A/N- Hey everyone-this is my first contribution to O.C. fanfiction. I lurrrve this show so much, and am so happy it finally has a story section! Keep 'em coming everybody! The pairing in this story is Summer/Seth.
Disclaimer- All characters from The O.C. belong to Fox, the lyrics belong to "The Game" by Trapt.
All the Games We Play
~*~
Seth Cohen finished washing his face, looking around the dingy, badly lit bathroom. Classy place, he laughed to himself. He, Ryan, Marissa, and Summer had decided to take a little road trip before school officially started. It had actually been very fun thus far, despite the longing glances between Ryan and Marissa. Those got a little old. Seth hated when people weren't honest about how they felt. He smiled to himself. He had always made it perfectly clear how he felt about Summer- it was her feelings that were the problem. But she had solemnly sworn to Marissa to put aside her constant hostility this week, and Seth suddenly realized how much fun they could have when she wasn't constantly berating him. Not that that wasn't a little fun as well. But this was much better.
Suddenly, Seth was snapped out of his reverie when the ajar door to the bathroom swung open.
"Oh, sorry-" Summer went to close the door again.
"It's all right, I just needed to brush my teeth. There's two sinks." Seth shrugged, getting out his toothbrush.
Summer opened the door again, smiling slightly at him. Seth suddenly realized he was in nothing but boxers.
"I didn't think anyone was still awake." Seth flushed slightly, looking down at his clothes, or lack thereof.
"It's fine. You've seen me shirtless enough, it's my turn." Summer smiled teasingly, getting out her toothbrush from a lacy zipper bag.
"True." Seth grinned back, feeling his heart beat a little faster as she stood closer to him to turn on the water to her sink.
They brushed in silence for a moment. After Summer finished, she primly wiped her mouth with a towel, pulling her hair back into a ponytail and looking somewhat thoughtful. Seth spit out his toothpaste, wiped his mouth as well and looked at her questioningly.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong." Summer shook her head.
"Well, you're very morose expression says otherwise."
Summer sighed with exasperation.
"Geez, Cohen, why don't you just tie me down and shine a light in my eyes? It's none of your business if something's wrong."
Seth rolled his eyes.
Summer sighed, her face softening slightly.
"I was just thinking…you're not like how I thought you'd be."
"Me?" Seth looked shock that he was the cause of her morose-ness.
"Yes."
"How'd you think I would be?"
"A total loser."
"Ouch."
"But that's what I'm saying- you're not. I've had a really good time with you this week, Seth." Summer sat on the counter as Seth leaned against the sink next to her.
"Me too. With you, I mean." Seth stuttered slightly, wondering if he was just imagining this entire conversation.
"We should really hang out more often." Summer said, grinning at Seth.
"Oh, come on, Summer. You know as soon as we get back from this road trip, you'll ignore me again whenever your friends are around. And I'm not really into being "secret friends." Seth said somewhat sardonically.
"I don't ignore you."
"Yes, you do. You probably didn't even know my name until this road trip, and you only came because Marissa made you." Seth pointed out.
"I know it now." Summer counter-pointed out.
"Well, I guess that's something." Seth rolled his eyes.
There was a long silence.
"Seth, I'm sorry for being such a jerk to you." Summer finally said.
"You mean that?" Seth turned to look at her.
"Yes."
"Really?" Seth raised his eyebrows.
Summer took a deep breath instead of replying, slowly leaning towards him. Seth felt his pulse thud wildly in his throat. This wasn't really happening. Summer was not really about to kiss him.
Her lips softly met his, and as soon as they did, Seth responded, deciding this was not a chance he was going to pass up. He kissed her back hard, his hands in her dark hair. Her mouth opened under his, her hands sliding up his back. It was a very long, passionate kiss once it got started, and once it ended, they were both a little shocked.
Summer pulled back first, looking at Seth with wide, surprised eyes. She blinked, her surprise fading slightly, and her usual smug expression back on her face.
"Now do you believe me?" She said in a slightly breathless tone.
"I-I…" Seth just stood there stammering for a moment.
"Good night, Seth Cohen." Summer slid off the corner, smiling back at him as she left the bathroom.
~*~
Seth woke up the next morning, seriously wondering if he had just dreamed the whole thing. He looked around his room, and saw Ryan sleeping soundly next to him. Summer and Marissa were in the adjoining room.
"Ryan…wake up." Seth shook his shoulders, receiving a sleepy grunt in reply.
Finally, Ryan rolled over, blinking sleepily.
"What?" He asked groggily.
"It's almost 8:00. We gotta get going, check-out time is 9:00." Seth told him, getting dressed.
"All right, all right." Ryan rolled out of bed, starting to get dressed as well.
Seth sat down on the bed, dying to tell Ryan what had happened last night. But he figured he should talk to Summer first.
"Hey, Ryan,I'm going to go make sure the girls are up." Seth said suddenly, heading for the other room.
He knocked.
"Who is it?" He heard Marissa's voice.
"Room service." He said in a horrible French accent.
Suddenly the door opened to reveal Summer standing there in jeans and a pink tank top.
"Can we talk?" He asked quietly.
Summer sighed.
"Coop, Seth and I are going to go…um…get some sodas for the trip."
"All right." Marissa looked at Summer with a curious expression.
~*~
Summer closed the door quickly behind her, setting off down the hallway at a very fast pace. She slammed to a halt a few doors down, Seth almost running into her.
"What?" She demanded.
"Excuse me?" Seth looked confused.
"You said you wanted to talk, TALK." Summer crossed her arms, her cheeks slightly pink.
"Are you okay, Summer?"
"I'm fine, Seth, you're the one who apparently has the problem. Go ahead, illuminate me." She said somewhat sarcastically.
"O-kay, well, I wanted to talk about what happened last night." Seth said slowly.
"Last night?" Summer shrugged.
"Well, yeah." Seth turned slightly red.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you know, when we…kissed."
Summer did a very good job of acting nonchalant.
"Oh, that." She waved her hand dismissively.
"Yes, that." Seth's eyes narrowed slightly. That was not a kiss you could just dismiss that easily.
"What about it?"
"Well, what was going on there?" Seth looked down at her.
"You tell me, Geek Boy. You kissed me."
"No, I didn't!" Seth said, shocked at how quickly she could lie about things.
"Yes…you did." She said patronizingly.
"Uh, no I didn't, but regardless, it was um…quite a kiss. And I was just wondering what you want to do now."
"I don't want to DO anything. It was just something that happened, Seth. It didn't mean anything." Summer rolled her eyes.
Seth groaned with exasperation.
"Fine, you want to pretend like nothing happened, fine. You really are a bitch, Summer." Seth shook his head.
"Yeah, well, you're a freak. I don't know what I was thinking last night. Thinking about kissing you again makes me want to puke." Summer said angrily, suddenly aware of how close she and Seth were standing.
"Same here." Seth shot back.
They stood there for a moment, looking at each other. At the exact moment, they stepped towards each other, their lips crushing together with an almost bruising intensity. A few minutes later, Summer broke away from him again, breathing heavily.
"We tell NO ONE about this. Not Ryan. Not Marissa. NO ONE." She said, and then turned on her heel and disappeared back into her room, leaving a very stunned and confused Seth behind.
~*~
Put all your walls up and open your windows
And close all your doors
You find yourself standing in front of the mirror
And now you need more
What do you wish for
To catch you as you're falling
So easy to ignore
But now you hear it calling again
I wouldn't want to be you
This lonely game that you play
Between your walls you confuse
Every heart that you break
So afraid that you'll lose
Always a void to replace
I wouldn't want to play you
You try and pretend, the truth is hard to bend
How easy these translations can be read
What if you were led to play a different game instead
How hard these frustrations are to mend
Does it matter to you?
Just Wait
A/N- Should I continue? Or just leave as a one-parter? Did ya'll like it, hate it, whatever? Let me know in a review please!
Disclaimer- All characters from The O.C. belong to Fox, the lyrics belong to "The Game" by Trapt.
All the Games We Play
~*~
Seth Cohen finished washing his face, looking around the dingy, badly lit bathroom. Classy place, he laughed to himself. He, Ryan, Marissa, and Summer had decided to take a little road trip before school officially started. It had actually been very fun thus far, despite the longing glances between Ryan and Marissa. Those got a little old. Seth hated when people weren't honest about how they felt. He smiled to himself. He had always made it perfectly clear how he felt about Summer- it was her feelings that were the problem. But she had solemnly sworn to Marissa to put aside her constant hostility this week, and Seth suddenly realized how much fun they could have when she wasn't constantly berating him. Not that that wasn't a little fun as well. But this was much better.
Suddenly, Seth was snapped out of his reverie when the ajar door to the bathroom swung open.
"Oh, sorry-" Summer went to close the door again.
"It's all right, I just needed to brush my teeth. There's two sinks." Seth shrugged, getting out his toothbrush.
Summer opened the door again, smiling slightly at him. Seth suddenly realized he was in nothing but boxers.
"I didn't think anyone was still awake." Seth flushed slightly, looking down at his clothes, or lack thereof.
"It's fine. You've seen me shirtless enough, it's my turn." Summer smiled teasingly, getting out her toothbrush from a lacy zipper bag.
"True." Seth grinned back, feeling his heart beat a little faster as she stood closer to him to turn on the water to her sink.
They brushed in silence for a moment. After Summer finished, she primly wiped her mouth with a towel, pulling her hair back into a ponytail and looking somewhat thoughtful. Seth spit out his toothpaste, wiped his mouth as well and looked at her questioningly.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong." Summer shook her head.
"Well, you're very morose expression says otherwise."
Summer sighed with exasperation.
"Geez, Cohen, why don't you just tie me down and shine a light in my eyes? It's none of your business if something's wrong."
Seth rolled his eyes.
Summer sighed, her face softening slightly.
"I was just thinking…you're not like how I thought you'd be."
"Me?" Seth looked shock that he was the cause of her morose-ness.
"Yes."
"How'd you think I would be?"
"A total loser."
"Ouch."
"But that's what I'm saying- you're not. I've had a really good time with you this week, Seth." Summer sat on the counter as Seth leaned against the sink next to her.
"Me too. With you, I mean." Seth stuttered slightly, wondering if he was just imagining this entire conversation.
"We should really hang out more often." Summer said, grinning at Seth.
"Oh, come on, Summer. You know as soon as we get back from this road trip, you'll ignore me again whenever your friends are around. And I'm not really into being "secret friends." Seth said somewhat sardonically.
"I don't ignore you."
"Yes, you do. You probably didn't even know my name until this road trip, and you only came because Marissa made you." Seth pointed out.
"I know it now." Summer counter-pointed out.
"Well, I guess that's something." Seth rolled his eyes.
There was a long silence.
"Seth, I'm sorry for being such a jerk to you." Summer finally said.
"You mean that?" Seth turned to look at her.
"Yes."
"Really?" Seth raised his eyebrows.
Summer took a deep breath instead of replying, slowly leaning towards him. Seth felt his pulse thud wildly in his throat. This wasn't really happening. Summer was not really about to kiss him.
Her lips softly met his, and as soon as they did, Seth responded, deciding this was not a chance he was going to pass up. He kissed her back hard, his hands in her dark hair. Her mouth opened under his, her hands sliding up his back. It was a very long, passionate kiss once it got started, and once it ended, they were both a little shocked.
Summer pulled back first, looking at Seth with wide, surprised eyes. She blinked, her surprise fading slightly, and her usual smug expression back on her face.
"Now do you believe me?" She said in a slightly breathless tone.
"I-I…" Seth just stood there stammering for a moment.
"Good night, Seth Cohen." Summer slid off the corner, smiling back at him as she left the bathroom.
~*~
Seth woke up the next morning, seriously wondering if he had just dreamed the whole thing. He looked around his room, and saw Ryan sleeping soundly next to him. Summer and Marissa were in the adjoining room.
"Ryan…wake up." Seth shook his shoulders, receiving a sleepy grunt in reply.
Finally, Ryan rolled over, blinking sleepily.
"What?" He asked groggily.
"It's almost 8:00. We gotta get going, check-out time is 9:00." Seth told him, getting dressed.
"All right, all right." Ryan rolled out of bed, starting to get dressed as well.
Seth sat down on the bed, dying to tell Ryan what had happened last night. But he figured he should talk to Summer first.
"Hey, Ryan,I'm going to go make sure the girls are up." Seth said suddenly, heading for the other room.
He knocked.
"Who is it?" He heard Marissa's voice.
"Room service." He said in a horrible French accent.
Suddenly the door opened to reveal Summer standing there in jeans and a pink tank top.
"Can we talk?" He asked quietly.
Summer sighed.
"Coop, Seth and I are going to go…um…get some sodas for the trip."
"All right." Marissa looked at Summer with a curious expression.
~*~
Summer closed the door quickly behind her, setting off down the hallway at a very fast pace. She slammed to a halt a few doors down, Seth almost running into her.
"What?" She demanded.
"Excuse me?" Seth looked confused.
"You said you wanted to talk, TALK." Summer crossed her arms, her cheeks slightly pink.
"Are you okay, Summer?"
"I'm fine, Seth, you're the one who apparently has the problem. Go ahead, illuminate me." She said somewhat sarcastically.
"O-kay, well, I wanted to talk about what happened last night." Seth said slowly.
"Last night?" Summer shrugged.
"Well, yeah." Seth turned slightly red.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you know, when we…kissed."
Summer did a very good job of acting nonchalant.
"Oh, that." She waved her hand dismissively.
"Yes, that." Seth's eyes narrowed slightly. That was not a kiss you could just dismiss that easily.
"What about it?"
"Well, what was going on there?" Seth looked down at her.
"You tell me, Geek Boy. You kissed me."
"No, I didn't!" Seth said, shocked at how quickly she could lie about things.
"Yes…you did." She said patronizingly.
"Uh, no I didn't, but regardless, it was um…quite a kiss. And I was just wondering what you want to do now."
"I don't want to DO anything. It was just something that happened, Seth. It didn't mean anything." Summer rolled her eyes.
Seth groaned with exasperation.
"Fine, you want to pretend like nothing happened, fine. You really are a bitch, Summer." Seth shook his head.
"Yeah, well, you're a freak. I don't know what I was thinking last night. Thinking about kissing you again makes me want to puke." Summer said angrily, suddenly aware of how close she and Seth were standing.
"Same here." Seth shot back.
They stood there for a moment, looking at each other. At the exact moment, they stepped towards each other, their lips crushing together with an almost bruising intensity. A few minutes later, Summer broke away from him again, breathing heavily.
"We tell NO ONE about this. Not Ryan. Not Marissa. NO ONE." She said, and then turned on her heel and disappeared back into her room, leaving a very stunned and confused Seth behind.
~*~
Put all your walls up and open your windows
And close all your doors
You find yourself standing in front of the mirror
And now you need more
What do you wish for
To catch you as you're falling
So easy to ignore
But now you hear it calling again
I wouldn't want to be you
This lonely game that you play
Between your walls you confuse
Every heart that you break
So afraid that you'll lose
Always a void to replace
I wouldn't want to play you
You try and pretend, the truth is hard to bend
How easy these translations can be read
What if you were led to play a different game instead
How hard these frustrations are to mend
Does it matter to you?
Just Wait
A/N- Should I continue? Or just leave as a one-parter? Did ya'll like it, hate it, whatever? Let me know in a review please!