DISCLAIMER – I own nothing, and I have come to the (very sad) conclusion that I will never marry Josh, or Adam (Rachel, that's your fault!). Josh is 27, and while he is the youngest person ever to create a network series and run it on and day-to-day production bravo Josh, I'm proud of you, I am 12, and all I can do is watch his show.

A/N – Everyone who said I could make this longer…you are right! I was so tired when I wrote part one, and I've been thinking up new story lines! There will be more then two parts! Oh, and sorry its short! Anyway, enough from me…

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Summer lay asleep of Seth's bed, as he sat on the floor, running his fingers through his hair. He know he said that he would be there for her…But he had realised it would be harder then it seemed. He still loved her…at least he thought he did. But she had hurt him so many times. So many times, that maybe now, when she needed him most, he wasn't able to stand it.

Summer opened her eyes. She was asleep on his bed. She saw Seth sitting on the floor. She opened her, mouth, about to say something to him. He drew his knees up to his chest and put his head down, his arms wrapped around his legs. Summer couldn't hear it very well, but she knew he was crying. So she didn't say anything. She closed her eyes, still able to see him through her dark eyelashes. Then she heard him whisper something that almost broke her heart…

"I'm not sure if I can do it Summer."

She closed her eyes completely, starting to breathe more heavily. She hadn't heard anything…She hadn't heard anything…

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"Summer? Are you awake?" his voice was soft, in case she was still asleep. But she was awake. She hadn't gone back to sleep after she had heard him.

But she faked it. She slowly opened her eyes, and blinked a few times.

"Oh…hi," she said, in a small voice she hoped sounded sleepy. "How are you?"

"I'm fine." Said Seth with a smile. Wow. He really knew how to fake it. "Do you want to do something? Anything?"

For a brief, tiny second, Summer felt happy. Because Seth sounded happy. Like he really wanted to be with her, like he really love her, her and the baby. Then she looked into his eyes. And the truth was there. He didn't. He loved her, he loved the baby. But he didn't know if he could help her through this all.

That was why Summer loved him. Not because he didn't know he could be with her for this…That broke her heart. It was the simple fact that he cared enough, he loved her enough, and he was sweet and considerate enough to try. To lie.

"Um." She said. She didn't want to lead him on. "Maybe not. I'd like to…but, um, I think I better get home. I'll see you later?"

"Yeah, OK," He said, helping her down off the bed. He walked her down to the front door.

"Um." She said, standing in the doorway awkwardly.

"Bye Summer." He said, kissing her lips lightly. His kiss, his touch made her body shiver in excitement. Once upon a time, he had felt the same thing. Now, she wasn't so sure.

"Bye Seth," she said. She had stopped calling him Cohen. Just for now. At the moment, Seth seemed more appropriate.

He closed the door lightly, letting her out. He slumped against the closed door, furrowing his brows.

"I do love you Summer," he said, to no one in particular. "But I'm not sure I can do it. But I'll try. For you."

Summer walked down the street slowly, her steps small as she tried to control her thoughts.

He had lied to her.

But she wasn't mad at him. He had a good reason. And it made her love him even more.

He had lied for her.