Unlikely Love Chapter 8: Secret Admirers and Emails, a smallville fanfic

Hey long time no see guys. Thanks for the few reviews I had. I need more people! I live on this now! That's very sad but i dont care. I have like the next three chaps waiting so u better give me reviews!

Kit Merlot:hey thanks! i wanted lex to help her so i did that and of course being in his arms made her feel better! and thanks for the advice but i might want to specify, my best friend, the one he likes, doesnt like him at all! so now wut?

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Chloe

I felt warm. I felt comfortable. I felt something around my waist, I glanced down. It was an arm! My head was resting on another one. Okay Chloe where are you? My thoughts jumped back to last night. Clark had broken my heart and I had gone to Lex's. Lex's. Oh my God! Chloe you are sleeping on a couch with Lex Luthor! Sleeping on a couch with freaking Lex Luthor! I didn't move. I realized that I didn't want to move. I was in Lex's arms and I was happy. I felt happy, and somehow more loved that I had felt in a long time. Chloe get a grip! Lex doesn't love you! I know. Good! Now you have to get up. Do I have to? Chloe! You cannot stay on this couch with Lex. Oh fine! Just wreck the only time I've felt happy in a long time! I slowly started to move, trying to get up without waking Lex up. At first his arm tightened on my waist. Shivers ran up and down my spine. Chloe get a grip! I slowly loosened his arm from my waist and reluctantly got up. I tip toed to his bedroom and changed back into my clothes. I went into the kitchen and found paper and a pencil. Walking back to the movie room, I felt sad. I didn't want to leave. I knew I had to though. I wrote him a note, short and sweet.

Lex,

I had a great time! I'm sorry to barge in on you like that. I just needed a shoulder to cry on, thanks for letting my use yours. If you ever need anything back just let me know. Thanks for being there for me, and know I'll always be there for you.

Chloe

Then, without thinking, I gently kissed him on the cheek. My lips lingered there for a second, not wanting to leave. But, slowly, reluctantly, I pulled away and whispered, "Thanks Lex." I walked back to my car. As I drove home, one lonely, remaining tear slid down my cheek. But this time it wasn't about Clark, it was about Lex.

Lex

I felt sombody move next to me. I opened my eyes and saw blond hair. I remembered last night. Oh my God! I slept on a couch with Chloe! She settled back down again but only for a minute. She tried to slide out from underneath my arm. I instinctively tightened my grip on her waist. Lex this is so wrong! She is a sophmore! She's sixteen! You cannot have Chloe! Besides, after all the things you've done, how can you think she'd love you! I let her go. She left and I just stayed on the couch. I couldn't move, I was in some sort of stupor and all thoughts left me. I closed my eyes and saw only one image. Chloe's face, she was smiling and her eyes sparkled. I looked at her face and wished that this was all I ever saw. Then I felt something on my cheek. Someone was kissing me! The only person it could be was Chloe. But that was impossible! Whoever it was made me wish I could see their face. But I didn't dare open my eyes. Her lips were so soft and then they pulled away.

"Thanks Lex," Chloe whispered. I now knew it was Chloe and my cheek still burned from her kiss. My arms still ached, wanting to hold her once more. Then I heard the door close and knew it was safe to get up. She had left a note.

Lex,

Chloe

Chloe you can barge in on me anytime you want to. If I ever need anything she had said. How could I tell her that all I would ever need was her? I spent all day thinking about her and finally decided to do something about it. I got on my laptop and got to work.

Chloe

I walked into the Torch and sat down in my chair with a sigh. For once, it wasn't Clark that was the source of my dispair.

"Hey Chloe!" Speak of the devil.

"Hi Clark! What's up?"

"Not much really. I wanted to apologize." God Clark don't do this. That look on your face is almost more than I can take. That worried, puppy dog look gets me every time!

"It's okay Clark. Really it's nothing." Please leave Clark, I just want to get you out of my head! Please just leave. He kneeled down in front of me so we were on eye level. Oh those gorgeous blue eyes! I melted, again. Damn you Clark!

"No Chloe. I really feel like I need to apologize. I ran out on you and I'm really, really sorry. Now about what happened at the dance..." I cut him off.

"It's okay Clark. I realized that I think it would just be better if we stayed really good friends." I put on a big, fake smile and prayed to God he left.

"Great Chloe, I feel the same way. Well I have to get to class, I'll see you later." And he left. I shut the door behind him and slowly walked across the room. I leaned against the wall and sank to the floor. Then the tears started. I cried like I had last night...in Lex's arms. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I jumped to my feet. I half expected to see Lex but instead it was Pete.

"Chloe what happened? Are you okay? I saw Clark come in here, did you guys work it out? What did you tell him?"

"I told him I just wanted to stay friends. It's a self defense mechanism."

"It's okay Chloe, maybe it's for the best. I'm sorry Chloe, if you need me, you know where to find me. I have to get to class. Bye Chloe." He left, throwing a worried glance over his shoulder. I needed a distraction. I wiped tears from my eyes and signed on to my e-mail. Junk...junk...junk...Pete...junk...Lana...junk...who's that? Someone named porscheluver22. I clicked on it and read a very odd e-mail.

Hey Chloe. Yeah I know who you are. But you don't know who I am. And I don't want to tell you just yet. I just wanted to tell you I'm sorry that you got left alone at the dance. And to say that you looked like an angel in your dress...and all the time. So how's your day been so far? I hope you'll write back.

Wow. That was a lot to take in. I had a secret admirer. As I read and re-read his e-mail over and over again, all thoughts of Clark vanished. This guy peaked my interest in a heart beat. I clicked the Respond button.

Hey Whateveryournameis. Are you sure you don't want to tell me who you are? Thanks for the compliment. And so far my day has sucked. Write back soon, I guess.

I clicked the Send button and was surprised when I got a response almost immediately.

I do want to tell you who I am but I can't. Why has you're day sucked?

I wondered how much I should tell him. Hey what the heck he already knows who I am.

Well let's start with the dance. You already know why that sucked. Then I went to my friend's house and we watched movies. I had a great time there. But now I'm confused.

Confused about what?

I'm still in love with Clark and I just told him that all I wanted to be was friends which is a lie. But it's kind of a self defense mechanism. Anyway now I'm confused because I'm really starting to like another guy. But I have absolutely no chance with him. He would never like me.

How could anyone not like you? You are beautiful and spunky and full of life and curious and kind of the in-your-face type person. You are intelligent and gorgeous and that's a deadly combo if you ask me.

Wow. That's a lot to take in. Do you really feel that way?

I really do think I'm in love with you Chloe.

Wow. Are you sure you don't want to tell me who you are?

I can't Chloe.

Why?

First off you would never love me and second it would never work between us.

You don't know that.

And you don't know either, it might be true. I have to go now, I'll talk to you tomorrow ok? Check your e-mail again at 9 o'clock.

Okay, I look forward to talking to you. Bye.

I got off my computer and took a deep breath. Wow.

Lex

I got Chloe's e-mail address and decided to do something about my feelings. As long as she didn't know who I was there wasn't any harm in telling her how I felt. Was there?

I pressed send and waited. I just stared at my computer for about half an hour. Then finally I got an e-mail.

Hey Whateveryournameis. Are you sure you don't want to tell me who you are? Thanks for the compliment. And so far my day has sucked. Write back soon, I guess.

Her day sucked? Why? It wasn't my fault was it?

I do want to tell you who I am but I can't. Why has you're day sucked?

Well let's start with the dance. You already know why that sucked. Then I went to my friend's house and we watched movies. I had a great time there. But now I'm confused.

She had a great time? Yes, it wasn't my fault. But why is she confused?

Confused about what?

How could anyone not like Chloe? She was perfect.

Wow. That's a lot to take in. Do you really feel that way?

Do I? I dug deep inside my heart and realized, yes I did. I loved her. I was in love with a 16 year old sophmore in high school. I was in love with Chloe Sullivan.