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.
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Spike reached his hand into the bowl of popcorn that sat on Buffy's lap. The two had been watching 'The O.C' marathon for a few hours and got hungry, so they'd decided to pop some popcorn. Buffy made sure it was on her lap, so that she could get the better pieces, and Spike wasn't about to protest.
"Summer is such a bitch," Buffy said. "Seth is the sweetest guy ever and he's so in love with her! God, she so mean to him."
"Who's Summer?" Spike asked.
"Haven't you been watching?" Spike shrugged and Buffy sighed, "The girl in the bikini."
"And you expect a hot thing like that to even glance at a nerd like him?" Spike asked.
"Are you joking? That is so mean. He's not a nerd," Buffy said and Spike just laughed.
*Ring Ring*
Buffy went to get up, but Spike motioned for her not to, "I'll get it pet, you seem to be into this show more then me." Buffy sent him a smile of thanks and lifted her feet up so that he could walk past, before returning to watching the show. Spike made his way into the living room, cursing as the phone never stopped ringing. "Who the bloody hell is it?"
'Spike, is that you?'
"Mrs. Summers, ello."
'Bad time?'
"No, sorry bout that. What can I do for you?"
'Can you tell Buffy that we're going to be home a little later then planned? And, how are things going, she's not being too mean to you is she?'
"Buffy's fine. We're actually just watching the telly.'
'Telly? Oh, the television. All right, well, I better get back. Goodbye.'
"Bye then."
Spike hung up the phone and walked back into the living room, with two sodas he'd grabbed on the way. He took his place next to Buffy and handed her one of the drinks. "Was your mum, sad she'd be running a bit late."
"That it?" Buffy asked, opening her soda.
"She asked how you were treating me."
Buffy choked on her soda, "What did you say?"
"Told her you made me clean the house, do the laundry. And if I didn't, you'd beat me."
"You so didn't," Buffy said, letting out a small laugh. "Spike!"
"I'm just kidding luv, told her we were getting along fine."
"You're so mean," Buffy said, hitting him in the arm.
"Ouch," he said, rubbing the spot.
"You big baby, I didn't even hit you hard."
"Still hurts."
"Here," Buffy said, kissing her finger then placing it where she'd hit him. "Better?"
"No. I need the real thing."
"You're a pig Spike," Buffy said, turning around.
"Tell me something I don't know."
Buffy smiled, this was nice, just hanging out with Spike. He was actually a pretty cool guy, putting aside the huge being a sick pig factor, and you've got a cool guy.
*Ring Ring*
Buffy stood up, "I'll get it. Its on commercial." Spike nodded and watched as Buffy left the room. She could feel his eyes on her body, but didn't dare look back; he'd see her red face. Moving Spike out of hind, Buffy answered the phone, "Yeah?"
'Buffy?'
"Angel. What's up?"
'I wanted to apologize. I don't know why I am, Spike is such . . . But, I do trust you, I want you to know that, okay? And I thought maybe we could do something tonight, if your parents aren't home yet.'
"That's sweet Angel, but they are. They just got in. I have to go, I guess I'll see you tomorrow."
Buffy hung up before Angel even got a chance to respond. He stared at his cell phone for a minute, before looking up at Buffy's house. Her parents weren't home; she'd lied to him.
. . . TBC . . .
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.
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Spike reached his hand into the bowl of popcorn that sat on Buffy's lap. The two had been watching 'The O.C' marathon for a few hours and got hungry, so they'd decided to pop some popcorn. Buffy made sure it was on her lap, so that she could get the better pieces, and Spike wasn't about to protest.
"Summer is such a bitch," Buffy said. "Seth is the sweetest guy ever and he's so in love with her! God, she so mean to him."
"Who's Summer?" Spike asked.
"Haven't you been watching?" Spike shrugged and Buffy sighed, "The girl in the bikini."
"And you expect a hot thing like that to even glance at a nerd like him?" Spike asked.
"Are you joking? That is so mean. He's not a nerd," Buffy said and Spike just laughed.
*Ring Ring*
Buffy went to get up, but Spike motioned for her not to, "I'll get it pet, you seem to be into this show more then me." Buffy sent him a smile of thanks and lifted her feet up so that he could walk past, before returning to watching the show. Spike made his way into the living room, cursing as the phone never stopped ringing. "Who the bloody hell is it?"
'Spike, is that you?'
"Mrs. Summers, ello."
'Bad time?'
"No, sorry bout that. What can I do for you?"
'Can you tell Buffy that we're going to be home a little later then planned? And, how are things going, she's not being too mean to you is she?'
"Buffy's fine. We're actually just watching the telly.'
'Telly? Oh, the television. All right, well, I better get back. Goodbye.'
"Bye then."
Spike hung up the phone and walked back into the living room, with two sodas he'd grabbed on the way. He took his place next to Buffy and handed her one of the drinks. "Was your mum, sad she'd be running a bit late."
"That it?" Buffy asked, opening her soda.
"She asked how you were treating me."
Buffy choked on her soda, "What did you say?"
"Told her you made me clean the house, do the laundry. And if I didn't, you'd beat me."
"You so didn't," Buffy said, letting out a small laugh. "Spike!"
"I'm just kidding luv, told her we were getting along fine."
"You're so mean," Buffy said, hitting him in the arm.
"Ouch," he said, rubbing the spot.
"You big baby, I didn't even hit you hard."
"Still hurts."
"Here," Buffy said, kissing her finger then placing it where she'd hit him. "Better?"
"No. I need the real thing."
"You're a pig Spike," Buffy said, turning around.
"Tell me something I don't know."
Buffy smiled, this was nice, just hanging out with Spike. He was actually a pretty cool guy, putting aside the huge being a sick pig factor, and you've got a cool guy.
*Ring Ring*
Buffy stood up, "I'll get it. Its on commercial." Spike nodded and watched as Buffy left the room. She could feel his eyes on her body, but didn't dare look back; he'd see her red face. Moving Spike out of hind, Buffy answered the phone, "Yeah?"
'Buffy?'
"Angel. What's up?"
'I wanted to apologize. I don't know why I am, Spike is such . . . But, I do trust you, I want you to know that, okay? And I thought maybe we could do something tonight, if your parents aren't home yet.'
"That's sweet Angel, but they are. They just got in. I have to go, I guess I'll see you tomorrow."
Buffy hung up before Angel even got a chance to respond. He stared at his cell phone for a minute, before looking up at Buffy's house. Her parents weren't home; she'd lied to him.
. . . TBC . . .