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A/N: This is an update, I'm so glad I got reviews, thanks, it gave me the motivation to keep writing. Hope you like the rest! Enjoy! And PLEASE don't stop giving reviews to me!
Rating: PG 13 (for some language and innuendoes)
Title: I'll drink to that
Summary: Chloe tells Clark her feelings after drinking a meteor infested water and doesn't let Lana get in her way.
Chapter Three
Lana's never drove her car so recklessly. "What am I so afraid of anyway?" She thought to herself as she sharply took the curves to the Kent's farm. "It's not like Clark likes Chloe or anything, and besides he must know something is wrong." Lana cursed herself for being so selfish; she tried to convince herself that it was Chloe she was concerned about, her friend that was worrying her. As she got closer to the farm she could see Jonathan walking around carrying some heavy bales of hay but Clark and Chloe were nowhere in site.
She pulled into the driveway right up next to the Volkswagen that had been parked there for who knows how long and jumped out of the car, racing to the barn as if it was on fire.
Clark looked down into the desperate, unfamiliar eyes of his friend. "Chloe, I think something happened to you at that fair." He looked her over using his x-ray vision, hoping to see something that didn't belong, but to Chloe, it just looked like he was eyeing HER over. The curves of her body, the way she moved, the way she looked. Disappointed, he found nothing.
"You're right Clark, something did happen. I woke up. I realized that I'm not going to give up on you, on us, so easily. I know you must have feelings for me Clark. That moment we shared at the dance didn't just disappear. Besides, what does your precious Lana have that I don't?" She searched his face hoping to find the answer written there. The truth was, he didn't know. What WAS his obsession with Lana? Chloe was very attractive and her and Clark had a lot in common. While he was lost in his thoughts, Chloe stood there, tracing her long fingers up and down his masculine arms. He didn't even notice when she grabbed his bicep and lingered on it for a minute. "You know Clark, for being as built as you are, you would think you would have joined the football team, or some other sport for that matter. Afraid you'll outshine them?"
Clark blushed at the comment. He quickly had to think of a good excuse, Chloe was no dummy, and she could see right through him when he lied. "I just don't have time Chloe, with my chores, and everything." It must have been good enough because Chloe ignored the subject, just went on admiring Clark. The way his muscles moved underneath the shirt, the way his jaw clenched when he seemed nervous.
"You know Clark, we never really got to finish that kiss that we started. Are you afraid you might actually feel something for me?" Clark didn't even have time to respond, he didn't know how to. She did bring up a valid point. As Chloe moved in closer to Clark to finish what they had started, Lana came racing up the stairs, all out of breath. Her eyes searching a mile a minute, afraid she missed something.
"Chloe!" The name came out so loud it even scared Lana. She ran over to them and searched Clark's face for an answer to why he was even holding Chloe. He just looked down almost in shame. "Ah, and here comes Lana to break the day and ruin the mood, as usual." Lana's eyes narrowed in a scowl and Clark thought, "if looks could kill". Lana walked over to Chloe, "What is wrong with you Chloe? You can't deny that you haven't been yourself. Everyone sees it, even Clark. Right?" She looked over to Clark, expecting him to agree with her and take her side.
"Chloe, I'm not trying to be the bad guy here and make it look like I'm taking sides, but Lana's right." Chloe quickly rolled her eyes and brushed her hands in the air. "Yeah right Clark. If Lana said that there were aliens invading, you'd believe that too, right?" Clark dismissed the irony and shrugged it off. If only they knew, he thought.
Chloe grabbed her purse, and headed downstairs. "I have to go, it's getting too THICK in here. Two is company Lana, three's a crowd." She passed Lana brushing her shoulder roughly on the way out. Her beetle peeled out of the driveway like a bat out of hell. Lana and Clark just stood there, wondering where it all went wrong.
Lana couldn't help feeling jealous of the embrace, however, that she witnessed them in a minute ago. She also couldn't let her feelings muttle her thoughts. "Lana." She didn't even let Clark finish his statement. "I have to go Clark. Maybe you and Pete and I can get together tomorrow night at the Talon, and figure out what is plaguing Chloe. You forget that I have to live with her. This is starting to turn into a day time soap opera nightmare." And with that she was out of the barn. Clark stood there wondering how he was to blame for all of this. "I know something happened at that fair." He decided he was going to go back and search for some kind of clue as to what had gotten to Chloe. He didn't want to accept the fact that maybe, just maybe, something did wake up in Chloe and she couldn't hide her feelings any longer. Not when things were going so well with Lana. If this was the way Chloe was going to be forever, he didn't know how much more he or anyone else could take.
A/N: This is an update, I'm so glad I got reviews, thanks, it gave me the motivation to keep writing. Hope you like the rest! Enjoy! And PLEASE don't stop giving reviews to me!
Rating: PG 13 (for some language and innuendoes)
Title: I'll drink to that
Summary: Chloe tells Clark her feelings after drinking a meteor infested water and doesn't let Lana get in her way.
Chapter Three
Lana's never drove her car so recklessly. "What am I so afraid of anyway?" She thought to herself as she sharply took the curves to the Kent's farm. "It's not like Clark likes Chloe or anything, and besides he must know something is wrong." Lana cursed herself for being so selfish; she tried to convince herself that it was Chloe she was concerned about, her friend that was worrying her. As she got closer to the farm she could see Jonathan walking around carrying some heavy bales of hay but Clark and Chloe were nowhere in site.
She pulled into the driveway right up next to the Volkswagen that had been parked there for who knows how long and jumped out of the car, racing to the barn as if it was on fire.
Clark looked down into the desperate, unfamiliar eyes of his friend. "Chloe, I think something happened to you at that fair." He looked her over using his x-ray vision, hoping to see something that didn't belong, but to Chloe, it just looked like he was eyeing HER over. The curves of her body, the way she moved, the way she looked. Disappointed, he found nothing.
"You're right Clark, something did happen. I woke up. I realized that I'm not going to give up on you, on us, so easily. I know you must have feelings for me Clark. That moment we shared at the dance didn't just disappear. Besides, what does your precious Lana have that I don't?" She searched his face hoping to find the answer written there. The truth was, he didn't know. What WAS his obsession with Lana? Chloe was very attractive and her and Clark had a lot in common. While he was lost in his thoughts, Chloe stood there, tracing her long fingers up and down his masculine arms. He didn't even notice when she grabbed his bicep and lingered on it for a minute. "You know Clark, for being as built as you are, you would think you would have joined the football team, or some other sport for that matter. Afraid you'll outshine them?"
Clark blushed at the comment. He quickly had to think of a good excuse, Chloe was no dummy, and she could see right through him when he lied. "I just don't have time Chloe, with my chores, and everything." It must have been good enough because Chloe ignored the subject, just went on admiring Clark. The way his muscles moved underneath the shirt, the way his jaw clenched when he seemed nervous.
"You know Clark, we never really got to finish that kiss that we started. Are you afraid you might actually feel something for me?" Clark didn't even have time to respond, he didn't know how to. She did bring up a valid point. As Chloe moved in closer to Clark to finish what they had started, Lana came racing up the stairs, all out of breath. Her eyes searching a mile a minute, afraid she missed something.
"Chloe!" The name came out so loud it even scared Lana. She ran over to them and searched Clark's face for an answer to why he was even holding Chloe. He just looked down almost in shame. "Ah, and here comes Lana to break the day and ruin the mood, as usual." Lana's eyes narrowed in a scowl and Clark thought, "if looks could kill". Lana walked over to Chloe, "What is wrong with you Chloe? You can't deny that you haven't been yourself. Everyone sees it, even Clark. Right?" She looked over to Clark, expecting him to agree with her and take her side.
"Chloe, I'm not trying to be the bad guy here and make it look like I'm taking sides, but Lana's right." Chloe quickly rolled her eyes and brushed her hands in the air. "Yeah right Clark. If Lana said that there were aliens invading, you'd believe that too, right?" Clark dismissed the irony and shrugged it off. If only they knew, he thought.
Chloe grabbed her purse, and headed downstairs. "I have to go, it's getting too THICK in here. Two is company Lana, three's a crowd." She passed Lana brushing her shoulder roughly on the way out. Her beetle peeled out of the driveway like a bat out of hell. Lana and Clark just stood there, wondering where it all went wrong.
Lana couldn't help feeling jealous of the embrace, however, that she witnessed them in a minute ago. She also couldn't let her feelings muttle her thoughts. "Lana." She didn't even let Clark finish his statement. "I have to go Clark. Maybe you and Pete and I can get together tomorrow night at the Talon, and figure out what is plaguing Chloe. You forget that I have to live with her. This is starting to turn into a day time soap opera nightmare." And with that she was out of the barn. Clark stood there wondering how he was to blame for all of this. "I know something happened at that fair." He decided he was going to go back and search for some kind of clue as to what had gotten to Chloe. He didn't want to accept the fact that maybe, just maybe, something did wake up in Chloe and she couldn't hide her feelings any longer. Not when things were going so well with Lana. If this was the way Chloe was going to be forever, he didn't know how much more he or anyone else could take.