Title: Because You Loved Me
Summary: A/U Buffy Summers has the perfect life, great boyfriend, awesome friends and amazing parents. Her life is going great until someone new decides to join it. Will this new person cause her perfect life to crumble before her? Or make it better then she ever thought possible?
Disclaimer: I do not own them.
.:A/N:. I'm soooo sorry for not updating! I've just been sooo busy and shit, so I haven't had any time to write this. But, I am now, so I hope you like! And just to make it clear, this is going to be B/S for sure, so don't worry.
~~**~~
'Knock.'
Buffy's bedroom door opened and she stared at whomever dared to disturb her reading. Her mother walked inside, closing the door behind her. Joyce came over and sat next to Buffy on her bed. Buffy closed the book she held and placed it on her bedside table. They sat, staring in silence, eyes glistening.
"Buffy, Rupert and his son are coming for dinner tonight. I want you to get dressed and don't, I repeat don't be rude to William. He is a nice boy, and I'm sure once you get to know him, you'll become friends."
"What? But mom, I had plans with Willow and Tara," Buffy lied. She'd do anything to get herself out of this.
"Well, I'm sorry Buffy but you're just going to have to cancel them. Rupert is a dear friend of your father's and they haven't been together in a while," Joyce begged.
"But he's not my friend! Why do I have to sit there for hours listening to them talk when I don't know what they're talking about?"
"You can keep William company. Now, get ready, they'll be here in about a half an hour."
~~**~~
Buffy walked slowly down the stairs, dreading the guy who waited at the end. She wore a short cut pink dress and put her hair back into a messy bun. She didn't want to spend a night with Spike, she'd prefer Angel. But, he wasn't here, and there was no way Joyce was going to let her leave to see him. As she neared the bottom of the stairs, she turned to go into the dining room, but ran into something. . . Someone. Stepping back, she looked up at what blocked her way, Spike.
"Well hello pet. Fancy seeing you here," he said.
"Uh huh," Buffy said.
"Angel not with you?"
"What Angel has to do with anything, I'm trying to figure out," Buffy said.
"Did you tell him? Did you tell him about our-"
"We didn't have anything Spike, there is no we. Maybe we're together in your dreams, but your dreams aren't reality, this is, and there's no we."
"Buffy, William? Dinner is getting cold!" Joyce yelled from the kitchen. "Why don't you two go get washed up and come and join us?"
"Yes mom!" Buffy yelled back before walking away from Spike to the bathroom, he followed. When she noticed, she stopped immediately and turned, "What are you doing?"
"Washing up," he said, showing her his hands. "Got to get those germs off. Nasty buggers they are."
Buffy sighed, "Whatever."
~~**~~
When dinner was over, Buffy stayed back in the kitchen to wash the dishes, while Joyce, Rupert, Hank and "William" moved to the living room to talk.
*Ring Ring*
Buffy wiped off her hands on the dishcloth before quickly snatching the phone, "Hello."
'Buff, hi.'
"Angel, what's up?" Buffy asked, resting the phone on her shoulder while she continued with the dishes.
'Just checking in on my girl. How are you?'
"I'm good, except for the fact that Mr. Spike is here. He's such a pain."
'Spike's there? Why is Spike there? I thought that your dad's friend was coming over, you never mentioned Spike.'
"I didn't think it was that important. Spike is my dad's friend's son."
'Did he try anything with you? Cause I swear-"
"Angel, baby, why would I even look his way when I got you? A perfect, loving, caring, not to mention sexy boyfriend who loves me."
'I do love you Buffy.'
"I know, and I love you."
'Maybe we could meet up tonight? You could come over, my parents aren't home.'
"I don't know Angel."
'Oh, okay.'
"Its not that I don't want to. I do. I'd love to. But, it's just my mom. She wont let me go as long as we have company, its somehow important to me because my dad's friend is back, a friend that I've never even heard of and who his son just happens to not be one of my favourite people."
'Its okay Buff, I understand. Tomorrow then?'
"Of course. I should go now, finish up the dishes. I'll see you tomorrow."
'Bye.'
"Love you, bye."
Buffy hung up the phone and threw the dishcloth on the table. Sitting down on one of the chairs, her head popped up at the sound of someone entering the room. Relieved it was only her father, Buffy relaxed in her seat.
"Was that Angel?" Hank asked.
"Yeah, yeah it was. He wanted to know if I could go over tonight, but I said no, cause of your friend being here and all. But, its okay, we'll just do it tomorrow night."
"That's my girl," he said, pouring himself a glass of wine.
"Dad?"
"Yes Buffy?"
"Why is your friend here exactly? Don't they live . . . Well, not here?" Buffy asked.
"They moved out here just the other day. I was meaning to ask you, would you mind letting William hang around with you and your friends. Being new here, he must not have many, so if you would?"
"Spike? You want my friends to be friends with Spike? Dad, no. He's getting along great with Cordelia, and she's super popular so he'll have friends in no time," Buffy said.
"Well, you could at least make an effort to be kind. He's a nice boy Buffy, and he likes you a lot, just give him a chance."
"You sound like your trying to hook me up with him. Do you know how jealous Angel is right now? Just cause he's at my house? I can't even imagine . . ."
"I see, well, I should be getting back to Ripper now," he said, turning.
"Ripper?" Buffy whispered to herself as she watched her father leave the room.
Summary: A/U Buffy Summers has the perfect life, great boyfriend, awesome friends and amazing parents. Her life is going great until someone new decides to join it. Will this new person cause her perfect life to crumble before her? Or make it better then she ever thought possible?
Disclaimer: I do not own them.
.:A/N:. I'm soooo sorry for not updating! I've just been sooo busy and shit, so I haven't had any time to write this. But, I am now, so I hope you like! And just to make it clear, this is going to be B/S for sure, so don't worry.
~~**~~
'Knock.'
Buffy's bedroom door opened and she stared at whomever dared to disturb her reading. Her mother walked inside, closing the door behind her. Joyce came over and sat next to Buffy on her bed. Buffy closed the book she held and placed it on her bedside table. They sat, staring in silence, eyes glistening.
"Buffy, Rupert and his son are coming for dinner tonight. I want you to get dressed and don't, I repeat don't be rude to William. He is a nice boy, and I'm sure once you get to know him, you'll become friends."
"What? But mom, I had plans with Willow and Tara," Buffy lied. She'd do anything to get herself out of this.
"Well, I'm sorry Buffy but you're just going to have to cancel them. Rupert is a dear friend of your father's and they haven't been together in a while," Joyce begged.
"But he's not my friend! Why do I have to sit there for hours listening to them talk when I don't know what they're talking about?"
"You can keep William company. Now, get ready, they'll be here in about a half an hour."
~~**~~
Buffy walked slowly down the stairs, dreading the guy who waited at the end. She wore a short cut pink dress and put her hair back into a messy bun. She didn't want to spend a night with Spike, she'd prefer Angel. But, he wasn't here, and there was no way Joyce was going to let her leave to see him. As she neared the bottom of the stairs, she turned to go into the dining room, but ran into something. . . Someone. Stepping back, she looked up at what blocked her way, Spike.
"Well hello pet. Fancy seeing you here," he said.
"Uh huh," Buffy said.
"Angel not with you?"
"What Angel has to do with anything, I'm trying to figure out," Buffy said.
"Did you tell him? Did you tell him about our-"
"We didn't have anything Spike, there is no we. Maybe we're together in your dreams, but your dreams aren't reality, this is, and there's no we."
"Buffy, William? Dinner is getting cold!" Joyce yelled from the kitchen. "Why don't you two go get washed up and come and join us?"
"Yes mom!" Buffy yelled back before walking away from Spike to the bathroom, he followed. When she noticed, she stopped immediately and turned, "What are you doing?"
"Washing up," he said, showing her his hands. "Got to get those germs off. Nasty buggers they are."
Buffy sighed, "Whatever."
~~**~~
When dinner was over, Buffy stayed back in the kitchen to wash the dishes, while Joyce, Rupert, Hank and "William" moved to the living room to talk.
*Ring Ring*
Buffy wiped off her hands on the dishcloth before quickly snatching the phone, "Hello."
'Buff, hi.'
"Angel, what's up?" Buffy asked, resting the phone on her shoulder while she continued with the dishes.
'Just checking in on my girl. How are you?'
"I'm good, except for the fact that Mr. Spike is here. He's such a pain."
'Spike's there? Why is Spike there? I thought that your dad's friend was coming over, you never mentioned Spike.'
"I didn't think it was that important. Spike is my dad's friend's son."
'Did he try anything with you? Cause I swear-"
"Angel, baby, why would I even look his way when I got you? A perfect, loving, caring, not to mention sexy boyfriend who loves me."
'I do love you Buffy.'
"I know, and I love you."
'Maybe we could meet up tonight? You could come over, my parents aren't home.'
"I don't know Angel."
'Oh, okay.'
"Its not that I don't want to. I do. I'd love to. But, it's just my mom. She wont let me go as long as we have company, its somehow important to me because my dad's friend is back, a friend that I've never even heard of and who his son just happens to not be one of my favourite people."
'Its okay Buff, I understand. Tomorrow then?'
"Of course. I should go now, finish up the dishes. I'll see you tomorrow."
'Bye.'
"Love you, bye."
Buffy hung up the phone and threw the dishcloth on the table. Sitting down on one of the chairs, her head popped up at the sound of someone entering the room. Relieved it was only her father, Buffy relaxed in her seat.
"Was that Angel?" Hank asked.
"Yeah, yeah it was. He wanted to know if I could go over tonight, but I said no, cause of your friend being here and all. But, its okay, we'll just do it tomorrow night."
"That's my girl," he said, pouring himself a glass of wine.
"Dad?"
"Yes Buffy?"
"Why is your friend here exactly? Don't they live . . . Well, not here?" Buffy asked.
"They moved out here just the other day. I was meaning to ask you, would you mind letting William hang around with you and your friends. Being new here, he must not have many, so if you would?"
"Spike? You want my friends to be friends with Spike? Dad, no. He's getting along great with Cordelia, and she's super popular so he'll have friends in no time," Buffy said.
"Well, you could at least make an effort to be kind. He's a nice boy Buffy, and he likes you a lot, just give him a chance."
"You sound like your trying to hook me up with him. Do you know how jealous Angel is right now? Just cause he's at my house? I can't even imagine . . ."
"I see, well, I should be getting back to Ripper now," he said, turning.
"Ripper?" Buffy whispered to herself as she watched her father leave the room.