Lover I Don't Have to Love

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. . . too bad though. . . Also, I don't own the song "Lover I Don't Have to Love". Nope, that belongs to Bright Eyes. . . I'm just a meaningless student who likes "The OC", Bright Eyes, and writing. . . so yeah.

Rating: PG-13 for some sexual content and, in the song language and sexual references

Summary: Just one night was all she wanted, but what happens when 'just one night' turns into something that wasn't supposed to happen…. He never thought he would end up like one of those guys…those guys he always hated. But one night makes him the man he never wanted to be.

A/N: Omgsh thank you so much for all the great reviews!!! I'm sorry it took me so long to write this next chapter… but I just didn't know where to go from here. I don't think I did as well as on the first one… but hey… I wrote this at 1 in the morning!! LoL… okay, so everyone, you know what to do!!! (Oh, yeah, and this is extremely AU now… but hey, it's all good!)

Seth nervously looked around the bedroom he had slept in that night, then looked back down at the girl in his arms. Feeling her stir, he quickly closed his eyes and pretended to sleep again. It was all going well until he heard her speak.

"Cohen? Cohen!" Summer yelled, nudging his arm. "Cohen, wake up!"

"Wha- what? Summer?!" he exclaimed, as if he didn't know she was there. "What… oh my God… we… we had sex?" he asked as if it were a foreign word. "Summer I was a… wow… was I any good?"

"Cohen! Ugh, you're such a pig," she replied, pulling the sheet around her and climbing out of the bed.

"Summer, wait," he called, wrapping the blanket around his waist. "I'm sorry… wait," he finished but what greeted by a door slamming in his face. "That was pleasant."

A few minutes later Summer emerged from the bathroom fully clothed.

"Summer, look, stop ignoring me, we need to talk," Seth walked after, still in the blanket he was previously wearing. Suddenly an idea popped into her head. "Summer…" Seth whined, as she turned around and headed back to the bathroom. Before he knew it, the blanket was lying on the floor, under Summer's foot and he was standing buck naked in the middle of the bedroom.

"Oops," Summer laughed, but not before glancing at Seth as he scrambled to find his boxers. "I should really watch where I'm going."

"Funny," he deadpanned, pulling his boxers on. "Now can we talk?"

"Um, not here we aren't," Summer replied. "Come on, put your jeans back on and climb out the window with me." She finished, sliding the window up. "And hurry!"

"I am," he said, pulling on his jeans. "And, may I ask, why the window?"

"You've obviously never done this before," she rolled her eyes. "If you go through the front door, the people will know you had sex in one of their rooms… and be totally creeped out."

"Oh, so I see you've done this before," he retorted. "Often I assume?"

"Wouldn't you like to know," she quipped, then stepped out the window onto the roof. With Seth following close behind, she climbed down from the porch roof, onto the roof above. She then made her way to the other side, and hung off the edge dropping onto the back deck. She then walked down the steps and out to the street where her car was parked.

"Wow, you are a pro at that," Seth stated. "Now can we talk?"

"Get into the car," she ordered, opening the passenger side door. "Now!"

"I'm going, I'm going!" he said, getting in as Summer almost slammed the door on his leg.

Quickly she hopped in the car, and sped off down the street without another word to Seth. About five minutes passed of total silence, minus the crappy music playing on the radio before Seth decided to speak up.

"Can we talk yet?" he asked. "Because I think I better get home before my parents wake up… yeah, cause they'll kind of kill me if they found out I was at a party all night. Not to mention having hot, mind blowing sex with the one and only Summer Roberts."

"Keep it in your pants Cohen," she retorted, pulling into his driveway. "So what did you want to talk about?"

"Can't we, like, go inside?" he asked. "Even in the pool house? We could kick Ryan out."

"Whatev, let's go," she replied and headed down to the pool house.

"Rise and shine my brooding bro," Seth called, opening the doors to the pool house. "Awake and come with me to the kitchen."

"Seth," Ryan groaned. "Do you know what time it is? And why are you of all people awake?"

"Yes, my friend, it is just barely 4:37 am. But we have to talk right now," Seth told him, practically pulling him out of bed. Then, when he was sure Ryan was up, he turned back to Summer. "I'll be right back."

"Okay," she replied. "Hey Chino."

"Hey Summer…Summer?" Ryan questioned.

"I'll explain later, now come on," Seth hurried his brother out of the room and up to the main house. Pulling some pudding out of the fridge, he threw one to Ryan and opened one for himself. "Ryan…I had sex."

"You got me up at 4:30 to tell me you had sex," Ryan asked, getting up from his stool.

"No, no, my friend," Seth stopped him, "not just any sex. I had sex with a girl…"

"Seth…that's a good thing," Ryan replied. "Not that I thought Anna would actually do anything this soon, but yes, Seth, when you said sex, I was pretty sure it was your girlfriend you were talking about. Now can I go back to sleep?"

"That's kind of the problem," Seth said. "Remember how I told you I'd explain why Summer was here?"

"Oh no Seth, you didn't," Ryan sighed. "You have a girlfriend!"

"I… I know. And I feel like a total ass right now but…I was drunk, and she was with some other guy too! How do I know she wasn't sleeping with him!" Seth defended himself. "Besides it was like… mind blowing, man. I woke up with a hangover, but it really didn't matter to me how bad my head hurt that's how great it was."

"Seth…that doesn't mean anything," Ryan sighed again. "You cheated on your girlfriend! Don't you feel even the slightest bit guilty?"

"Well… yes but… but it's Summer," he said. "S-U-M-M-E-R… the girl I've loved for like… a million years."

"But you picked Anna," Ryan was finally getting angry. "Seth, if you wanted Summer why didn't you just pick her in the first place?"

"I wanted to," Seth replied, and said nothing else. A few moments later, he stood up. "Look I need to go talk to Summer. Do you mind crashing up at the house for a little?"

Ryan sighed, there was nothing else he could do but just let Seth deal with it. "Fine. Just tell me when you're done, okay?"

"Thanks man," he replied and headed back down to the pool house.

"So I'm guessing you told Ryan?" Summer asked. "And he didn't take it well, I presume?"

"And you are right," Seth replied, "He pretty much told me how big of an ass I was for cheating on Anna. I mean…I don't want to hurt her but…I don't know. Maybe I shouldn't have done it." Seth hung his head. "God, look at me? I've turned into all those guys I hated…kind of like Luke…well, the old Luke."

"Seth don't say that," Summer said, bringing her hand to his cheek. "You were drunk…and I took advantage of that."

"No!" Seth yelled. "Summer, don't think that. I did it willingly, and I would have done it if I were sober, too. I mean, how could I say no to you? I've been like, head over heels in love with you since the third grade."

"Then why are you dating Anna?" she asked, their faces inches apart. She could feel his warm breath on her when he spoke again.

"I don't know…I didn't want to," he replied. "She kind of made the decision for me." He finished and there it was again, their lips were touching, their eyes closing, there hands exploring. If he didn't stop this, he would do exactly what he didn't want to do to Anna…again. But he couldn't… he couldn't stop, and that was the problem…

"Hey Ryan," Sandy said walking into the kitchen. "Up so early? It's barely eight!"

"Yeah…Seth got me up," Ryan laughed at the irony. "Funny isn't it?"

"Seth? As in my son, Seth Cohen, got you up?" Sandy deadpanned. "Early? Well where is he?"

"Down in the pool house talking to Summer," Ryan rolled his eyes. "He kicked me out."

"Oh…Summer, I see," Sandy replied. "But I thought he was dating the smart blonde one…Anna."

"He is," Ryan stated. "But I really don't know what's going on with him anymore."

"Oh well-" Sandy started but was interrupted by the doorbell. "I guess I'll get that.

"Hello, Mr. Cohen," Anna said as the door swung open.

"Hello, Anna. Seth's down in the pool house," Sandy replied.

"Oh, okay, thanks!" Anna said headed down the path, unaware of what she would find inside…

A/N: So… that was chapter two…how was it?? Well, reviews are very nice … thank you much!