They walked onto the private plane that Jimmy had rented for the team, and sat down on the couch together. It was a nicely furnished place, with couches and chairs everywhere, and even it's own little dining area. He put his arm around her, and she leaned her head down onto his chest. He kissed the top of her head, and she smiled softly. "I'm tired." She said after a while.
"Me too." he replied with a yawn. He lazily leaned back farther and pulled her closer to him.
She climbed on top of him and cuddled with him. "Let's go to sleep then." She replied, starting to close her eyes.
"Okay." he said, wrapping both his arms around her. "Good night." He said, though she had already fallen asleep. He smiled and fell asleep too.
A while later, when the rest of the team had finished eating their lunch, Seth and Summer walked over to where the two were sleeping. Summer smiled at her best friend and boyfriend and turned to Seth. "They're so cute Cohen."
"I don't know if cute's the word." he said, looking at them awkwardly. It was obvious that he didn't feel comfortable watching them.
"Come on Cohen, you know they are." She said, motioning to them. Marissa was cuddled up with Ryan, and wore a small smile on her face. Her hair was slightly messed up, probably from moving. They were no longer sitting, but rather laying together on the couch. Ryan's arms were wrapped around Marissa, and his face was buried in her hair. They both wore small smiles, and you could tell they were completely peaceful and content with each other. "I mean, look at them."
Seth took one last look at them and shrugged. He turned and saw Summer pulling out a camera. "What are you doing?"
"This is a moment to be remembered." She said, taking the picture. She took another one, and then put the camera back in her bag. Marissa slowly stirred awake, which caused Ryan to gradually wake up too. The two stared back at Seth and Summer sleepily.
"What do you want?" Ryan asked tiredly.
"Summer just thought that you guys were so cute, so she took a picture of you." Seth commented.
Summer waved them off and said, "I did nothing of the just imagining things."
"No I'm not." Summer nodded and walked off to the other part of the plane. Seth followed her.
"These pictures will come in handy someday Cohen." She whispered. "Mark my words."
"Whatever you say…" Seth said with a roll of his eyes. "Whatever you say…"
Meanwhile Ryan and Marissa were still on the couch, trying to wake up completely. "We could go back to sleep." Ryan pointed out, sitting up on the couch.
She got off of him and stood up from the couch. "And risk those two looking at us again, I don't think so. Besides, I'm already awake, I don't want to sleep again."
"True." He said, getting up as well. He stretched and yawned one last time. Then he took her hand in his and together they walked to the dining area to get some lunch.
"So what exactly are we going to do if we don't go to the party tonight?" She asked, taking a bite of her food. "We like…never do anything together."
"Never say never." He said. "And what I have planned is for us to get some food at the diner, and maybe take a walk on the beach. If you want to…we can go rent some movies, and watch them together."
"I like that idea." She said with a smile. "It's better than dressing up and going to some party where girls are all over you, and we hardly speak for two hours."
"I thought you were over that." He said with a frown. "Remember last night?"
"I am." She said weakly, looking down at her food. For some reason though, he just didn't believe her.
Before he could say anything though, Seth and Summer came and sat down next to them. "So I hear you're not coming to the event tonight." Seth said with a sly smile. "So what exactly are you two going to be doing?"
"Shut it Seth." he said with an annoyed sigh. "I'm not in the mood."
"Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the couch." Seth mumbled.
"That's only because someone woke me up." He said, getting up from where he was sitting. He turned to Marissa and said, "I need to be alone right now."
She watched him walk away and sighed, biting her lip. Summer watched the exchange and sat down where Ryan had been. "What's going on with you two Coop? It thought things were going good."
"They are…it's just…" She stopped to process her thoughts. "It's just…I don't really know." She laughed bitterly and said, "That's kind of sad isn't it?"
Summer nodded and said, "Talk to him. You have this whole night together to spend however you like. Maybe you guys can stay off each other long enough to actually talk."
"Summer!"
"It's just a suggestion." Summer said with a sigh. She got up and grabbed Seth's hand. "I think we're landing soon, we should go sit down."
They walked away, and Marissa went over to Ryan who was already sitting down. "Hey." She said softly, grabbing his hand. "What happened back there…because I don't even know."
"Nothing, I'm just tired." He said, offering her a small smile. He gave her a quick kiss and then leaned back in his chair.
She nodded even though she didn't believe him. She couldn't explain why she'd gotten upset earlier about him being at a party, just that she didn't have a good feeling about it. A gut feeling told her that something was bound to happen eventually at one of those things, and she was scared to death to find out what.
He walked with Marissa to the diner, and he watched as she looked down at the ground and avoided his gaze. They arrived and made their way to their usual booth. "So do you know what you want?" He asked, trying to make conversation.
"Yeah, same thing I always get." She said with no emotion. She seemed lost in thought, and he sighed.
"Looks like we're almost the only ones here." He said, observing his surroundings. "I guess everyone is going to the party, wonder if they're having any fun."
"Can we not talk about he party?" She asked with a sigh. "We didn't go so we could spend time together remember?" She looked up at him and he could see she wasn't happy.
"I'm sorry." He started, but was interrupted by the waitress.
"What can I get you guys?" She asked with a big smile. She turned to Ryan and seemed to finally recognize him. "Hey, I thought you'd be at that party." She said with a huge smile. "Do you mind if I have your autograph?"
He gave her a fake smile and said, "Sure." She handed him her notepad, and he signed it for her.
"I was bummed when I found out that I had to work tonight. I figured you'd be at that party, and I wouldn't be able to see you." She flashed him a flirty smile and touched his arm. "Looks like I got lucky after all." He gave her a charming smile, and she ran her hand along his arm now. "Very lucky." She added.
Marissa made a sound in her throat, obviously trying to get their attention. "I'd like the cheeseburger with chili fries and a coke." She put her hand on Ryan's and gave the waitress a phony smile. "He'll have the same."
She turned to him after a while and he saw that she wasn't happy with him. "That wasn't my fault."
"No, but you didn't do anything to stop her either." She said angrily, but keeping her voice down.
"Stop what, I gave her an autograph for goodness sakes Marissa, what do you expect? I'm kind of famous and popular around here in case you hadn't noticed."
"Of course I notice, I can't forget it!" She hissed at him.
The waitress came back and gave them a sly smile. "Here's your drinks." She handed Ryan his and practically banged Marissa's down on the table.
When she walked away, Marissa turned back to Ryan. "Did you see that?"
"See what?" He asked with a sigh.
"She handed you your drink and practically spilled mine on me."
"Probably on accident." He said, defending the waitress.
"Who's side are you on?" She asked angrily. "You're on hers aren't you?"
"There are no sides!" He said with an annoyed tone. "She gave you a drink, that's it. The rest is probably in your head."
She glared at him, and didn't say anything for a long time. Even after their food came, she didn't say anything to him. They ate in silence, and he'd look up at her every once in a while and saw that she seemed lost in her own little world. When they finally finished eating, the waitress came back with the check. Marissa mumbled under her breath, "Here comes your other girlfriend."
He glared at her, and turned and gave the waitress a fake smile. She said, "If there's anything you guys need, don't be afraid to ask."
"Thanks, we'll keep that in mind." Marissa said with a frown. The waitress rolled her eyes and walked away. Marissa turned to Ryan and said, "Let's get out of here before she comes back."
"Good idea." He said quietly, not wanting to upset her anymore.
They walked out together, but she stayed away from him. They went for their walk on the beach, and he tried to hold her hand, but instead she hugged herself and he put his hands in his jean pockets. The cool night breeze rippled over the ocean, giving the blackish bluish water a pretty effect. The moonlight bounced off the surface and he smiled at the sight. It was truly beautiful. "I'm sorry about earlier." He said after a while.
"Whatever." She said, rubbing her hands over her arms. "It was only a waitress right?"
"How come when you say that I get the feeling that I'm doing something wrong?" He asked with a sigh.
"Maybe you are." She said, avoiding his gaze.
"Really, what?" He challenged. "Give me one thing that I'm doing wrong."
"You're flirting with a waitress right in front of me." She said bitterly.
"I was not flirting with her." He said with a roll of his eyes.
"She was flirting with you."
"And there's nothing I can do about that." he pointed out. "She can do whatever she wants to."
"It's not like you didn't like it." She said quietly.
He sighed and stopped walking. He put his finger under her chin, and lifted it gently to look at him. "I didn't." He said softly. She was going to say something, but he put a finger to her lips. "I can't stand to see you this way, to see us this way."
He removed his finger and she said, "I can't just watch her flirt with you and not say anything."
"I'm not asking you to." He said, taking a step closer to her. He stared at her intently and then said, "All I'm asking is for you to trust me. I'd never do anything to hurt you."
She nodded and sighed. "Okay, I trust you." She leaned in and kissed him softly, and he smiled when she pulled back.
Let's dance in style, lets dance for a while
Heaven can wait we're only watching the skies
Hoping for the best but expecting the worst
Are you going to drop the bomb or not?
"Good." He said. He heard a song start to play on the speakers at the pier from some music store and he said, "Dance with me."
Let us die young or let us live forever
We don't have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip
The music's for the sad men
She giggled and said, "What? Ryan Atwood dancing?"
Can you imagine when this race is won
Turn our golden faces into the sun
Praising our leaders we're getting in tune
The music's played by the mad men
He held out his hand and she took it. He nodded and said, "Dance with me."
Forever young, I want to be forever young
do you really want to live forever, forever and ever
Forever young, I want to be forever young
do you really want to live forever? Forever young
"Okay." She said softly, wrapping her arms around his neck. He put his hands on her waist, and she leaned her head against his chest as they swayed to the music.
Some are like water, some are like the heat
Some are a melody and some are the beat
Sooner or later they all will be gone
why don't they stay young
After a while he said, "Promise me that no matter what's happening, no matter what's going on with us, that when this song comes on we'll drop whatever we're doing and dance to it."
It's so hard to get old without a cause
I don't want to perish like a fleeing horse
Youth's like diamonds in the sun
and diamonds are forever
She was quiet for a moment, and then she nodded and said, "Okay, I promise." She pulled her head back enough to look at him and she leaned in to kiss him.
So many adventures couldn't happen today
So many songs we forgot to play
So many dreams swinging out of the blue
We let them come true
He didn't deepen the kiss, didn't make it over heated or anything. He let this kiss be a simple kiss to mark this simple yet important moment in their lives. When they finally pulled back, he stared into her eyes that reflected the moon's light. "Remember your promise…." He advised her.
Forever young, I want to be forever young
do you really want to live forever, forever and ever
Forever young, I want to be forever young
do you really want to live forever, forever and ever
"I'll never forget it." She said softly. She leaned her head back on his chest, and they continued dancing to the song. The waves crashing against the shore could be heard, and a couple of birds were making some sounds, almost like they were talking to each other. He didn't pay attention to it though, he just knew that he'd remember this moment for a long, long time.
Forever young, I want to be forever young
do you really want to live forever?