Hopes and Fears

Hiya peeps, imback with a clana, surprisingly since Lana drives me insane, but anyhoo, her's the fic, R&R, i hope u like it, and plz check out my other fix. Oh, and this is named after my favorite album at the moment, Hopes and Fears by Keane.

"Lana?"

"Hi Clark, what did you want to talk to me about?"

"Come in." Lana walked through into the Kent's kitchen. "I want to tell you something. It's difficult to tell you, it's very important, I've wanted to tell you for ages, but after what happened while you were in Paris, I think it's important that you know. Only my parents and Pete know. I guess it's why I've been acting so weird lately."

Lana took a deep breath and looked up at Clark. "Go on."

"Lana, I'm not, I... I don't come from here. I come from another planet. I...I was sent here during the meteor shower. My parents sent me to Earth because the only way for me to live was to send me here because the rest of my race was dying out." Tears were running down Lana's face, her eyes large and slightly swollen. Clark took her hand. "I've got...umm...superpowers. Like, I can run...supersonic, I've got heat and x-ray vision-"

"You can see through-" Lana sniffed and looked away with a small laugh.

"I've got an allergy to green kryptonite."

"I guess this explains a lot." Lana laughed again.

"That's why I'm always there to save you, but I pushed you away because generally I only need to save you because I messed up in the first place and I'm scared that someday I won't be able to save you.

Lana was pacing the kitchen, rubbing her eyes. "Why didn't you tell me? There have been plenty of times for you to tell me. Why didn't you, Clark?"

"I didn't want to hurt you."

"So you pushed me away because you loved me?"

"Yes."

"So do you want to go out with me now or..."

"Yes, I do, I love you Lana, I always have."

"I do love you too." Lana looked up at him again. Clark wiped a tear from her cheek, then leaned into her and finally kissed her.

OMG, i cant believe i wrote sum thin so soppy... nxt time i will: 1. write sum thin longer and 2. write sum thin less soppy. til then,

Hippie Killer