Chapter 12
Disclaimer: McG and Josh Schwartz own the O.C., I just wish I did.
A/N: Short chapter, but I will update soon!
A Christmukkah kiss
Summer had spent the night alone in the guesthouse. Marissa and Ryan were in his room doing God knows what. Yeah, she was happy for them. She was the one who got them back together. But still. Why should they be happy when nothing turned out well for her?
She glanced at the clock. It was 6 am. Summer decided to go back to sleep for a little while. Just a few minutes. Slowly her eyes closed, and she drifted back to dreamland.
Meanwhile, Seth had gotten up extra early. He had thought about what Anna said all night. And something just didn't seem right. So he decided to make Summer's Christmukkah morning the best she ever had.
Stealthily he crept into the guesthouse and decorated it. He made her breakfast and put it by the bed. He placed a trail of rose petals leading into the living room. Where he would be waiting.
When Summer finally woke up, Seth was fast asleep. She smelled something good. Leaning over, Summer saw French toast and hot chocolate on a tray. Who did this for me? She wondered. Summer ate the breakfast and rolled out of bed. A trail of rose petals was on the floor.
Was it? Could it be? Did Seth Cohen do this for her? Summer followed the trail, yawning. It led her into the living room. She didn't see anyone. Then she heard a little snore that was unmistakably Seth's. She looked at the couch and saw Seth sleeping like a baby.
Aw.
Quietly, walking on tiptoe so she wouldn't wake him, Summer went over to Seth. She gently kissed him. That woke him up.
"Summer," Seth's eyes were full of sleep and hope.
"You did this? For me?" Summer asked, searching for answers in his eyes.
"I'd do anything for you, Summer," Seth reminded her.
"I love you," she whispered. There. She had said it. Summer had trust issues. But she had still said it. And that meant a lot to him.
Summer waited for Seth to say something. Anything. But he didn't.
He kissed her.
A slow, passionate kiss.
A sorry kiss.
A Christmukkah kiss.
Disclaimer: McG and Josh Schwartz own the O.C., I just wish I did.
A/N: Short chapter, but I will update soon!
A Christmukkah kiss
Summer had spent the night alone in the guesthouse. Marissa and Ryan were in his room doing God knows what. Yeah, she was happy for them. She was the one who got them back together. But still. Why should they be happy when nothing turned out well for her?
She glanced at the clock. It was 6 am. Summer decided to go back to sleep for a little while. Just a few minutes. Slowly her eyes closed, and she drifted back to dreamland.
Meanwhile, Seth had gotten up extra early. He had thought about what Anna said all night. And something just didn't seem right. So he decided to make Summer's Christmukkah morning the best she ever had.
Stealthily he crept into the guesthouse and decorated it. He made her breakfast and put it by the bed. He placed a trail of rose petals leading into the living room. Where he would be waiting.
When Summer finally woke up, Seth was fast asleep. She smelled something good. Leaning over, Summer saw French toast and hot chocolate on a tray. Who did this for me? She wondered. Summer ate the breakfast and rolled out of bed. A trail of rose petals was on the floor.
Was it? Could it be? Did Seth Cohen do this for her? Summer followed the trail, yawning. It led her into the living room. She didn't see anyone. Then she heard a little snore that was unmistakably Seth's. She looked at the couch and saw Seth sleeping like a baby.
Aw.
Quietly, walking on tiptoe so she wouldn't wake him, Summer went over to Seth. She gently kissed him. That woke him up.
"Summer," Seth's eyes were full of sleep and hope.
"You did this? For me?" Summer asked, searching for answers in his eyes.
"I'd do anything for you, Summer," Seth reminded her.
"I love you," she whispered. There. She had said it. Summer had trust issues. But she had still said it. And that meant a lot to him.
Summer waited for Seth to say something. Anything. But he didn't.
He kissed her.
A slow, passionate kiss.
A sorry kiss.
A Christmukkah kiss.