Pete walked up the steps of the loft, He was at his house when it hit him,
something happened to Clark.
"Clark?" He called as he walked in
He had known Clark had taken the red krytonite class ring but Pete knew that Clark would decide against wearing it. He always did the right thing, for some reason. He did not hear Clark but he heard Lana, sniffling and sobbing softly. Immediately he knew why.
"Lana?" He asked, "Where's Clark?"
She was curled up on the couch, Hands around her knees and her head buried in them. She looked up at him.
"Where is Clark?" He asked again
She had been crying for a while, he could tell. Her eyes were swollen and bloodshot, she even looked a little pale. God, Pete thought, how is it that even when Lana Lang looks horrible she looks beautiful?
"Gone" she whispered softly
He did it, he really did it. It felt like Pete had gotten the wind knocked out of him.
"Lana?" he asked softly "Um, do you know where he went?"
Lana sniffed again "He just said he had to leave, God knows where he is!"
"Oh God" was all he could manage out
"Will he ever come back?" she asked, sounding atleast 12 years younger than she was
"Yeah" he said to her "When he realizes how stupid he was"
"Did.. Did he say anything to you?"
Pete shook his head "No" he lied
She sat upright with her feet on the ground, wiping her eyes and nose "I can't believe he just rode off like that" she whispered
He sat down next to her "I'm sure he'll be back soon"
"He asked me to come with him.. I couldn't," she said, as if in a state
"It's OK" He said, running his hand through her head
God, It was so soft, he thought, she smelt so.. pretty. A soft lilac perfume. He never had a crush on Lana. She was a friend and he thought she was pretty.. Nothing more than that, He always had the hots for Chloe. She had the hots for Clark. Clark had the hots for Lana. It was confusing. However, right now, just sitting with her, he was feeling something. Stupid hormones. A few tears flowed down Lana's cheeks; he resisted the urge to wipe them away.
"He'll come back soon," he said uncertain "He's just.. Stressed and confused.. He has to figure it out"
"Yeah, but why won't he let me in? Why can't he talk to me? Okay, I know he has his secrets but...." she stopped and began to sob ucomtrollably.
Pete was suddenly uncomfortable; he had no idea what to do. He comforted her the best he could. He put his arm around her and pulled her close. She did not pull away. She buried her head in his shirt and cried her eyes out. He took a deep breath, inhaling her lilac perfume that he had never noticed before; he took a few more because he loved it so much. He rubbed her back with one hand and ran his finger through her hair with the other. Her hair smelt like lilac too. Her loud sobs were muffled by his shirt.
"It's OK" he said softly to her, rubbing her back "It will be fine"
He heard her sobbing some more. Her skin was so soft. Oh God, he was falling for Lana! He shook his head. Control your hormones, control it, and comfort the girl. He was holding a girl in his arms, which he felt a sudden attraction to. He wanted to kiss her so bad now.
"It's OK" he said again "Cry, I'm right here, get it all out, It will be fine don't worry, I'm right here" he said over and over.
To his suprise, he kissed her forehead. He just wanted to let her know that he is here for her. Just wanted to make her feel better. Not fall for her! Lana felt the attraction now. She was on rebound from Clark suddenly. Pete was nothing more than a friend. A little cute, but that's it. Then why did she feel so.. safe? He was so.. warm. She felt so safe in his arms and suddenly seemed to be falling for him. She quickly blamed it on her hormones. She could not control it now. Her heart was broken beyond repair because of Clark leaving but with Pete here holding her.. She felt good. Oh no, she thought to herself, I'm not falling for Pete. No way, no how! He smelt of aftershave that would usually make her gag anytime she near him. He had overdue it a little sometimes. But right now.. It smelt good. Plus, he clothes was so soft and dryer-fresh. She buried her face some more into his shirt, suddenly feeling guilty for soaking it with her tears. It felt so good, him rubbing her back. He could definitely qualify to be a massage therapist. Plus, he was running his finger through her hair, which Lana loved when anyone would do that, but how he was doing it.. It just felt so soothing.
"I'm here" he said to her again "Just cry, get it all out"
She wanted to kiss him more than anything right now. She moved her face to face his. They had no idea what they would do next but they both did what felt natural. They kissed. They both enjoyed it. Both loved each other pillowly lips. For a minute, Lana totally forgot about Clark. Then it hit her; she was kissing Pete Ross in Clark Kent's loft! With a sudden feeling of stabbing guilt, they both pulled apart.
"Um.." Pete stammered
"Yeah, uh.." Lana stammered
"I think.."
"Yeah.."
"Uh, I should go.."
"Yeah.. Me too"
Lana was the first to get up and Pete could have sworn that she had superspeed herself by how fast she had ran out. He sat back in Clark's couch, in Clark's loft. He had just kissed Clark's girl! Oh man, he thought, I liked it, That is the horrible part and I'm pretty sure she did too. Clark could be dead somewhere and here I am kissing Lana! I just wanted to comfort her not fall for her! Pete sighed and got up, a mixture of guilt and concern for Clark bottled up inside of him. He left quickly and returned home.
Lana ran home as quickly as she could, she was crying again. She felt disgusted with herself. She kissed Pete Ross, Clark's best friend and liked it. She loved being in his arms and him comforting her. She had even forgot about Clark who was God-knows-where. Chloe was not home, thank God! She couldn't even face Chloe now. Lana ran up to her room, closed the door, held a pillow to her face to muffle the sound and screamed as loud as she could. She screamed because she was angry with herself for kissing Pete, she screamed because she already missed Clark, she screamed until it felt like her vocal cords would bust. She put the pillow down and sat on her bed. Wondering where she and Pete stood with each other.
"Clark?" He called as he walked in
He had known Clark had taken the red krytonite class ring but Pete knew that Clark would decide against wearing it. He always did the right thing, for some reason. He did not hear Clark but he heard Lana, sniffling and sobbing softly. Immediately he knew why.
"Lana?" He asked, "Where's Clark?"
She was curled up on the couch, Hands around her knees and her head buried in them. She looked up at him.
"Where is Clark?" He asked again
She had been crying for a while, he could tell. Her eyes were swollen and bloodshot, she even looked a little pale. God, Pete thought, how is it that even when Lana Lang looks horrible she looks beautiful?
"Gone" she whispered softly
He did it, he really did it. It felt like Pete had gotten the wind knocked out of him.
"Lana?" he asked softly "Um, do you know where he went?"
Lana sniffed again "He just said he had to leave, God knows where he is!"
"Oh God" was all he could manage out
"Will he ever come back?" she asked, sounding atleast 12 years younger than she was
"Yeah" he said to her "When he realizes how stupid he was"
"Did.. Did he say anything to you?"
Pete shook his head "No" he lied
She sat upright with her feet on the ground, wiping her eyes and nose "I can't believe he just rode off like that" she whispered
He sat down next to her "I'm sure he'll be back soon"
"He asked me to come with him.. I couldn't," she said, as if in a state
"It's OK" He said, running his hand through her head
God, It was so soft, he thought, she smelt so.. pretty. A soft lilac perfume. He never had a crush on Lana. She was a friend and he thought she was pretty.. Nothing more than that, He always had the hots for Chloe. She had the hots for Clark. Clark had the hots for Lana. It was confusing. However, right now, just sitting with her, he was feeling something. Stupid hormones. A few tears flowed down Lana's cheeks; he resisted the urge to wipe them away.
"He'll come back soon," he said uncertain "He's just.. Stressed and confused.. He has to figure it out"
"Yeah, but why won't he let me in? Why can't he talk to me? Okay, I know he has his secrets but...." she stopped and began to sob ucomtrollably.
Pete was suddenly uncomfortable; he had no idea what to do. He comforted her the best he could. He put his arm around her and pulled her close. She did not pull away. She buried her head in his shirt and cried her eyes out. He took a deep breath, inhaling her lilac perfume that he had never noticed before; he took a few more because he loved it so much. He rubbed her back with one hand and ran his finger through her hair with the other. Her hair smelt like lilac too. Her loud sobs were muffled by his shirt.
"It's OK" he said softly to her, rubbing her back "It will be fine"
He heard her sobbing some more. Her skin was so soft. Oh God, he was falling for Lana! He shook his head. Control your hormones, control it, and comfort the girl. He was holding a girl in his arms, which he felt a sudden attraction to. He wanted to kiss her so bad now.
"It's OK" he said again "Cry, I'm right here, get it all out, It will be fine don't worry, I'm right here" he said over and over.
To his suprise, he kissed her forehead. He just wanted to let her know that he is here for her. Just wanted to make her feel better. Not fall for her! Lana felt the attraction now. She was on rebound from Clark suddenly. Pete was nothing more than a friend. A little cute, but that's it. Then why did she feel so.. safe? He was so.. warm. She felt so safe in his arms and suddenly seemed to be falling for him. She quickly blamed it on her hormones. She could not control it now. Her heart was broken beyond repair because of Clark leaving but with Pete here holding her.. She felt good. Oh no, she thought to herself, I'm not falling for Pete. No way, no how! He smelt of aftershave that would usually make her gag anytime she near him. He had overdue it a little sometimes. But right now.. It smelt good. Plus, he clothes was so soft and dryer-fresh. She buried her face some more into his shirt, suddenly feeling guilty for soaking it with her tears. It felt so good, him rubbing her back. He could definitely qualify to be a massage therapist. Plus, he was running his finger through her hair, which Lana loved when anyone would do that, but how he was doing it.. It just felt so soothing.
"I'm here" he said to her again "Just cry, get it all out"
She wanted to kiss him more than anything right now. She moved her face to face his. They had no idea what they would do next but they both did what felt natural. They kissed. They both enjoyed it. Both loved each other pillowly lips. For a minute, Lana totally forgot about Clark. Then it hit her; she was kissing Pete Ross in Clark Kent's loft! With a sudden feeling of stabbing guilt, they both pulled apart.
"Um.." Pete stammered
"Yeah, uh.." Lana stammered
"I think.."
"Yeah.."
"Uh, I should go.."
"Yeah.. Me too"
Lana was the first to get up and Pete could have sworn that she had superspeed herself by how fast she had ran out. He sat back in Clark's couch, in Clark's loft. He had just kissed Clark's girl! Oh man, he thought, I liked it, That is the horrible part and I'm pretty sure she did too. Clark could be dead somewhere and here I am kissing Lana! I just wanted to comfort her not fall for her! Pete sighed and got up, a mixture of guilt and concern for Clark bottled up inside of him. He left quickly and returned home.
Lana ran home as quickly as she could, she was crying again. She felt disgusted with herself. She kissed Pete Ross, Clark's best friend and liked it. She loved being in his arms and him comforting her. She had even forgot about Clark who was God-knows-where. Chloe was not home, thank God! She couldn't even face Chloe now. Lana ran up to her room, closed the door, held a pillow to her face to muffle the sound and screamed as loud as she could. She screamed because she was angry with herself for kissing Pete, she screamed because she already missed Clark, she screamed until it felt like her vocal cords would bust. She put the pillow down and sat on her bed. Wondering where she and Pete stood with each other.