Author: Adreamawayfromsomewhere
Disclaimer: Not mine, and I'm not making any money, so don't sue me!
Author's note: This story started out as a single chapter songfic, but I thought of this pretty cool (or at least I think it's pretty cool!) storyline to go with it. Hope you like!
R+R: Yes please!!
Chloe flicked the switch at the wall and looked up at the string of fairy lights hanging from the end of her curtain to the silver metal head of her clothes cupboard and admired her handy work. She walked past her desk, where her notebooks and text books were sprawled everywhere and turned off the main light of her bedroom. The small lights danced on the different belonging's in her room, bouncing and glittering off her stereo, which was playing the perfect song for that moment, off her half finished homework, off the dresses Lana had flung all over Chloe's bed.
She had finally decided on the red one, a gorgeous, stunning red holter dress with a red satin under layer and a layer of soft lace, and beading around the bottom that was frilled and cut on an angle. Chloe had been keeping at the back of her closet, waiting for the right occasion to wear it. You see, she had bought it not completely sure she would ever wear it, it wasn't her 'style'. It was to sexy, to revealing,-she had always felt like she was not pretty enough to wear it.
A gust of wind blew through her window, blowing around her curtains and swinging her string of fairy lights around. Some pages of her English assignment flew off her desk, and she could see the headlights of a car pulling in outside her house as she picked up the pages and raindrops started pouring from the skies. It had been two weeks ago that local bald billionaire Lex Luthor had quite kindly given her a lift home from the Talon, and, although she didn't want to admit it, he had been playing on her thoughts ever since.
She heard the front door swing open, and slam shut, then open and close once more, and as Chloe wandered up the hall to investigate, she heard heavy heeled shoes stamping up the staircase and quiet whimpering. Lana, her eyes filled with tears, ran past her and into her room, threw herself on the clothing covered bed, without even acknowledging the new fairy lights, Chloe noticed.
"Its not fair," Lana sobbed into Chloe's pillow. Chloe walked over and sat on the bed beside the crying Lana, who had been stood up by Clark once before. Silently Lex stood leaning on the door frame, watching the two school girls.
"Maybe he was." Chloe rethought her words. "Maybe something came up."
"He said he'd be there, Chloe." Lana whimpered. Noticing Lex standing in the doorway, Lana whipped her eyes on a tissue from the tissue box beside Chloe's bed and stood, walked towards him and said, "What, is this entertaining to you?"
Chloe jumped from her seat to follow Lana, "Ill leave if that's what you want. I just wanted to see that you're ok."
"Do I look o-" Lana started, but was interrupted by Chloe.
"Lana," she said, stepping between them. Her stomach went tight when she realized her hand was resting on Lex's chest. She turned to face him, and suggested, "Maybe you could go to the kitchen and make some hot chocolate."
Lex nodded, knowing this wasn't his place he made his way down the hall towards the kitchen, Chloe hugged Lana, who's violent sobs had started again. "The cocoa's in the pantry, and the milk's in the fridge." She yelled, over Lana's shoulder.
"He said he wouldn't miss it for the world," she paused for a moment and then broke into another set of dramatic sobs.
It was times like these that Chloe was glad she wasn't going out with Clark. These times didn't come around very often, and although she knew it was selfish, she couldn't help but feel glad it was Lana's heart breaking instead of her's every time Clark "forgot" or when "something came up" during a date. If she was going out with Clark. Well, she didn't want her mind to linger on it. She'd wasted too much time on the "What if"s and "if only"s of her relationship with Clark, and she didn't want to waste a minute more. And even so, if she was going out with Clark she couldn't let her every second thought be on the 21-year-old, bald billionaire currently making hot chocolate in her kitchen. Mmm.She cherished the thought.
"Did he call?" Lana sobbed loudly. "I'll take that as a no."
Lana sniffled and wiped her eyes with the now soaked tissue, as Lex entered with two mugs of steaming hot chocolate, and a mug of coffee for himself on a plastic brown platter he found next to the stove. Chloe took the two cups of hot chocolate and gave Lana the mug with the teddy bear that says "I used to sleep with a teddy bear. Now I sleep with a grizzly" that she won in a lucky dip and kept the "forty's not old. if you're a tree" mug that she gave her dad on his fortieth birthday for herself.
"Look Lana," Chloe said, as Lana sipped at her hot chocolate. "You'll feel better after you have a shower."
"Good idea," she sniffled, as the tears started drying on her cheeks.
"We'll go downstairs." Chloe said, rising from her bed and following Lex out of her room.
"Has it become a habit of yours; saving damsels in distress, Mr. Luther?" Chloe asked as they walked down the dimly lit hallway towards the stair case. He grinned.
"If your lucky, Miss Sullivan, it might've." He raddled his cup of coffee in his hands, while walking down the steps into the kitchen the rain chiming on the roof.
"Thanks" she said, and paused. "If you hadn't given her a lift she probably would've walked home in the rain."
"Don't worry about it." Lex replied, and sat down at the kitchen table opposite the blond teenager he'd grown to like. They heard the shower turn on upstairs, and the red phone hanging on the wall start to ring."
Chloe muttered "excuse me" and went to pick up the phone "Hello? Yes, this is she." She said the receiver to her ear. "Mmhmmm." Lex studied her silently. His eyes ran over her from top to bottom and back again. "Yeah. Ill try too. Thanks for calling, yeah bye."
"Yes" she muttered under her breath, and went to sit back down at the table. She took a sip of her hot chocolate and smiled. They heard the shower turn of with a squeak upstairs.
"That Clark Kent." Lex started. "is quite the heart breaker, I hear." "Mmm. I think he needs a good talking too." Chloe joked.
"I wonder were he was when his mother was teaching him the finer points of dating."
"Probably wasn't listening." Lex smiled over his coffee cup. "I think he might've missed the bit about having to actually turn up."
Chloe grinned. Lex finished his cup of coffee and stood, and Chloe also stood, she didn't exactly know why.
"Well, I'd better be getting back."
"Oh, oh yeah," Chloe mumbled, and Lex smiled. He handed her the mug which once held his coffee and she followed him out to the doorway, where he threw his coat on and opened the door.
He smiled, and then called back to her on the way to his car, the rain splattering on his long black jacket. "I do look forward to our next meeting, Miss Sullivan."
"Me too," she whispered, watching the rain patter down on the cement, Lex's silver convertible speed down the road, disappearing out of site.
Disclaimer: Not mine, and I'm not making any money, so don't sue me!
Author's note: This story started out as a single chapter songfic, but I thought of this pretty cool (or at least I think it's pretty cool!) storyline to go with it. Hope you like!
R+R: Yes please!!
Chloe flicked the switch at the wall and looked up at the string of fairy lights hanging from the end of her curtain to the silver metal head of her clothes cupboard and admired her handy work. She walked past her desk, where her notebooks and text books were sprawled everywhere and turned off the main light of her bedroom. The small lights danced on the different belonging's in her room, bouncing and glittering off her stereo, which was playing the perfect song for that moment, off her half finished homework, off the dresses Lana had flung all over Chloe's bed.
She had finally decided on the red one, a gorgeous, stunning red holter dress with a red satin under layer and a layer of soft lace, and beading around the bottom that was frilled and cut on an angle. Chloe had been keeping at the back of her closet, waiting for the right occasion to wear it. You see, she had bought it not completely sure she would ever wear it, it wasn't her 'style'. It was to sexy, to revealing,-she had always felt like she was not pretty enough to wear it.
A gust of wind blew through her window, blowing around her curtains and swinging her string of fairy lights around. Some pages of her English assignment flew off her desk, and she could see the headlights of a car pulling in outside her house as she picked up the pages and raindrops started pouring from the skies. It had been two weeks ago that local bald billionaire Lex Luthor had quite kindly given her a lift home from the Talon, and, although she didn't want to admit it, he had been playing on her thoughts ever since.
She heard the front door swing open, and slam shut, then open and close once more, and as Chloe wandered up the hall to investigate, she heard heavy heeled shoes stamping up the staircase and quiet whimpering. Lana, her eyes filled with tears, ran past her and into her room, threw herself on the clothing covered bed, without even acknowledging the new fairy lights, Chloe noticed.
"Its not fair," Lana sobbed into Chloe's pillow. Chloe walked over and sat on the bed beside the crying Lana, who had been stood up by Clark once before. Silently Lex stood leaning on the door frame, watching the two school girls.
"Maybe he was." Chloe rethought her words. "Maybe something came up."
"He said he'd be there, Chloe." Lana whimpered. Noticing Lex standing in the doorway, Lana whipped her eyes on a tissue from the tissue box beside Chloe's bed and stood, walked towards him and said, "What, is this entertaining to you?"
Chloe jumped from her seat to follow Lana, "Ill leave if that's what you want. I just wanted to see that you're ok."
"Do I look o-" Lana started, but was interrupted by Chloe.
"Lana," she said, stepping between them. Her stomach went tight when she realized her hand was resting on Lex's chest. She turned to face him, and suggested, "Maybe you could go to the kitchen and make some hot chocolate."
Lex nodded, knowing this wasn't his place he made his way down the hall towards the kitchen, Chloe hugged Lana, who's violent sobs had started again. "The cocoa's in the pantry, and the milk's in the fridge." She yelled, over Lana's shoulder.
"He said he wouldn't miss it for the world," she paused for a moment and then broke into another set of dramatic sobs.
It was times like these that Chloe was glad she wasn't going out with Clark. These times didn't come around very often, and although she knew it was selfish, she couldn't help but feel glad it was Lana's heart breaking instead of her's every time Clark "forgot" or when "something came up" during a date. If she was going out with Clark. Well, she didn't want her mind to linger on it. She'd wasted too much time on the "What if"s and "if only"s of her relationship with Clark, and she didn't want to waste a minute more. And even so, if she was going out with Clark she couldn't let her every second thought be on the 21-year-old, bald billionaire currently making hot chocolate in her kitchen. Mmm.She cherished the thought.
"Did he call?" Lana sobbed loudly. "I'll take that as a no."
Lana sniffled and wiped her eyes with the now soaked tissue, as Lex entered with two mugs of steaming hot chocolate, and a mug of coffee for himself on a plastic brown platter he found next to the stove. Chloe took the two cups of hot chocolate and gave Lana the mug with the teddy bear that says "I used to sleep with a teddy bear. Now I sleep with a grizzly" that she won in a lucky dip and kept the "forty's not old. if you're a tree" mug that she gave her dad on his fortieth birthday for herself.
"Look Lana," Chloe said, as Lana sipped at her hot chocolate. "You'll feel better after you have a shower."
"Good idea," she sniffled, as the tears started drying on her cheeks.
"We'll go downstairs." Chloe said, rising from her bed and following Lex out of her room.
"Has it become a habit of yours; saving damsels in distress, Mr. Luther?" Chloe asked as they walked down the dimly lit hallway towards the stair case. He grinned.
"If your lucky, Miss Sullivan, it might've." He raddled his cup of coffee in his hands, while walking down the steps into the kitchen the rain chiming on the roof.
"Thanks" she said, and paused. "If you hadn't given her a lift she probably would've walked home in the rain."
"Don't worry about it." Lex replied, and sat down at the kitchen table opposite the blond teenager he'd grown to like. They heard the shower turn on upstairs, and the red phone hanging on the wall start to ring."
Chloe muttered "excuse me" and went to pick up the phone "Hello? Yes, this is she." She said the receiver to her ear. "Mmhmmm." Lex studied her silently. His eyes ran over her from top to bottom and back again. "Yeah. Ill try too. Thanks for calling, yeah bye."
"Yes" she muttered under her breath, and went to sit back down at the table. She took a sip of her hot chocolate and smiled. They heard the shower turn of with a squeak upstairs.
"That Clark Kent." Lex started. "is quite the heart breaker, I hear." "Mmm. I think he needs a good talking too." Chloe joked.
"I wonder were he was when his mother was teaching him the finer points of dating."
"Probably wasn't listening." Lex smiled over his coffee cup. "I think he might've missed the bit about having to actually turn up."
Chloe grinned. Lex finished his cup of coffee and stood, and Chloe also stood, she didn't exactly know why.
"Well, I'd better be getting back."
"Oh, oh yeah," Chloe mumbled, and Lex smiled. He handed her the mug which once held his coffee and she followed him out to the doorway, where he threw his coat on and opened the door.
He smiled, and then called back to her on the way to his car, the rain splattering on his long black jacket. "I do look forward to our next meeting, Miss Sullivan."
"Me too," she whispered, watching the rain patter down on the cement, Lex's silver convertible speed down the road, disappearing out of site.