one, but at least we don't need to worry about drug busts taking place." Said Marissa as she sat down in the cushy chair in the far left corner of the room. She scooted over to make room for Ryan.

"Wooohooo!" Seth cried as he jumped onto the bed. Summer rolled her eyes at Seth's antics.

"I feel safer now." Summer whispered to Seth. He nodded.

"I'm glad," Seth stated as he wrapped his arms around her waist, "Feel better now?" He grinned.

"Mmm. Stay just like this and then..." Summer mumbled as she positioned himself so she could kiss him. They all fell asleep again, feelings of contentment filling them to the brim. They were slowly learning to see the glass half full.

Meanwhile, in Newport, the same could not be said for their parents in the contentment department. Jimmy, Julie, Neil, Sandy, and Kirsten were in the Cohen kitchen trying to figure out where their kids could possibly have disappeared to.

"They're smart...too smart..." Julie muttered under her breath. Sandy and Kirsten nodded, while Neil looked frustrated, and Jimmy just sighed. They had been over this many, many times.

"Here's the frame of mind we need to be in: We are four kids with a decent sum of money in a foreign country. Where would we go and how would we appear inconspicuous?" Julie asked the group of parents.

"Well, the first thing is, they're all under 18, except Marissa, and they don't have visas. So they aren't going to be able to get real jobs anywhere reputable." Sandy stated.

"Yeah, but that only works in their favor." Jimmy put in, because it was true. Their would be no record of them that way. He looked nervous.

"How did they originally get out of the country, though, because their was no surveillance footage of them, anywhere." Sandy brought up, narrowing his eyes at Jimmy, who averted his immediately. "I think the kids escaped by boat." Sandy added pointedly. Everyone gasped at the implication of the statement.

"Jimmy wouldn't have done that...I mean..." Julie trailed off. "Oh my god. You sympathized with them, so you let them go. You've known for days that they left by way of your boat, and you never said a word!" Julie exclaimed, seething.

"Now, Jules, they were going to..." Jimmy got cut off.

"Don't you Jules me you son of a bitch!" Julie cried as she slapped him hard across the face.

Neil shook his head angrily. "You do realize that this means they could be anywhere. Your kid knows how to sail, am I right?" Neil asked the Cohens, and they nodded.

"Yeah, Seth is basically an expert, he could've taken them anywhere." Sandy sighed. Kirsten just stormed off. If only they knew what their kids were going through thousands of miles away. It isn't fair for teenagers to go through things like they were on their own, but those were the cards dealt to them by fate. Because truthfully, if they were around, they'd still be learning the hard way. That's just how it turned out for them.