CHANGE OF HEART

CATEGORY/RATING: Chlark, R (adult language)

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a rewrite of my fic 'For You'. I didn't like the old format of that fic so I decided to make a few changes. The title being one. Also I took away the first person views at the beginning of each chapter and I combined chapters 1-3 making into one introductory chapter. I don't use a Beta so if you see grammar mistakes you can point them out as long as you manage to do it in a nice constructive way. Cause I don't take well to criticism. Love feedback, hate flames.

DISCLAIMER: Smallville belongs to some people I do not even know. If you decide to sue then know that you will only be getting a 24 roll of toilet paper. That's about the only thing in my house that I actually own… lol… Songs used are by Various Artist none of which are me.

(1) Just Friends

They read you Cinderella

You hoped it would come true

That one day a Prince Charming

Would come rescue you

You like romantic movies

And you never will forget

They way you felt

When Romeo

Kissed Juliet

You dream of love that's everlasting

Well baby don't you look no more

I can love you like that

I can give you the world

Move Heaven and Earth

To make you my girl

I can love you like that

I can love you like that

The applause sounded too thunderous to be coming from such a small person. Chloe stared in amazement at her best friend. "Wow, Clark, where did you get that voice?"

Clark grinned. "Didn't think a klutzy farm boy like me had any talent?"

"To be truthful. No, I didn't." Chloe smiled.

"I've been singing for a while. Mostly in the shower." Clark made a few adjustments to his telescope. "Anyway, what brings to my 'Fortress'? Has the latest 'Freak of the Week' suddenly made an appearance?"

"Can't I drop by my best friend's house without there being an ulterior motive?" Chloe pouted.

Clark clucked his tongue. "That's what all your visits have been about lately. So don't blame a guy for needing clarification."

"Well prepare to be stunned." Chloe sat down Indian style on the old couch Clark used. "Today is just a friendly visit. I'm bored and figured you'd be equally bored. Why not bore each other?"

"Hmm, boredom sounds nice." Clark murmured as he gazed through the telescope. HE made a sour face as he spotted his parents making out on a tractor.

"What are you looking at?" Chloe inquired. "Or should I change that to who are you looking at?"

"Lana." Clark teased not noticing the brief look of hurt that flashed across her face.

"Clark, buddy, your stalker qualities are spilling over. They're running longer than the Energizer Bunny." Chloe said with forced cheerfulness.

"Thanks. Hearing that from you means so much." Came his dry reply.

"Just telling you like it is, sweetie." She sighed as she gathered up the nerves to ask him a difficult question. "I know you heard about Whitney and Lana's breakup. So, when are you going to make your move?"

Clark spread out on the couch and stretched his long legs across Chloe's lap. She began to aimlessly trace circle patters on his calves. "I'm in no rush Chloe."

"Why?" Chloe had a look of confusion on her face. "You've been obsessing over her for the past three years. If I were you, I would go for it."

Chloe found his thoughtful gaze to be fearful. "Why the sudden interest in me possibly getting with Lana?"

She tossed her hand in a dismissive gesture. "I want you to be happy. If you wait to late you might miss out on a golden opportunity. I know how that would make you fee."

He switched positions moving Chloe onto his lap. He rested his chin on her head and she buried her face into his chest. Neither realized the tableau of perfection they made.

Pete did. He noticed it as soon as he walked into the loft. He hid behind a wooden column when he spotted them. He decided to do a little spying.

Chloe began playing with Clark's chin. He stilled her roaming hands with a slightly strong grip. "If Lana and I were meant to be, it would happen. If not, then oh well. Despite what you think Chloe, I don't obsess over her. Most of the time I am stargazing when I look through my telescope. And I do realize that Lana is not the only beautiful girl in Smallville. As a matter of fact I think you're pretty amazing looking."

Chloe blushed red. "Your opinion doesn't count. You have to say that. We're like siblings without the blood."

As he wrapped his arms around her waist he found himself thinking far from sibling like thoughts. He knew it was wrong to take advantage of their friendship but he couldn't resist using it to hold her in his arms. The secret he was afraid to admit to anyone even himself was that he was on the fast track to falling in love with Chloe. But he didn't want to ruin such a perfect friendship by trying to trim their trio down into a duo.

What Clark didn't know was that she was enjoying being held as much as he was enjoying holding her. She didn't want the moment to end. Though she assumed that he was just being his usual friendly self. She began to purr like a kitten when he started to caress her back. She placed her hand over his chest right above the area his heart was located.

"Clark?"

"Mmm?" He answered in a sleepy manner.

"I was wondering…"

"About?"

She started to raise up a bit to look into his eyes but he held her fast to him. She found herself relaxing once more. "Well, I was wondering, have you ever thought that of being more than just…"

"What's up, Chloe/Clark?" Pete had to make himself known because Mrs. Kent was on her way into the barn. "I've been looking all over for you guys.

Chloe and Clark both sat up quickly with guilty looks on their faces. Though neither knew why they were ashamed. Pete chose not to point out the obvious. "Hey Pete we've been here. Just hanging out. There's really not much to do." Clark spoke.

"Are you kids hungry? I've finished dinner." Mrs. Kent called out from the bottom of the stairs.

Clark helped Chloe to stand while Pete made his way out to the kitchen. "What were you going to say?"

Chloe shook her head. "It's not important. So what did your mom cook?"

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"Tell me it's just a simple infatuation Pete. He'll get over her soon, right?" Chloe groaned and buried her face into her folded arms. Pete looked over his shoulder to search for the object of Chloe's discussion.

He merely grinned when he noticed Clark and Lana walking into the Talon. "Chin up here he comes." Pete stated as Lana walked to the back of the restaurant and Clark headed in their direction.

"What's up you guys?" He asked as he walked up.

"Nothing much Clark, my man. Where were you?" Pete asked.

"Getting tutored in History." Clark pulled out a chair and sat down next to Chloe. He took in her slumped position. "What's her problem?"

"She's suffering from mild delusion." Came Pete's reply.

"Again?"

"Yeah. She's depressed at the fact that the object of her affections doesn't feel the same way. A classic tale of teenage angst."

Chloe? In love? Who's the creep? I'll break his kneecaps. Aloud he said. "Oh? Anyone I know?"

Chloe raised her head and pinned each of her friends with a death stare. "My love life is just that. Mine. Discuss it further and I'll make the Meteor Freaks seem like tame kittens."

"Whoa, Xena, I am scared of you." Pete laughed.

Clark knew it was time for a change in topic. "Are you guys ready to go to the drive in?" At the look Pete's look Clark asked.

"You're still going right?" Pete grinned mischievously. "I'm sorry man. I have a really hot date with Maureen Carter. We have two ticket see No Doubt at the University."

"You lucky dog." Chloe gushed. No Doubt was one of her absolutely favorite bands.

Clark just shrugged. "Your loss. There's nothing like seeing Lord of the Rings on a huge outdoor screen."

"You be the one to have to deal with making it through a whole movie with that movie critique named Chloe."

They shared a laugh before Pete stood up to leave. Once he left Clark turned to Chloe. "Well it's just you and me kid. Are you ready?"

"Well I rather be heading to the No Doubt concert but I'll settle for the Twin Towers instead." Chloe whined.

Clark rolled his pretty blues. "Everyone wants to be a comedian. Get in the truck and stop your bellyaching."

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Chloe released a soft sigh as she closed her diary and set it on her nightstand. She sat up and began to massage her left foot that had fallen asleep. "Darn stupid foot."

When the painful tingling feeling left she stood up and walked downstairs to see what her dad was up too. "Dad?"

No answer. The house was eerily silent. As she walked into the kitchen her eyes were drawn to the note attached to the refrigerator.

Chloe,

You seemed so peaceful and I didn't want to disturb you. Mr. Luther Jr. called a sudden meeting in Metropolis that I have to attend. I'll be gone for a few days. I've contacted the Kent's so that they can look after you. There's some money in the cookie jar and I've left my credit card in my spare wallet. Remember, use for emergencies only.

I'll call you later once I get settled into the hotel. Keep your cell phone on you if you go out.

Love,

Daddy

Chloe was folding up the letter when the phone rang. She set the note down and picked up the cordless. "Hello?"

"Hey, kid,. It's me Clark."

Chloe smiled. As if she could forget that sexy voice of his. "Hey Clark. I was just about to call you."

"Did you just wake up? When your dad called us earlier he said you were asleep."

"I wasn't sleep. Just daydreaming and writing in my diary." She walked into the living room and sat down on the couch.

"So you're all alone. Do you have any plans?"

Chloe looked out the living room window and noticed that it was still daylight out. "Not really. No school tomorrow. No homework."

"I could come over and then we could go into town to rent some movies. Maybe order a pizza. How does that sound?"

"Okay, sure."

"Good. I'll be over in a few."

"Kay. See you then."

TBC