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. And just for the record, the song "Because You Loved Me" doesn't belong to me, Celine Dion sings it. As for if SHE actually wrote it or not, I don't know, but that's who I'm crediting it to.
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The door to the Summers house opened and Buffy walked in. she tossed her book bag onto the second stair and went into the kitchen. Spike sat on one of the stools in the middle of the room, drinking some fruit punch and eating an apple.
"Aren't you the healthy eater," Buffy teased as she grabbed a glass of water.
Spike laughed, but it disappeared immediately, "What did Peaches want?"
"Who? Oh, Angel, nothing," Buffy said.
"Right."
"What about Cordelia? Did she want anything or just to have some fun in the janitor's closet."
"Don't be so jealous pet, there's nothing there."
"Jealous? Excuse me but I have a serious boyfriend that I happen to love a lot."
"Uh huh, that's why you cheated on him."
"With? Oh my god Spike, you can't possibly still be hanging onto that kiss we had. That was so long ago, it didn't even mean anything. When I kiss Angel, I feel something. Something nice inside of me. With you, there was nothing like that." Buffy wasn't trying to be mean, the last thing on her mind was to upset Spike, but it had. He felt as though someone was beating him, and it hurt, more then he was willing to admit. He managed to get out some excuse and ran up into the spare room he was staying in. Buffy was confused as to what had just taken place before her. Did Spike have feelings for her? Did that kiss mean more to him then he let on?
Standing up, Buffy put her glass in the sink before running up the stairs. She felt the need to apologize to Spike; her words had been so cruel. The kiss had meant something, what, she wasn't sure herself. She couldn't feel anything for him, she just couldn't. Angel was the one she loved, Angel was the one who made her feel the fireworks, not Spike. It was just like that.
Knocking on the door, she pushed it open smoothly, "Spike, can I talk to you?"
"If you want luv. Got nothing to say myself."
"I'm sorry," she said, closing the door and leaning against it.
"Got nothing to be sorry bout," he said, acting as if he didn't know.
"What I said . . . You took it the wrong way. I made it sound crueler then intended. What I meant to say, was I'm in love with Angel, not you. And our kiss, its in the past, maybe you don't believe that the past is history, but I do. I live in the present Spike, and right now, I'm in love with my boyfriend, Angel."
"You know what? I'm sick of keeping it in; maybe I should just come out and say it, eh? I like you Buffy, I do. And no longer will I be too bleeding scared to say it. You're special, you're like no one I've ever met before, and I want to get to know you better. I don't care if you say you're in love with Angel, that's all grand for you. Maybe I'm living in fantasy, but I know you felt that kiss, I know you don't love Peaches like you wished you did. I like our friendship, but I-I don't know. I'd just like it better to be . . . More. Yeah, like I said, living in a bloody fantasy," Spike blurted out. Buffy stared at him, not too sure what to say. She knew Spike probably liked her, but never though he'd ever actually TELL her. In the silence, Spike decided he had more to say, "Angel. That bloody Poof takes sodden advantage of you, y'know that? Bet you don't. Don't blame you neither, you "love" him. You can't see past his "good boy innocent act". Buffy, you're an amazing girl that deserves so much more than a date to some fast food restaurant once a week. You deserve a man. Someone who knows how to treat his lady." By this time, Spike was standing in front of her, almost a breath apart. Buffy could feel the sexual tension between the two, now knowing for sure, there was something there.
Staring into his blue eyes, she gaze him a confused look, "Why do I feel this way Spike? Its not supposed to be like this. I love Angel, I do. But you . . . You're so . . ."
"Relationships are complicated luv, can't blame yourself."
"Spike I-I-I don't know what to . . . Do. I cant leave Angel, but with you living here . . . I don't know how I can stay faithful."
"Little too late for that wouldn't you say?" Spike smirked.
"Drop the kiss. That happened a long time ago."
"But this one happened right now," Spike said, quickly leaning downwards and capturing her lips in a powerful, sexy kiss. He put his hands onto the door on either side of her body and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Pulling away, Spike stared into her green eyes and before taking her in for another kiss he whispered, "Forgot to say something. You are so beautiful."
.:A/N:. AHHHHHH did I rush the Spuffy?? Please tell me, cause if you think I did, I will so change it!
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. And just for the record, the song "Because You Loved Me" doesn't belong to me, Celine Dion sings it. As for if SHE actually wrote it or not, I don't know, but that's who I'm crediting it to.
~~**~~
The door to the Summers house opened and Buffy walked in. she tossed her book bag onto the second stair and went into the kitchen. Spike sat on one of the stools in the middle of the room, drinking some fruit punch and eating an apple.
"Aren't you the healthy eater," Buffy teased as she grabbed a glass of water.
Spike laughed, but it disappeared immediately, "What did Peaches want?"
"Who? Oh, Angel, nothing," Buffy said.
"Right."
"What about Cordelia? Did she want anything or just to have some fun in the janitor's closet."
"Don't be so jealous pet, there's nothing there."
"Jealous? Excuse me but I have a serious boyfriend that I happen to love a lot."
"Uh huh, that's why you cheated on him."
"With? Oh my god Spike, you can't possibly still be hanging onto that kiss we had. That was so long ago, it didn't even mean anything. When I kiss Angel, I feel something. Something nice inside of me. With you, there was nothing like that." Buffy wasn't trying to be mean, the last thing on her mind was to upset Spike, but it had. He felt as though someone was beating him, and it hurt, more then he was willing to admit. He managed to get out some excuse and ran up into the spare room he was staying in. Buffy was confused as to what had just taken place before her. Did Spike have feelings for her? Did that kiss mean more to him then he let on?
Standing up, Buffy put her glass in the sink before running up the stairs. She felt the need to apologize to Spike; her words had been so cruel. The kiss had meant something, what, she wasn't sure herself. She couldn't feel anything for him, she just couldn't. Angel was the one she loved, Angel was the one who made her feel the fireworks, not Spike. It was just like that.
Knocking on the door, she pushed it open smoothly, "Spike, can I talk to you?"
"If you want luv. Got nothing to say myself."
"I'm sorry," she said, closing the door and leaning against it.
"Got nothing to be sorry bout," he said, acting as if he didn't know.
"What I said . . . You took it the wrong way. I made it sound crueler then intended. What I meant to say, was I'm in love with Angel, not you. And our kiss, its in the past, maybe you don't believe that the past is history, but I do. I live in the present Spike, and right now, I'm in love with my boyfriend, Angel."
"You know what? I'm sick of keeping it in; maybe I should just come out and say it, eh? I like you Buffy, I do. And no longer will I be too bleeding scared to say it. You're special, you're like no one I've ever met before, and I want to get to know you better. I don't care if you say you're in love with Angel, that's all grand for you. Maybe I'm living in fantasy, but I know you felt that kiss, I know you don't love Peaches like you wished you did. I like our friendship, but I-I don't know. I'd just like it better to be . . . More. Yeah, like I said, living in a bloody fantasy," Spike blurted out. Buffy stared at him, not too sure what to say. She knew Spike probably liked her, but never though he'd ever actually TELL her. In the silence, Spike decided he had more to say, "Angel. That bloody Poof takes sodden advantage of you, y'know that? Bet you don't. Don't blame you neither, you "love" him. You can't see past his "good boy innocent act". Buffy, you're an amazing girl that deserves so much more than a date to some fast food restaurant once a week. You deserve a man. Someone who knows how to treat his lady." By this time, Spike was standing in front of her, almost a breath apart. Buffy could feel the sexual tension between the two, now knowing for sure, there was something there.
Staring into his blue eyes, she gaze him a confused look, "Why do I feel this way Spike? Its not supposed to be like this. I love Angel, I do. But you . . . You're so . . ."
"Relationships are complicated luv, can't blame yourself."
"Spike I-I-I don't know what to . . . Do. I cant leave Angel, but with you living here . . . I don't know how I can stay faithful."
"Little too late for that wouldn't you say?" Spike smirked.
"Drop the kiss. That happened a long time ago."
"But this one happened right now," Spike said, quickly leaning downwards and capturing her lips in a powerful, sexy kiss. He put his hands onto the door on either side of her body and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Pulling away, Spike stared into her green eyes and before taking her in for another kiss he whispered, "Forgot to say something. You are so beautiful."
.:A/N:. AHHHHHH did I rush the Spuffy?? Please tell me, cause if you think I did, I will so change it!