Title: In My Place

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Set in between "Wanna Bet" and "Miss Me Much". A song fic in which Lex and Chloe think about the break up. Chlex set to Coldplay's "In My Place".

Disclaimer: Right, like I own SmallVille. Hell no! If I did, things would be totally different!

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Chloe sat in the Talon in a dark corner. It was her favorite place in the shop. On any normal occasion, she would be sitting there with Lex laughing with her. Today. However, she was alone.

In my place, in my place,

Were lines that I couldn't change,

I was lost, oh yeah. I was lost, I was lost,

Crossed lines I shouldn't have crossed,

She had chosen to break up with him. It was her doing, her fault, and yet she was the one regretting the break up. She felt so lost without him.

I was lost, oh yeah. And yeah, how long must you wait for it?

Yeah, how long must you pay for it?

Yeah, how long must you wait for it?

Lex sat on the blanket in the garden. His tear stained eyes gazed up at the stars. His heart was broken. He was scared. Scared of never seeing Chloe again. Scared of never holding her in his arms again. But most of all, he was scared of never kissing her again.

I was scared, I was scared,

Tired and under prepared,

But I wait for it.

She was gone and there was nothing he could do about it. How could she leave him like that? She had said she had to go. He missed her.

And if you go, if you go,

Leave me down here on my own,

Then I'll wait for you, yeah.

Chloe lay on her bed, her legs pulled up to his chest. Tears fell down her face. Her radio was blasting "In My Place" by Coldplay. It kind of reminded her of Lex and herself and that made the song even harder to lesion to without crying. She found herself singing along with the words.

Yeah, how long must you wait for it?

Yeah, how long must you pay for it?

Yeah, how long must you wait for it?

Oh for it

Lex was sitting in his car outside Chloe's house. He looked up at her bedroom window were a light was on. His radio was playing the same song as hers and he also was crying. "Chloe... I love you..." He whispered to himself.

Sing it please, please, please,

Come back and sing to me,

To me, me. Come on and sing it out, now, now.

Come on and sing it out

To me, me

Neither of them knew the other was thinking of them. If they did, maybe one of them would have acted then and there. To bad it would be years before the other knew that they still loved them.

Come back and sing. In my place, in my place,

Were lines that I couldn't change,

I was lost, oh yeah.

Oh yeah

Then End