A/N: Okay, last part. No more after this! LOL All done. I hope you like it
and I'm glad that you've taken the time to read this story. Oh, and *
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Waking up in a hospital was something Chloe Sullivan was all too familiar with. The sterile smell that seemed to deepen with every intake of breathe would make Chloe sick to her stomach, and this time was no different. Opening her eyes just wasn't an option, as her brain seemed to be trying to pound it's way out of her head. Last thing she remembered...Lex kneeling beside her and the strong urge to throw up.
~Oh God...please don't tell me I threw up on Lex. Please!~
She wanted to open her eyes, be home in her bed, and realize all that was just a bad dream. But when she felt a hand start to stroke her pale cheek, she knew that wasn't it at all. She thought it was probably Lex, he was the last person she remembered being near. But Charles' voice rang out loud and clear and she couldn't stop the cringe she displayed as his loud voice strengthened the pounding in her head.
"Are you awake, Chloe? Can you hear me?"
She groaned loudly and moved her head so that his hand was no longer caressing her cheek. "Yes, I can hear you. You don't have to yell."
He frowned and moved back a little. "Sorry. How are you feeling?"
His voice had lessened in volume and she sighed. "Sorry for jumping down your throat just then. I..."
"I know," he interrupted, voice still soft. "Your head must be killing you."
"Ya think?" She opened one eye and realized that barely any light resided in the small hospital room. She barely saw Charles smile.
"I didn't think you'd appreciate waking up to a room full of bright lights and sunshine, so I made it dark in here."
"And I thank you for that." She sat up a little and sighed, feeling the pressure in her back ease up a little at the change of position. "So...here I am again. You'd think they'd at least have a room especially for me," she said, trying to make light of the situation. She hated feeling helpless and confined in this place. She just wasn't herself while here.
"Yeah, I suppose so." He seemed to think for a second before staring at her. "What do you remember exactly?"
She stared straight ahead, deep in thought. The events of the night before were such a blur, all she could really remember was the last few seconds before she'd passed out. Lex looking at her with so much concern in his eyes, not caring about his own cuts and bruises. He probably thought it was the gentlemanly thing to do, but then realized, no. It was most definitely the Lex thing to do. Of course he'd be concerned about her. He was her friend.
*"Are you stupid?"
"No, just in love."*
The scene appearing in her mind startled her and her eyes widened. Before she knew what had happened, Charles was rambling on about something. She focused her attention on his words and not on the rush of emotion going through her body at the thought of Lex actually loving her.
"Chloe...I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to push you that hard. It just...happened. I'm sorry. It was just...Lex and him kissing you and..." Her eyes widened again as she remembered what he spoke of. She cut him off, mid stammering.
"It's alright um...I forgive you." She didn't know what to really think. She felt she should maybe be angry? Or apologetic? She didn't know and didn't want to know. It actually hurt to think, and Chloe laughed inside.
"Really? You...you mean that?"
"Well, yeah. I mean, it wasn't really your fault. But you shouldn't have pushed me, Charles. I was just trying to keep things calm and now, look what happened."
"I know, and I'm sor-"
She held up her hand and he became silenced almost instantly. "Don't. Okay? I'm fine with it. No harm done...well, not really anyways."
He nodded and his head fell. Okay, so her lame attempt at a joke fell through. No biggie.
"Chloe, I am very s-"
"Stop! I know you're sorry. Don't keep saying it. I said I'm fine," she said, starting to grow a bit agitated.
He smirked. "I wasn't going to say sorry."
"Oh."
"I was going to say that I am very stupid for letting you dance with him."
Her agitation grew. "You didn't let me do anything. I am my own person."
"Yes, but you are also my girlfriend, and when I see my girlfriend not only get kissed by some other guy, but actually return the kiss...I don't just let those type of things go."
She felt a little guilty for that, but didn't let it show. "Yeah well, you seemed a little preoccupied at the time also."
He rose from his chair angrily. "Oh, don't give me that! You KNOW I didn't want Victoria hanging all over me like that! I just danced with her to be civil. I didn't think you'd go crawling into his arms the minute I turn my back."
If Chloe could, she'd have been out of that bed and in his face in a second. "He and I are friends, how often must I remind you of that?!"
He scoffed. "The next thing you're going to say is that the kiss meant nothing. Right. I can't take this anymore. Call me when you realize that what you did was worse than what I did."
"Oh right. I kiss a guy and you land me in the hospital. Yeah, I think I won that competition by a mile," she said, rolling her eyes.
"And to think, just a second ago, you said you were okay with that. That you forgave me." He sighed. "Look Chloe, I don't want to fight. I'm sorry if I'm being the jealous boyfriend here, but I think I have reason to be. I see you kissing Lex and it just set me off. All the times I'd seen you two together, flirting. I shrugged it off as just being really close, but no. Not anymore. I need to know if you want to be in this relationship or not. I'm willing to work at it. The question is, are you?" He walked over, kissed her forehead, and walked out of the room. Her head fell back as she sighed heavily.
~"Well...this really sucks."~ She laughed at her own thoughts and faintly heard voices coming from outside her room. She listened very closely and, thankful that the door was slightly open, caught the sound of two people arguing. She had a pretty good idea of who might be out there.
Outside....
Lex Luthor stepped out of the elevator and walked over to the nurse's station, asking which room Chloe was in. He held a single white rose in his hands as he walked towards her room, heart beating rapidly in his chest. He was actually worried about what would happen. What she'd say. She hadn't really gotten a chance to react to his confession and he didn't know how he could've made such a stupid slip up. That wasn't how he was supposed to tell her. But, it was too late now. Might as well face her now. as he inched closer to her room, his heart beat quickened and his footsteps slowed. Maybe he shouldn't be here. He saw Charles exit Chloe's room and any thought of turning around and leaving was thrown right out the window.
"Luthor." Charles snarled out his name as if it were poison and Lex seemed unfazed.
"Charles. Always a pleasure. Now, if you'll excuse me..." He has just started walking towards the door to Chloe's room when he felt a hand grab his arm, jerking him back.
"I don't think so, Luthor. You see, she's not really up for visitors right now. Least of all you." Charles threw Lex's arm to the side and crossed his own arms over his chest. "I'm not letting you near her."
Lex smirked somewhat evilly. "I think I shouldn't be letting you anywhere near her. I mean, you are the reason she's in here after all."
Charles smirked in return, arms still crossed in a superior manner. Lex wasn't at all impressed. "Think about it, Luthor. If you hadn't kissed her...none of that mess would have happened. And she, in turn, wouldn't be in here."
Lex nodded. "That may be, but I don't regret what I did. You don't deserve her, Charles. I don't think even I deserve that incredible woman in there. But I know for damn sure she'd be safer and probably more happier with me."
Charles laughed. "Oh right, I forgot. Anyone involved with the Luthors are obviously guaranteed happiness and security for years to come. Sorry, must've slipped my mind momentarily," Charles shot back sarcastically. When Lex didn't respond for a second, he thought he'd won. He smiled triumphantly and leaned back against the wall, rather pleased with himself. That was, until Lex smiled and nodded.
"You give a good argument, Brokkard. But truth be told, I could give her everything she needs. And I'm not talking about clothes or jewelry or whatever else you think I'd purchase to get her. No, I'd give her what she needs the most. Love. Tell me Charles, how much time did you and Chloe spend with each other these past few weeks?"
The smile was erased from Charles' face as quickly as it had appeared. "I don't believe that's any of your business." Charles had had enough of this. "Leave now before I call security."
Lex chuckled. "Right." He shoved Charles aside and his hand gripped the door handle. Before he walked in, he turned back to Charles. "I suggest you do what's best for Chloe."
"And what might that be?"
"Stop dating her."
"And why would I do that?"
He smiled. "Like I said...you don't deserve her." He sent one last glare in Charles' direction before quietly entering the room, shutting the door completely. Charles had never been angrier.
Inside the room...
Chloe lay there, listening intently to the entire conversation. All the things Charles had said...wasn't really what she read into. But Lex's part of the conversation. How he said he wasn't deserving enough of her. That was immensely crazy for him to think that. She heard the door open and someone walk in. She closed her eyes, faking sleep.
Lex walked over to her bed and laid the rose on the table beside her bed. She didn't look like he'd thought she would. He thought that she would look pale and fragile laying there in a hospital bed. But really, she looked just as beautiful as she always had to him. Her eyes weren't open, so he couldn't see the fire that always seemed to resonate there. And since she wasn't awake, he couldn't see the animation she usually displayed when talking passionately about something or the bright smile she always seemed to give. He blinked, realizing he'd just spent the last full minute thinking about Chloe's facial expressions. He sat down in the chair that Charles had occupied not too long ago and took her hand in his. When he saw the small smile form on her lips, he knew she was really awake. Leaning forward, he placed his lips a breathe away from hers and looked down at her.
"Wake up, Chloe. You're not fooling anyone," he said softly and to his surprise, she actually opened her eyes and smirked.
"Did you trip or something," she asked, indicating towards how close he was to her. Breathing out a laugh, he leaned back and settled into the chair.
"How are you feeling?"
"Peachy. And how are you feeling?"
He smiled. "I'm super. When do the wardens let you out of here?"
Chloe laughed and looked towards the door. "I don't know. Nurse hasn't come in here since I woke up."
He frowned. "I'll go get her." Before he could leave his chair, she'd grabbed his hand.
"No. I'm good." He sat back down, but not on the chair. He sat on the bed, beside her, and started running his fingertips up and down her arms. She found this to be incredibly soothing and she sighed, closing her eyes.
"So...about last night."
His voice startled her and she jumped slightly. Opening her eyes, she was surprised by how close they actually were. Not that she minded. His intense stare unsettled her a little and she looked at anything but him.
"Uh, okay."
"What I said last night, I meant. I do love you, Chloe. Even if you might not believe it or if you don't feel the same...I meant it with all my heart." His eyes held hers throughout his confession and she recognized the look in them. She'd had that look. She'd felt that look. He was scared. She couldn't believe he was scared.
~He is human, Chloe. Geez.~
She suspected bearing your soul to someone wasn't a very Luthor thing to do. As he started to back away and get up, she realized she'd been thinking for a bit too long.
"Wait! I...I just don't really know what to say."
He sat back down.
"I know who I want...I mean, not want. I mean I know who I like...well, I like both of you, but I know which one I'll choose. Um...not choose, persay, but-"
She was cut off by the sound of him laughing. He was laughing at her. She crosses her arms over her chest.
"Something funny, Alexander?"
His laughter subsided just a bit, but a smile still graced his handsome face. "Don't call me that. And I'm laughing because you think I don't get what you're saying, but I do. And yet, you continue to yabber on."
"I do not 'yabber', Alex. I just thought I'd try to make it as clear as possible."
"Yeah, don't call me that, either. And I got what you were saying. You know who you want now."
She sighed. "Good to know you're somewhat intelligent. I knew I loved you for a reason."
Her hand flew to her mouth and her eyes grew wide. She did not just say that.
"I did not just say that." Because of her hand, the words came out muffled and unclear, but Lex understood. He grabbed her hand and removed it from her face.
"Yes, you did, Chlo."
"Don't call me that."
"Did you mean it?"
"Of course I meant it. I hate that nickname. Pete always used to call me that, and-"
"That's not what I meant and you know it."
His eyes were so intense, she felt her heart pound in her chest, and she was afraid he'd be able to hear the loud thumping that now resounded in her ears.
"I..."
"You what?"
He moved closer to her, still holding her hand.
"Well, I just..."
"You just what?"
He was so close to her now. All she had to do was move forward a bit and their lips would meet. Of course she loved him. As a friend, absolutely. As a guy she would date and kiss and spend all her time with, that was what scared her.
~You already spend all your time with him, it's just like you are dating him. And kissing him every now and then wouldn't be so bad either.~
Why was she so scared of loving him? Because he's a Luthor?
~No, because he's Lex. You know his track record with women, and he's...older than...you...what does that even matter, Chloe? He loves you. That's all that should matter.~
Just before she got the chance to speak, his hands cupped her cheek, his thumb running a slow, soft trail over her lips.
"You're being awfully quiet. I know what you're thinking. That I'm just going to use you to my own advantage and dump you when I feel like things aren't going my way. Chloe, I'd never do that to you. I've never felt this way for anyone else before. Not since my mother and Pamela. I'm going to stop avoiding the subject now. Chloe, will you please be my girlfriend?"
She sat there, stunned. She knew he meant every word, and she believed every word. And he'd actually asked her to be his girlfriend. Flat out. She smiled gently.
"Well, since you said please," she sighs playfully. "I guess I'll be your girlfriend."
He laughed and nodded. She leaned in to kiss him, but he pulled back.
"What?"
"I'm not going to share you, you know that right?"
She suddenly remembered that, yes, she already had a boyfriend.
"I'll break up with him."
"You sure you want to date me and not him? I mean, of course I'm nice and rich and deadly attractive, but Charles can write about sports!"
She punched him playfully in the arm. "Egotistical, much? And yes, I'm sure. You want me to call him now or something?"
"Nope. I'd much rather kiss you."
She shrugs. "Whatever." He leans in and presses his lips softly onto hers. He pulls away.
"Okay, now you can call him."
She grabs him behind the neck and smashes their lips together, not caring that the tubes attached to her hands were getting in the way. All she cared about was that they'd finally gotten over everything and gotten together. She'd finally made the right choice. And she didn't even need Lana's help this time.
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Waking up in a hospital was something Chloe Sullivan was all too familiar with. The sterile smell that seemed to deepen with every intake of breathe would make Chloe sick to her stomach, and this time was no different. Opening her eyes just wasn't an option, as her brain seemed to be trying to pound it's way out of her head. Last thing she remembered...Lex kneeling beside her and the strong urge to throw up.
~Oh God...please don't tell me I threw up on Lex. Please!~
She wanted to open her eyes, be home in her bed, and realize all that was just a bad dream. But when she felt a hand start to stroke her pale cheek, she knew that wasn't it at all. She thought it was probably Lex, he was the last person she remembered being near. But Charles' voice rang out loud and clear and she couldn't stop the cringe she displayed as his loud voice strengthened the pounding in her head.
"Are you awake, Chloe? Can you hear me?"
She groaned loudly and moved her head so that his hand was no longer caressing her cheek. "Yes, I can hear you. You don't have to yell."
He frowned and moved back a little. "Sorry. How are you feeling?"
His voice had lessened in volume and she sighed. "Sorry for jumping down your throat just then. I..."
"I know," he interrupted, voice still soft. "Your head must be killing you."
"Ya think?" She opened one eye and realized that barely any light resided in the small hospital room. She barely saw Charles smile.
"I didn't think you'd appreciate waking up to a room full of bright lights and sunshine, so I made it dark in here."
"And I thank you for that." She sat up a little and sighed, feeling the pressure in her back ease up a little at the change of position. "So...here I am again. You'd think they'd at least have a room especially for me," she said, trying to make light of the situation. She hated feeling helpless and confined in this place. She just wasn't herself while here.
"Yeah, I suppose so." He seemed to think for a second before staring at her. "What do you remember exactly?"
She stared straight ahead, deep in thought. The events of the night before were such a blur, all she could really remember was the last few seconds before she'd passed out. Lex looking at her with so much concern in his eyes, not caring about his own cuts and bruises. He probably thought it was the gentlemanly thing to do, but then realized, no. It was most definitely the Lex thing to do. Of course he'd be concerned about her. He was her friend.
*"Are you stupid?"
"No, just in love."*
The scene appearing in her mind startled her and her eyes widened. Before she knew what had happened, Charles was rambling on about something. She focused her attention on his words and not on the rush of emotion going through her body at the thought of Lex actually loving her.
"Chloe...I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to push you that hard. It just...happened. I'm sorry. It was just...Lex and him kissing you and..." Her eyes widened again as she remembered what he spoke of. She cut him off, mid stammering.
"It's alright um...I forgive you." She didn't know what to really think. She felt she should maybe be angry? Or apologetic? She didn't know and didn't want to know. It actually hurt to think, and Chloe laughed inside.
"Really? You...you mean that?"
"Well, yeah. I mean, it wasn't really your fault. But you shouldn't have pushed me, Charles. I was just trying to keep things calm and now, look what happened."
"I know, and I'm sor-"
She held up her hand and he became silenced almost instantly. "Don't. Okay? I'm fine with it. No harm done...well, not really anyways."
He nodded and his head fell. Okay, so her lame attempt at a joke fell through. No biggie.
"Chloe, I am very s-"
"Stop! I know you're sorry. Don't keep saying it. I said I'm fine," she said, starting to grow a bit agitated.
He smirked. "I wasn't going to say sorry."
"Oh."
"I was going to say that I am very stupid for letting you dance with him."
Her agitation grew. "You didn't let me do anything. I am my own person."
"Yes, but you are also my girlfriend, and when I see my girlfriend not only get kissed by some other guy, but actually return the kiss...I don't just let those type of things go."
She felt a little guilty for that, but didn't let it show. "Yeah well, you seemed a little preoccupied at the time also."
He rose from his chair angrily. "Oh, don't give me that! You KNOW I didn't want Victoria hanging all over me like that! I just danced with her to be civil. I didn't think you'd go crawling into his arms the minute I turn my back."
If Chloe could, she'd have been out of that bed and in his face in a second. "He and I are friends, how often must I remind you of that?!"
He scoffed. "The next thing you're going to say is that the kiss meant nothing. Right. I can't take this anymore. Call me when you realize that what you did was worse than what I did."
"Oh right. I kiss a guy and you land me in the hospital. Yeah, I think I won that competition by a mile," she said, rolling her eyes.
"And to think, just a second ago, you said you were okay with that. That you forgave me." He sighed. "Look Chloe, I don't want to fight. I'm sorry if I'm being the jealous boyfriend here, but I think I have reason to be. I see you kissing Lex and it just set me off. All the times I'd seen you two together, flirting. I shrugged it off as just being really close, but no. Not anymore. I need to know if you want to be in this relationship or not. I'm willing to work at it. The question is, are you?" He walked over, kissed her forehead, and walked out of the room. Her head fell back as she sighed heavily.
~"Well...this really sucks."~ She laughed at her own thoughts and faintly heard voices coming from outside her room. She listened very closely and, thankful that the door was slightly open, caught the sound of two people arguing. She had a pretty good idea of who might be out there.
Outside....
Lex Luthor stepped out of the elevator and walked over to the nurse's station, asking which room Chloe was in. He held a single white rose in his hands as he walked towards her room, heart beating rapidly in his chest. He was actually worried about what would happen. What she'd say. She hadn't really gotten a chance to react to his confession and he didn't know how he could've made such a stupid slip up. That wasn't how he was supposed to tell her. But, it was too late now. Might as well face her now. as he inched closer to her room, his heart beat quickened and his footsteps slowed. Maybe he shouldn't be here. He saw Charles exit Chloe's room and any thought of turning around and leaving was thrown right out the window.
"Luthor." Charles snarled out his name as if it were poison and Lex seemed unfazed.
"Charles. Always a pleasure. Now, if you'll excuse me..." He has just started walking towards the door to Chloe's room when he felt a hand grab his arm, jerking him back.
"I don't think so, Luthor. You see, she's not really up for visitors right now. Least of all you." Charles threw Lex's arm to the side and crossed his own arms over his chest. "I'm not letting you near her."
Lex smirked somewhat evilly. "I think I shouldn't be letting you anywhere near her. I mean, you are the reason she's in here after all."
Charles smirked in return, arms still crossed in a superior manner. Lex wasn't at all impressed. "Think about it, Luthor. If you hadn't kissed her...none of that mess would have happened. And she, in turn, wouldn't be in here."
Lex nodded. "That may be, but I don't regret what I did. You don't deserve her, Charles. I don't think even I deserve that incredible woman in there. But I know for damn sure she'd be safer and probably more happier with me."
Charles laughed. "Oh right, I forgot. Anyone involved with the Luthors are obviously guaranteed happiness and security for years to come. Sorry, must've slipped my mind momentarily," Charles shot back sarcastically. When Lex didn't respond for a second, he thought he'd won. He smiled triumphantly and leaned back against the wall, rather pleased with himself. That was, until Lex smiled and nodded.
"You give a good argument, Brokkard. But truth be told, I could give her everything she needs. And I'm not talking about clothes or jewelry or whatever else you think I'd purchase to get her. No, I'd give her what she needs the most. Love. Tell me Charles, how much time did you and Chloe spend with each other these past few weeks?"
The smile was erased from Charles' face as quickly as it had appeared. "I don't believe that's any of your business." Charles had had enough of this. "Leave now before I call security."
Lex chuckled. "Right." He shoved Charles aside and his hand gripped the door handle. Before he walked in, he turned back to Charles. "I suggest you do what's best for Chloe."
"And what might that be?"
"Stop dating her."
"And why would I do that?"
He smiled. "Like I said...you don't deserve her." He sent one last glare in Charles' direction before quietly entering the room, shutting the door completely. Charles had never been angrier.
Inside the room...
Chloe lay there, listening intently to the entire conversation. All the things Charles had said...wasn't really what she read into. But Lex's part of the conversation. How he said he wasn't deserving enough of her. That was immensely crazy for him to think that. She heard the door open and someone walk in. She closed her eyes, faking sleep.
Lex walked over to her bed and laid the rose on the table beside her bed. She didn't look like he'd thought she would. He thought that she would look pale and fragile laying there in a hospital bed. But really, she looked just as beautiful as she always had to him. Her eyes weren't open, so he couldn't see the fire that always seemed to resonate there. And since she wasn't awake, he couldn't see the animation she usually displayed when talking passionately about something or the bright smile she always seemed to give. He blinked, realizing he'd just spent the last full minute thinking about Chloe's facial expressions. He sat down in the chair that Charles had occupied not too long ago and took her hand in his. When he saw the small smile form on her lips, he knew she was really awake. Leaning forward, he placed his lips a breathe away from hers and looked down at her.
"Wake up, Chloe. You're not fooling anyone," he said softly and to his surprise, she actually opened her eyes and smirked.
"Did you trip or something," she asked, indicating towards how close he was to her. Breathing out a laugh, he leaned back and settled into the chair.
"How are you feeling?"
"Peachy. And how are you feeling?"
He smiled. "I'm super. When do the wardens let you out of here?"
Chloe laughed and looked towards the door. "I don't know. Nurse hasn't come in here since I woke up."
He frowned. "I'll go get her." Before he could leave his chair, she'd grabbed his hand.
"No. I'm good." He sat back down, but not on the chair. He sat on the bed, beside her, and started running his fingertips up and down her arms. She found this to be incredibly soothing and she sighed, closing her eyes.
"So...about last night."
His voice startled her and she jumped slightly. Opening her eyes, she was surprised by how close they actually were. Not that she minded. His intense stare unsettled her a little and she looked at anything but him.
"Uh, okay."
"What I said last night, I meant. I do love you, Chloe. Even if you might not believe it or if you don't feel the same...I meant it with all my heart." His eyes held hers throughout his confession and she recognized the look in them. She'd had that look. She'd felt that look. He was scared. She couldn't believe he was scared.
~He is human, Chloe. Geez.~
She suspected bearing your soul to someone wasn't a very Luthor thing to do. As he started to back away and get up, she realized she'd been thinking for a bit too long.
"Wait! I...I just don't really know what to say."
He sat back down.
"I know who I want...I mean, not want. I mean I know who I like...well, I like both of you, but I know which one I'll choose. Um...not choose, persay, but-"
She was cut off by the sound of him laughing. He was laughing at her. She crosses her arms over her chest.
"Something funny, Alexander?"
His laughter subsided just a bit, but a smile still graced his handsome face. "Don't call me that. And I'm laughing because you think I don't get what you're saying, but I do. And yet, you continue to yabber on."
"I do not 'yabber', Alex. I just thought I'd try to make it as clear as possible."
"Yeah, don't call me that, either. And I got what you were saying. You know who you want now."
She sighed. "Good to know you're somewhat intelligent. I knew I loved you for a reason."
Her hand flew to her mouth and her eyes grew wide. She did not just say that.
"I did not just say that." Because of her hand, the words came out muffled and unclear, but Lex understood. He grabbed her hand and removed it from her face.
"Yes, you did, Chlo."
"Don't call me that."
"Did you mean it?"
"Of course I meant it. I hate that nickname. Pete always used to call me that, and-"
"That's not what I meant and you know it."
His eyes were so intense, she felt her heart pound in her chest, and she was afraid he'd be able to hear the loud thumping that now resounded in her ears.
"I..."
"You what?"
He moved closer to her, still holding her hand.
"Well, I just..."
"You just what?"
He was so close to her now. All she had to do was move forward a bit and their lips would meet. Of course she loved him. As a friend, absolutely. As a guy she would date and kiss and spend all her time with, that was what scared her.
~You already spend all your time with him, it's just like you are dating him. And kissing him every now and then wouldn't be so bad either.~
Why was she so scared of loving him? Because he's a Luthor?
~No, because he's Lex. You know his track record with women, and he's...older than...you...what does that even matter, Chloe? He loves you. That's all that should matter.~
Just before she got the chance to speak, his hands cupped her cheek, his thumb running a slow, soft trail over her lips.
"You're being awfully quiet. I know what you're thinking. That I'm just going to use you to my own advantage and dump you when I feel like things aren't going my way. Chloe, I'd never do that to you. I've never felt this way for anyone else before. Not since my mother and Pamela. I'm going to stop avoiding the subject now. Chloe, will you please be my girlfriend?"
She sat there, stunned. She knew he meant every word, and she believed every word. And he'd actually asked her to be his girlfriend. Flat out. She smiled gently.
"Well, since you said please," she sighs playfully. "I guess I'll be your girlfriend."
He laughed and nodded. She leaned in to kiss him, but he pulled back.
"What?"
"I'm not going to share you, you know that right?"
She suddenly remembered that, yes, she already had a boyfriend.
"I'll break up with him."
"You sure you want to date me and not him? I mean, of course I'm nice and rich and deadly attractive, but Charles can write about sports!"
She punched him playfully in the arm. "Egotistical, much? And yes, I'm sure. You want me to call him now or something?"
"Nope. I'd much rather kiss you."
She shrugs. "Whatever." He leans in and presses his lips softly onto hers. He pulls away.
"Okay, now you can call him."
She grabs him behind the neck and smashes their lips together, not caring that the tubes attached to her hands were getting in the way. All she cared about was that they'd finally gotten over everything and gotten together. She'd finally made the right choice. And she didn't even need Lana's help this time.
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