A/N: I realized my summary kind of sucked and really wasn't bringing in any "new readers". I mostly just had the few people that read my work continuously (thanks so much you guys!!). So I tried to come up with something a little more…entertaining? Inviting? I can't think of the word. Anyway, for those of you who watch Laguna Beach, I borrowed the Black and White party from the first episode (there's my little shout-out to that show). I, however, do not own Laguna Beach (that privilege is reserved for MTV and all those people down there) nor do I own The O.C. We have my good man Josh Schwartz and Stephanie Savage and McG and all the great people down at Fox who we can thank for that. I will try my best to keep the chapter length but it's kinda hard. Well, now that I have completely bored you, READ ON!

Just a little warning, it might get a little graphic but I don't think I need to change the rating. If you don't like sex, then skip it.

Black and White TV

"Cohen, zip me?" Summer stepped out of the dressing room in a simple, black, strapless dress that hit her right at the knee with a bit of a swishy flair.

Seth walked over to her and reached for the zipper, very obviously noticing the amount of skin showing due to the fact that her dress was unzipped.

Seth finished zipping the dress up the back and she turned to face him.

"So?" she asked.

"So…it's nice?" Seth tried.

"Just nice?"

"It's beautiful," he said sardonically.

"Well, thank you," she said sweetly, either missing his sarcasm or choosing to ignore it. Seth wasn't sure which.

Summer went back into the dressing room only to emerge moments later in another black dress. This particular dress was chiffon with thick straps that dipped into a very low, narrow V-neck going practically down to her belly button. The back was a little more of an open V, ending very shortly before her butt.

"Do you like it?" she asked.

"Summer, it's a black dress. You have a million dresses and half of them are black. Why don't you wear one of those?"

"First of all, I have, like, six black dresses. Second, I've worn them, like, three times before. Now, what do you think of the dress?"

"It's nice."

"You used that one last time."

"Right. Pretty?"

Summer gave him an exasperated look.

"You look fantastic. That dress is absolutely stunning," he deadpanned.

"You really think?" Summer looked down, studying the dress.

"Oh definitely. Just don't move your upper body while wearing it."

"What? Why?"

"Because if you do, your boobs will fall out of the dress." Not that Seth would mind.

"God, Cohen. And you wonder why I call you Superperv."

"Summer, it's true. That dress is cut so low, I can practically see them already."

"Okay, you're so not allowed to say that."

"Right, it will piss off the captain of the water polo team if he knows I'm looking at his girlfriend's boobs. Which, might I add, I have already seen and they're quite nice."

"Cohen!" Summer was in the process of shooting Seth a cross between a shocked look and a dirty one which, he completely ignored and continued talking.

"Speaking of which, shouldn't he be the one here watching you try on dresses?"

"For your information, he had practice today."

"Marissa?"

"Pool boy."

"Lindsay?"

"Please. Like I'm gonna trust her opinion. She's a nice girl and all but not the most educated when it comes to fashion."

"Ryan?"

"You're kidding, right?"

"Yes. And anyway, I'm not that educated about fashion either so why do I have to be here?"

"Because you are a boy. And boys are always honest." Summer thought a minute and then said, "Wait, let me rephrase that: boys are honest when it comes to how a girl looks. Other than that, forget it."

"Gee, I'm so glad I was always honest with you Summer. I see it's really influenced the way you look at guys."

Summer flashed Seth a smile before disappearing back into the dressing room.

"I just have a question." Marissa was flipping through a Rivera magazine as she sat on Summer's bed.

"What's that?"

"Does your boyfriend know you spend all this time with Seth?"

"Oh my god, I do not spend that much time with Seth!"

Marissa raised her eyebrows.

"I don't!"

"Where were you an hour ago?'

"South Coast Plaza."

"With?"

"Alright, he just came with me because he's honest and everyone else was busy. Ah hem, Coop."

"Sorry Sum, I had some stuff to do," Marissa apologized.

"More like someONE."

Marissa's eyes widened and she looked up from her magazine. "Summer!"

"What? He's hot."

Marissa played dumb. "I don't even know who you're talking about."

"Oh, come on. We both know that you and your new pool boy have a lil' sumthin' sumthin' going on."

"First of all, his name is D.J. and we do not have a "lil' sumthin' sumthin'" going on." Marissa made finger quotes to emphasize her point.

"Yeah, okay," Summer said, clearly not believing a word Marissa was saying.

"We just…kissed."

"Oh my god, Coop! And you didn't tell me?!" Summer spun away from her full-length mirror and finally faced Marissa.

"It wasn't that big of a deal. I was upset and he was there. It just happened."

"I want details!"

"There aren't any details. We kissed. Those are the details."

"That's it?"

"Yes that's it." Marissa paused for a second. "Speaking of kissing, when are you and Seth gonna get it on?"

"What?"

"Oh god, Sum, there's so much sexual tension between you two, you can literally feel it."

"I have no idea what you're talking about. I like Zach."

"You better figure out who you really like soon. You're gonna hurt Seth if you don't do something."

"You sound like Ryan. And besides, I don't have to do anything. I'm already with Zach."

"So what's Seth? You're boyfriend on the side?"

"God, Coop. What's gotten into you? Cohen and I are just friends."

"You're right. I'm sorry. It's not my place. It's just that you do everything with Seth except have sex. At least, it seems like it."

"Look, I don't wanna have this discussion, okay?" Summer faced the mirror again. "So, what do you think of this dress?"

"I think it's hot. Just be careful when you move, your boobs are this close to falling out."

Summer was standing in front of the bathroom mirror putting the finishing touches on her hair. "Shit."

"What?"

"Burned myself."

"Ouch." Marissa went back to applying her lipgloss. "So, is Seth coming tonight?" Marissa tried to act casual about the question but lately it seemed like there were all of these underlying issues and questions that no one would talk about or ask whenever Seth was mentioned.

"Yes," Summer answered.

"Oh."

"Why?"

"Just wondering." Marissa took a step back and inspected herself. "Done. What do you think?"

"You look hot. That dress is killer. Who's it by?"

"Dior."

"Oh, is that the one we bought when we went shopping for your birthday?"

"Yeah."

Now, Summer took a step back, studying herself in the mirror. "So, how do I look?"

"Hot, and just in time," Marissa said as she heard a knock on the door.

"What? It's only seven."

"It said on the invite to be here at seven."

"Yeah, but everyone knows that seven really means seven fifteen."

"Only in Summerland." Marissa said as she headed for the door.

"Hey, how's it going?" Summer could hear Marissa greeting the first of the night's guests. She spritzed a little perfume on her wrists and neck and headed out into the main area of the room.

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The party got crowded quick and the hotel room was soon filled to maximum capacity. Summer was currently making her way out onto the balcony with Zach in tow.

"Hey, Coop," Summer called to her best friend.

"What's up?"

"Is Ryan coming?"

"Yeah, he and Lindsay just got here a few minutes ago."

"Thanks." Summer gave Marissa's hand a little squeeze knowing she was still sore when it came to the subject of Ryan and then she set off in search for him.

It wasn't hard to find him. He was standing in a corner with Lindsay and they both looked like the biggest loners but it was funny because they didn't seem to care.

"Hey," she said as she approached them.

"Hey, Sum," Lindsay greeted her.

"Hi Summer," Ryan said as he nodded to Zach.

"Um, I'm kind of thirsty. Maybe you should get us some drinks?" Summer used the fact that she had Zach wrapped completely around her little finger to her advantage. She knew that Zach and Ryan didn't get along nor did Seth and Zach, which was another good reason to send him away so she could ask her question.

"So, is he here?" Summer turned back to Ryan.

"Honestly Summer, I don't know. Lindsay and I came by ourselves and he said he was gonna take the Range Rover and drive up later. I haven't seen him yet."

"Thanks." Summer offered up an apologetic smile as she turned to leave.

"Watch yourself," Ryan said she as she started to make her way back into the crowd. She nodded to him before disappearing completely.

She hadn't been able to find Zach since she sent him to get drinks yet she thought this a good thing considering Seth walked in not too long after her conversation with Ryan.

"Hey," she said as he opened his arms to accept the hug she offered him.

"Hi," he said into her ear.

"You're late, where were you?"

"I just went out to eat after work." Seth was nervous about something and Summer could tell.

"By yourself?"

"Um, no." Seth would have stopped there but Summer was staring at him expectantly and he could never keep anything from her. "Alex asked if I wanted to go and I said okay." He stuffed his hands in the pocket of his black, pinstriped blazer, something he often did when he was nervous and looked at the ground.

"Oh," Summer said. She felt a pang of jealousy at the discovery of this news but tried to hide it. However, the thought of her ex-boyfriend whom she still felt for sitting alone in a booth at some restaurant with the gorgeous blonde who he worked with kind of got to her. "Sounds fun."

"Yeah," Seth mumbled.

And then Summer felt guilty for making him feel guilty. I mean, she had no claim on him, right? They were just friends so he was allowed to eat with whomever, wherever, and whenever he wanted.

"So, are you thirsty?" she asked, trying to change the subject.

He looked up, almost gratefully, "Yeah, sure."

They made their way over to the little bar they had set up and Summer got them some drinks.

"So, who's paying for all of this?"

"Who do you think?"

"Good old daddy."

"Hey, don't make fun. Who bought you that shirt you're wearing?"

Seth looked down at his white polo. "You?"

"With daddy's credit card."

"Great. Thanks a lot, Summer. Now I owe your dad seventy dollars."

"No you don't. It was a birthday gift."

"There you are!" Zach came out of the crowd and over to Summer wrapping his arm around her waist and nuzzling her neck.

"Oh, hey Seth! Didn't even see you there. How ya been, buddy?"

"Zach." Seth nodded in his direction.

"Um, Zach? How much have you had to drink?" Summer asked.

"Well, I don't remember."

"Mmhmm, maybe you should put that down and have some water." Summer removed the drink from his hand and set in on the bar.

"No, no I'm fine," he said, reaching for his drink.

"Zach, you're drunk off your ass."

"Summer, I said I'm fine." Zach reached for the drink again but Summer tried to stop him. He slapped her hand away and grabbed the drink.

"Whoa, watch it! You don't have to hit her." Seth stepped in, defending Summer.

"Maybe you should mind your own business!" Zach turned to Seth, getting close enough for Seth to smell the alcohol on his breath.

"Yeah, and I will. But as soon as you start treating her with disrespect it becomes my business." Seth said, calmly.

"Seth," Summer said, placing a hand on his arm.

"Screw you!" Zach whipped back around to face Summer. "God, I'm sick of this. I'm done!" And with that he stormed out the door.

Summer turned and walked away, heading in the direction of the bathroom. Seth groaned and followed her. After knocking on the door for a good three minutes he finally heard the click of the lock. He let himself in to find Summer sitting on the toilet bent over and playing with her hands.

"Summer, I—"

She held her hand up and cut him off. "Don't."

She wasn't crying or anything. She was just sitting there, thinking. She didn't want to hear Seth apologize. It wasn't his fault that Zach had just broken up with her. It wasn't anyone's fault but her own.

"It was waiting to happen," she said, voicing her thoughts.

It was still in the bathroom while they looked around, not quite sure where to let their eyes fall. Finally Summer stood. She looked at Seth, and there was pain evident in her eyes. Truthfully, she wasn't sure that the majority of the pain came from that fact that she and Zach were no longer together. She liked Zach, she really did. But there was just something missing. Now though, she felt more hurt knowing that she was vulnerable in a tiny bathroom with Seth and she had no clue what to do with herself.

"Come here," he said.

And she took those few steps, closing the distance between them. She buried her head in his chest, glad for this excuse to be so close to him. Immediately, she was flooded with millions of memories as she took in his smell and the feel of his arms around her. He rubbed small circles on her back as they stood there, not paying any mind to the time or the party that was continuing just outside the door.

She later concluded that had she not been so emotional and alone in that bathroom with Seth, she wouldn't have done it. But as the story goes, she was emotional and she was alone in the bathroom with Seth. So she looked up at him, feelings clouding her eyes, and she kissed him. She kissed him soft and slow. And not to her surprise, he kissed back. She gently opened his lips with her tongue, which he gratefully accepted. His hands were no longer rubbing small circles on her back but instead running up and down it, feeling the bare skin that was there, much thanks to her backless dress. The strap of her dress fell down and one of her boobs finally did fall out of the dress. Seth cradled it in his hand as she moved to kiss his neck.

"Cohen," she said, her breath hitching as his thumb brushed a sensitive part of her.

"Yeah?" He answered, breathless as she was.

"What are your parents doing?"

He stopped kissing her neck for a moment. "Sleeping?"

"Do you," she kissed him again, "think we could go," she kissed him yet again, "to your house? You know, where it's private."

"Yeah, yeah of course." Seth Cohen was not about turn down Summer Roberts' request to move to a more private location. He kissed her one last time before pulling her dress strap back up to cover her. She wiped the lipgloss off of his cheek and he turned to open the door. She didn't let go of his hand as they made their way through the crowd to the door.

"Wait," she stopped him. "I have to find Coop." Seth gave her his best puppy dog look. "Real quick," she promised, taking a risk and planting a quick kiss on his lips.

They looked for a while, finally finding Marissa still out on the balcony although she had been joined by Lindsay. "Hey guys."

"Hey Sum, where have you been? This party was such an awesome idea." Marissa noticed Seth and greeted him. "Hey Seth, see you made it."

"Oh, yeah, hey Marissa. Lindsay."

"Yeah, so we're gonna head out."

"Already?"

"We're tired." Summer supplied the girls with the best excuse she could come up with. "I'll catch you later though."

"Sum, are you all right?"

"Yeah, of course. Later." She pulled Seth away from them and through the crowd, finally reaching the door. They made their way to the elevator where she snuck some kisses before it reached the bottom floor and they got in the Range Rover. It was a quiet ride to Seth's house, which should have given Summer plenty of time to think. She didn't want to think about everything that had happened though, so she didn't. Instead, she spent the ride thinking of the prospect of what was about to happen.

They finally reached the Cohen's house and they stepped out of the car. The lights were off which was a good sign. Seth motioned to Summer to "shh" as they entered the house. They quietly made their way up the stairs and into Seth's bedroom where he barely had time to close the door before Summer's lips where on his. His jacket hit the floor, as did his polo shortly thereafter. At last they made it to the bed where Summer gently pushed Seth onto it, falling lightly on top of him. Her dress was halfway off as she worked on his belt buckle.

"Hey Summer," Seth said, pulling his lips away from the fold in her neck for a minute.

"What?"

"Since my parents are in the house, you can't scream like you usually do."

Summer sat up. "How am I supposed the have sex and not yell?"

"People do it all the time."

"Yes, but I'm a very vocal person."

"Yeah, I know." Seth paused before deciding that he didn't care if his parents woke up so long as he was gonna get laid, and by Summer at that. He pulled her back down, and before kissing her, said, "Bite your tongue."

So, I really hadn't planned that, like, at all but it's what came to me when I was writing. Hope you guys enjoy and drop a review!