Back to reality…kind of…
By blondie
cdiminyatz@hotmail.com
*I know I haven't written in like months…but I read some old reviews and got a little bit inspired.*
*I own nothing…blah..blah…blah…but if Tom Wellings is up for grabs…*
*please review…I'll read it…pinkie swear…*
*You guys do realize I have no idea what I am doing right?…just checking…*
*for a GREAT laugh…read Nine Months of Trouble in the *NSYNC section…it's sssssssoooo funny…*
*I am not sure whether this will be a Clark/Chloe or Lex/Chloe…maybe I'll kill off Lana…muwahaha..*
*this next chapter is going to be for those chloe/clark peoples (author shields herself from the pounding fists of chloe/ lex peoples) understand that nothing is set in stone! Don't beat me!
Chloe's p.o.v.
I was looking so deep into Lex's eyes that I thought I might see his soul when Clark walked in.
At first Lex and I didn't notice him, Clark's usually quiet for such a big guy. You'd think you could hear those big feet of his coming from a mile away…
Suddenly other…not so innocent thoughts came to my mind when I realized how large Clark's feet actual were…
I was preoccupied with these…thoughts…that I didn't notice the conversation going on around me.
Lex walked out of the room saying something about calling the police station, I didn't catch all of it, and his voice seemed to get quieter the more he talked.
Clark took the chair Lex had been sitting in and looked at me.
1 I figured now would be as good a time as any to ask …
"Are you staying the night with me?"
Leave it to me and my sick mind to phrase a simple question…I could probably make asking my grandpa about his knee surgery sound dirty…
"Ahh…I knew one of these days…you would submit to your desires…and ask me that question Chloe." Clark said as smooth as any player ever had.
I started laughing, as did Clark, and I felt a little more like myself.
Despite the fact that I was in a hospital bed, in a hospital room, in a hospital, wearing a hospital gown.
Not to mention the needle in my arm, oh yeah, this was a regular Friday night in Smallville…
"Seriously Chloe, I plan on staying here with you as long as I can." He said with sincerity looking me in the eye.
Call it just my idiotic crush getting the best of me…but the way he said it…meant something.
He could have as easily said, "Yeah, I'm staying." Or "I'll stay" Or "Leave all this free Jell-O out in the open? No way! I am so staying."
But no. He said, "I plan on staying HERE WITH YOU AS LONG AS I CAN."
Yeah, I really shouldn't think so much after head injuries…
It got really quiet in the room. I heard some water drip in the IV bag.
Clark took a deep breath and looked at me again, only this time a little apprehensively and skeptically.
"Do you…do you want to talk about it?"
It…Whitney…car…drugs…pole…Clark.
I smiled at that last one.
"Thank you." I said to him happily, as if he had just bought me my favorite ice cream…just because he saw it there and he knew I liked it…
"For what?" his eyebrows knotted and he looked confused. His head turned to the side and he did this little half smile of his.
"For saving me."
Clark's p.o.v.
She thinks I saved her.
I am not sure how she thinks I did that.
I had no idea where she was, no one did, Mr. William walking by and hearing her laughing at just that moment was a fluke…
The only thing I could think of was her thinking that I was the one who pulled her.
I wished I had pulled her up. I wanted to, but then I realized that we could have just as easily pulled away the ground and revealed a corpse.
I knew I couldn't handle seeing Chloe as a corpse.
The idea of using my X-ray vision to see if her heart was beating was out of the question. I was look to be seeing half as good as I regularly do with the tears in my eyes that I was trying so hard to keep from falling and becoming noticeable.
I thought of all those times I had saved Lana, only to watch Whitney get the glory of her waking up to him and him being the one to comfort her.
Lex had only been the one to pull her up because he would have been able to handle seeing her laying there dead.
She had smiled when she said that I had saved her.
Did she like the idea of that?
I wasn't about to crush whatever Chloe thought had happened and made her happy about the past 12 hours.
"Your welcome."
*~*~*~*~* Author's note: who else wouldn't mind seeing Clark and Lex dressed up all fancy like again? lol maybe it's just me…you see your major crush and another hot guy, BOTH who are in one of your classes, in sweater vests and ties…gets you all…yeah…guys need to dress up like that more often…but not too often…lol…not so often that they actually liked it…
By blondie
cdiminyatz@hotmail.com
*I know I haven't written in like months…but I read some old reviews and got a little bit inspired.*
*I own nothing…blah..blah…blah…but if Tom Wellings is up for grabs…*
*please review…I'll read it…pinkie swear…*
*You guys do realize I have no idea what I am doing right?…just checking…*
*for a GREAT laugh…read Nine Months of Trouble in the *NSYNC section…it's sssssssoooo funny…*
*I am not sure whether this will be a Clark/Chloe or Lex/Chloe…maybe I'll kill off Lana…muwahaha..*
*this next chapter is going to be for those chloe/clark peoples (author shields herself from the pounding fists of chloe/ lex peoples) understand that nothing is set in stone! Don't beat me!
Chloe's p.o.v.
I was looking so deep into Lex's eyes that I thought I might see his soul when Clark walked in.
At first Lex and I didn't notice him, Clark's usually quiet for such a big guy. You'd think you could hear those big feet of his coming from a mile away…
Suddenly other…not so innocent thoughts came to my mind when I realized how large Clark's feet actual were…
I was preoccupied with these…thoughts…that I didn't notice the conversation going on around me.
Lex walked out of the room saying something about calling the police station, I didn't catch all of it, and his voice seemed to get quieter the more he talked.
Clark took the chair Lex had been sitting in and looked at me.
1 I figured now would be as good a time as any to ask …
"Are you staying the night with me?"
Leave it to me and my sick mind to phrase a simple question…I could probably make asking my grandpa about his knee surgery sound dirty…
"Ahh…I knew one of these days…you would submit to your desires…and ask me that question Chloe." Clark said as smooth as any player ever had.
I started laughing, as did Clark, and I felt a little more like myself.
Despite the fact that I was in a hospital bed, in a hospital room, in a hospital, wearing a hospital gown.
Not to mention the needle in my arm, oh yeah, this was a regular Friday night in Smallville…
"Seriously Chloe, I plan on staying here with you as long as I can." He said with sincerity looking me in the eye.
Call it just my idiotic crush getting the best of me…but the way he said it…meant something.
He could have as easily said, "Yeah, I'm staying." Or "I'll stay" Or "Leave all this free Jell-O out in the open? No way! I am so staying."
But no. He said, "I plan on staying HERE WITH YOU AS LONG AS I CAN."
Yeah, I really shouldn't think so much after head injuries…
It got really quiet in the room. I heard some water drip in the IV bag.
Clark took a deep breath and looked at me again, only this time a little apprehensively and skeptically.
"Do you…do you want to talk about it?"
It…Whitney…car…drugs…pole…Clark.
I smiled at that last one.
"Thank you." I said to him happily, as if he had just bought me my favorite ice cream…just because he saw it there and he knew I liked it…
"For what?" his eyebrows knotted and he looked confused. His head turned to the side and he did this little half smile of his.
"For saving me."
Clark's p.o.v.
She thinks I saved her.
I am not sure how she thinks I did that.
I had no idea where she was, no one did, Mr. William walking by and hearing her laughing at just that moment was a fluke…
The only thing I could think of was her thinking that I was the one who pulled her.
I wished I had pulled her up. I wanted to, but then I realized that we could have just as easily pulled away the ground and revealed a corpse.
I knew I couldn't handle seeing Chloe as a corpse.
The idea of using my X-ray vision to see if her heart was beating was out of the question. I was look to be seeing half as good as I regularly do with the tears in my eyes that I was trying so hard to keep from falling and becoming noticeable.
I thought of all those times I had saved Lana, only to watch Whitney get the glory of her waking up to him and him being the one to comfort her.
Lex had only been the one to pull her up because he would have been able to handle seeing her laying there dead.
She had smiled when she said that I had saved her.
Did she like the idea of that?
I wasn't about to crush whatever Chloe thought had happened and made her happy about the past 12 hours.
"Your welcome."
*~*~*~*~* Author's note: who else wouldn't mind seeing Clark and Lex dressed up all fancy like again? lol maybe it's just me…you see your major crush and another hot guy, BOTH who are in one of your classes, in sweater vests and ties…gets you all…yeah…guys need to dress up like that more often…but not too often…lol…not so often that they actually liked it…