Rating: G

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Note: As I promised, another chapter is up. There will be one every day until Valentine's Day--it's a short story. Thanks for reading.continue reviewing!

Meet You There

Chapter 2: it's just too late

Summer paced around her hotel room while her best friend Anne-É lise rummaged through the suitcases to find an outfit to wear. She was nervous and rightfully so. It had been five years since she saw him in the airport. Would he be the same or completely different? Would he still evoke the same feelings in her? She knew the answer to that question. Yes, always.

"Summer! Help me find something decent to wear!" Anne-É lise cried as she threw various articles of clothing everywhere. It was just like a fashion designer to be indecisive about what she was wearing.

"What about the dress you're wearing now? It's not too dressy, yet not to summery."

"I can't wear this to meet Jean-David; I have to at least look presentable." Summer rolled her eyes, but she knew how nervous her friend was. This was her first trip to the states with her boyfriend and both girls thought he would be proposing to her soon. But Anne-É lise didn't know when it was going to happen, so she was making an effort to look completely outrageous and fabulous everywhere she went, whether it was a city tour, clubs, or lounging around in the hotel room.

"You look fine." Summer did know that Jean-David would be proposing on Valentine's Day, today. They were going to Tiffany's to pick up the ring today while Anne-É lise went to Frederic Fekkai to get a facial and massage. She was happy for her friend, Jean-David was a great guy who loved her. Summer wished she had the same. Well, she wished she had the same from the man she loved the most. She had many opportunities in France, but no one, not models, actors, and anyone else in her line of work, compared to Seth. Geeky, rambling Seth Cohen.

Summer had been right. The first few months she had been in Paris, she and Seth talked on the phone and online several times a week. But as time passed, the opportunities got fewer and fewer until they dwindled away to nothing at all. She hadn't spoken to him in 3 years. She really hoped he would remember their meeting because she could never forget. She thought about him all the time. She thought about what she would say, how she would tell him that she loved him. It had been five long years, and during that time, she had realized that she would drop everything for him. The day was quickly turning into the night when she would spill all of her feelings and hope he would accept her into his life again.

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Seth walked into the bustling Tiffany's. There were men in suits everywhere you turned, looking for last minute Valentine's Day gifts for their wives and mistresses. The electricity and excitement jolted through the room as sales assistants ran from the back room to the front counters, carrying beautifully wrapped boxes and bags with the familiar stark white ribbon intertwined with bright blue. Seth walked along the counters, looking for something to buy for Summer. He wanted to see her first before he invested in a more valuable item, but he did want to get her something to show her that he still cared. He picked out a necklace with a diamond solitaire and waited for the salesperson to bring one back wrapped and ready. He made eye contact with a salesperson as he came back behind the counter, but before the man could hand off the gift, something else caught his eye.

It was Summer. He could pick her out of a crowd anywhere. She stood, next to a tall man with sandy blonde hair looking into a glass case. The man examined something in front of him, then picked it up. He picked up Summer's hand and slipped the ring on it. Seth looked away and grabbed the bag from the assistant. How could he have expected her to wait all this time? He had waited for her, but she obviously had no idea of any of his intentions back then. He hadn't made them known, and now he was stuck wondering what if, standing outside of Tiffany's on Valentine's Day. Alone.

If Seth had stuck around a little bit longer, he would've seen that Summer was not the one the ring was intended for. She was only there to give her opinion and model the ring, so that Jean-David could have an idea of how it would look on his own girlfriend's hand. But Seth had no idea. He just assumed. He walked around, looking at all the couples on the street, or the men and women who rushed by with shopping bags from Bendel or Barney's. Even though he was wrought in a state of despair, he still wanted to meet her. He had promised that wherever he was in life, he would meet her. And he would never ever break a promise to Summer.


I wish I could have told you
The things I kept inside
But now I guess it's just too late
So many things remind me of you
I hope that you can hear me
I miss you
This is goodbye
One last time

Meet you there by Simple Plan.