Disclaimer: Fox and Josh Schwartz own The O.C. not me. Oh and I forgot to mention in the last chapter that the song was "Tired of You" by the Exies...so yeah I don't own that either.
Later that night, everyone carried the last of the large suitcases and bags they didn't need into Marissa's room.
"Is it just me, or is your grandmother purposely putting them in this situation?" Kirsten whispered to Sandy.
"Trust me, it's not just you. Gram's always been…a matchmaker. I suppose you could call her that," Sandy replied.
"But why would she play matchmaker if- so she doesn't believe them," Kirsten said as realization dawned on her.
"As convincing as they are, I think Seth blew it for them with his alcohol-induced proclamation. She probably pieced everything together after that."
"And they don't suspect a thing."
"Nope. They still think they're doing this to keep Gram happy. I know my mom already told them she knows the truth. So they basically think this is all for Gram….too bad, she's working against them," Sandy smirked.
"She is a sly one," Kirsten giggled.
"Well I guess that's everything," Nana said coming out of the room.
"Alright. See you two tomorrow morning. You are coming to see us before we fly back home, aren't you?" Gram asked.
"Yeah," Seth replied.
"Of course," Summer added.
"We'll all go out for breakfast," Nana suggested.
"Sounds great," Summer smiled.
"Alright. We're leaving now. Behave," Kirsten instructed as she kissed Seth's cheek and hugged Summer.
"Don't worry about that, Mom."
"We're out. See you in the morning," Sandy said and hugged Seth and Summer.
"Good night," Gram said before kissing them both on the cheek.
"Good night. You two have fun," Nana smiled with a twinkle in her eye.
"Night, Nana," Seth replied before kissing his grandmother's cheek.
"Good night," Summer added and hugged her.
"You're not getting away with just a hug," Nana said and kissed Summer's cheek.
Summer smiled happily.
-
Everyone left, leaving Seth and Summer just standing there alone. They glanced at each other before Summer said she was going to go change into her pajamas. Seth sat down on the couch.
"So do you want to watch a movie or something? Or just go to bed?" Seth asked.
Summer snapped her head in his direction at the question of going to bed with him.
"I mean you don't have to do anything. If you're tired or whatever, you can go to sleep. I'll just watch a movie out here…I'll even sleep out her if you'd like," Seth said with a shrug.
"A movie sounds good," Summer replied.
"What do you want to watch?"
"Whatever."
"Whatever? Like my choice?" Seth asked incredulously.
Summer nodded.
"I have waited for this day like my entire life," Seth grinned and began rummaging through her movie selection.
"All you have is chick flicks and romantic comedies," Seth grimaced.
"Shut up, Cohen. I'm sure you own like half of them," Summer said rolling her eyes.
"What? Why-what makes you think that?"
Summer just looked at him.
"Ok. I may have a few of them. But I have other stuff too," Seth said trying to defend himself.
"What manly movies do you own? X-men and other comic book related movies don't count."
"I-well-I- is there even a point to this conversation?"
"Just pick a movie, Cohen," Summer sighed.
"Right."
"Do you want anything to eat or drink? I can get it while you make your selection," Summer offered.
"No thanks. I don't think I could eat if I wanted to. Wedding receptions really stuff you with food…or at least Newport wedding receptions do," Seth replied.
"Yeah, I know what you mean."
-
Two hours later, the movie had just ended and Seth looked over at Summer. She had tear stains down her cheeks and no makeup on. She was wearing her pajamas and her hair was pulled back in a loose pony tail. He thought she looked absolutely beautiful.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Summer asked without tearing her eyes from the TV screen.
"Nothing. I just…you're really beautiful," Seth let the words just roll out of his mouth without thinking.
Summer looked at him quickly.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean-well I did-but…sorry," Seth stuttered.
"It's ok…thank you," Summer replied quietly.
"You're welcome."
They sat in silence for a moment.
"Why do you have to make this so hard on me?" Summer asked suddenly.
"Um what?"
"Why do you have to be like this, Cohen?"
"Like what?" Seth asked, clearly confused.
"Like this. Like sweet and-and nearly perfect."
"Perfect?"
"Well no, not perfect. But perfect in your own weird Cohen-y way."
"Um, sorry?"
"Do you know how hard you are making it for me to hate you right now?" Summer asked shaking her head in frustration.
"Once again, sorry."
"God, don't apologize. It's just…it's really hard for me to hate you when you're being so…you make me want to hate myself for wanting to hate you."
"Sorry."
"Stop apologizing!"
"Sorry. I mean- I just did it again," Seth groaned.
"Yeah, you did. So stop already."
"Well what else do you want me to say, Summer? I'm glad you don't hate me. It sucks that you want to. I don't want you to hate yourself for wanting to hate me. I just wish that we didn't have to have any hate going on. What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to say?"
"I don't know. Do you really think that I would know the right answer?"
"I don't know. You seem to know everything else," Seth replied bitterly.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Just that you apparently know that we can't be together, which at this point is getting pretty frustrating. I never know what you're thinking or how you're feeling. The only thing I know is that this being us but not being us thing is way too hard for me."
"Well then I guess it's a good thing everyone's leaving tomorrow then we won't have to do this anymore," Summer snapped. "I'm sorry that you're so miserable being around me."
"You know that's not it! I love being around. I love spending all this time with you and I wish that I could just make time stop so tomorrow wouldn't come because tomorrow night all of this is over. I just wish that...it doesn't matter. I guess things have to go back to normal eventually," Seth sighed.
"I guess so."
They sat in silence again.
"Summer, do you remember the other night when we were drunk."
"Yeah."
"Well…I told you, I told you the truth about that night, about the day that we broke up. Summer, I swear I didn't cheat on you."
"Cohen," Summer started to protest.
"Summer, I didn't sleep with her. I don't even know her. I swear I thought you took me home that night. But even if you had taken me home still nothing would have happened. Nothing did happen!"
"You don't remember!" Summer screamed as she stood up and started to storm away.
"Exactly! I don't remember because I passed out! You saw me in Aspen. You know how I am," Seth said.
Summer stopped mid-step but didn't turn around.
"You know that if I've drank enough to not remember than nothing could happen because I will pass out. I can't last long with alcohol in me and you know that! I didn't cheat on you! I slept in a bed with a stranger but that's all it was. We slept. With our clothes on. Or at least most of our clothes on. I mean I was shirtless, but that's not the point! The point is I didn't have sex with her. We slept. Then I woke up to you cussing at me in English and her…saying God knows what in Spanish!" Seth explained.
"But how do you know that nothing happened?" Summer asked, whirling around to face him her eyes full of pain for just a second before it was quickly replaced with anger.
"Because no matter how drunk I was I would never do that to you."
"You thought she was me."
"Yeah, but if I had kissed her I would have known right away that she wasn't you, regardless of how drunk I was. No one will ever kiss me the way you do. I'd have known and I would have stopped anything from happening," Seth said standing up and walking to her.
"How," Summer started to ask.
"Did Matt kiss you like I did?"
Summer shook her head no.
"What about Billy? Or David? Or any other actor?"
Summer shook her head again.
"What about any other guy you've ever dated?"
"No," Summer whispered.
"Exactly."
Summer suddenly became very interested in the carpet.
"I have loved you my entire life and if I could just go back then I would have tried harder to explain to you the truth that day. I thought you needed space. Then I gave us too much space and," Seth tried to explain.
"I'm tired, Cohen. I'm going to bed. Can we just like not do this tonight?"
"Yeah. Good night, Summer," Seth said crestfallen as he walked back to the couch.
"You don't have to sleep on the couch," Summer said softly from the doorway to her room.
"I don't?"
"I don't know what time everyone's coming here tomorrow morning. It'd look bad if you were asleep on the couch."
"Oh…right," Seth replied.
"Well come on then. Let's just go to sleep."
Seth followed Summer into the bedroom.
-
Seth woke up to the sound of sniffling. Summer was lying with her back towards him, crying silently.
"Sum?" Seth asked his voice still groggy from sleep.
"What?" she asked, her voice coming out shakier than she wanted it to sound.
"What's wrong? Are you ok?"
"Just go back to sleep, Cohen."
"What's wrong?" Seth asked again, placing his hand on her shoulder.
Seth propped himself up on his left arm to try to look at her. Finally, Summer rolled over an faced him. Tears were streaming down her face.
"Talk to me," Seth begged wiping away her tears with the pad of his thumb.
"Cohen," Summer managed to say before she broke down sobbing.
Seth pulled her to him and rubbed her back as she sobbed into his t-shirt. He whispered soothing words in her ear and kissed her hair. Summer eventually calmed down and pulled back a little. Seth tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Summer leaned up quickly and closed the distance between them kissing him.
"Summer," Seth muttered against her lips.
"I've missed you so much," Summer said, tears springing to her eyes again.
"I've missed you too," Seth replied before kissing her.
"Can we just- I don't even want to think- can we just not worry about anything tonight and just- I just want to be us again tonight," Summer confessed between kisses.
Seth nodded and kissed her again, only this time he kissed her with every ounce of passion he had inside for her. Surprisingly, she kissed him back just as desperately and passionately.They somehow remained kissing as Summer tugged his t-shirt off of him. He pulled her tank top off her smoothly. They continued to kiss as they undressed each other. Summer moaned as Seth kissed her neck and explored all of her newly exposed flesh with his hands. Finally, she had enough and pulled his face back up to hers and kissed him deeply.
-
Later that night, Seth lay with Summer wrapped in his arms. They were both nearly falling asleep. She was unconsciously stroking his arm that was draped over her.
"Do you think this was a mistake?" Seth asked.
Summer didn't reply.
"You think this was a mistake," Seth said slightly pulling away from her.
"No!" Summer said quickly, wrapping his arms around her again. "I think it was right for tonight. But tomorrow…I don't want to think about tomorrow."
Seth was silent.
"Just hold me tonight. Just act like…let's act like there is no tomorrow and just be here…with me," Summer continued.
"It's just me and you," Seth whispered.
He kissed her bare shoulder and laid his head back down on the pillow as they both drifted off to sleep wrapped in each other's arms.
(AN: It's about damn time! I'll even admit it! SEX! Yes! haha...but now I'm getting sad b/c I only have like two more chapters left and I've really enjoyed writing this story...what will I do with my free time once this is finished? That's a scary thought. Well keep reading and I'll keep writing...for like two more chapters...man this is depressing. I've ruined my happiness for the Seth & Summer sex b/c I've realized that I can't keep going on forever. That sucks)