Paris sat there shivering in the cold breeze, maybe coming here was a huge mistake, she thought to herself. But she would do anything if it meant not losing Seth. Paris was in a very low spot in her life when she met him at NYU, and he seemed to make everything just so much brighter. His laugh and smile, warmed her heart, he taught her how to love again. She noticed the spark was starting to die out a few weeks ago, and was desperate to re-ignite it.

When she was a little girl, growing up in a small town in the outskirts of London, her mother working long hours as a tour guide, back then Paris believed in love, believed that a knight would come and rescue her from her dank and lonely existence. And he did come, his name was Andrew, and he was the love of her life. his copper head hair and freckles, made all the girls swoon, they thought he was Prince Harry's secret twin, but Paris loved him for his personality, his wit.

She met him at a bus stop when she was 16, she was wearing her uniform that she was forced to wear at the fish n' chips shop at which she worked. He looked so handsome that she couldn't help but give him a small smile, Andrew was captivated and started a conversation, being so shy she didn't know what to say, but it didn't matter because he was already in love. They saw each other more and more, he called her often, their conversations lasting deep into the night. She was 18 when he proposed, he was just a year older, but had a promising career working in his father's shop which he would own one day, it was Andrew's pride and joy, taking over the family buisness.

Paris kicked herself nearly everyday for not seeing it coming. They were just too happy, everything was too perfect. Something was bound to ruin their love. She just wished she didn't have to witness it. It was a rainy night, as it often was in London, and Paris was waiting at 'their bus stop', Andrew was going to meet her and they were just going to ride and ride, watching all the interesting people, quietly whispering about their secret lives as spies, or struggling actors or even circus performers. They loved to do that.

Her face brightened as she spotted him walking on the other side of the street, he waved at her and blew her a kiss. That's when things went downhill- fast. She thought through all the possibilities a thousand times, what if Andrew had walked a little faster, what if they robbed the store just 5 minutes later, what if they hadn't pulled the trigger. The one thing that Paris would never be able to shake from her brain, was the look on his face when the bullet ripped into his back as he was crossing the street, his bright blue eyes bulged, a shocked expression crossed his now deathly pale face he crumpled to the ground. Paris ran as fast as she could, and kneeled by his side, she cradled his head in her hands, tears ran down her face.

"Baby please don't leave me- I can't live without you I love you" Paris cried over and over again. Andrew looked into her eyes one last time before whispering, so softly she barely heard it.

"I love you" And he took his last breath. Paris's heart died that night, she was never able to forgive herself, any way she looked at it it was her fault. If only's ran through her head endlessly. Paris changed, she grew cynical, bitter, out spoken and very difficult to live with. Gone was the sweet, shy girl that loved to people watch and lie in bed all day with Andrew, eating stale popcorn and talking about their future. Every where she looked she saw Andrew, the place they first met, the park where they first had kissed, the restaurant where he proposed, the house they planned to rent, the place he died. She couldn't stand to live their a second longer, and one night just packed her bags and left.

Her high marks in high school and stacks of recomendations could get her in any school she wished, but she chose New York University, she chose her major randomly, it's not like it would matter, nothing mattered anymore. Her finger landed on Film Production. She was also assigned a dorm and a roommate. Her name was Olivia, she was so bubbly and happy all the time- it just made Paris want to die, but she didn't die that would have just made things easier. She grew to love Olivia, like everyone that met her eventually did, it was hard to dislike the girl.

That's how she met Seth. When she first saw him, he was on thier couch, laughing with Olivia as they watched some t.v. show. Paris was taken aback, his curly brown hair, and easy laugh appealed to her, she immediatley felt guilty, she couldn't do that to Andrew, he had only been de.. ... he had only been gone a year and half. But Seth Cohen brought her icy heart back to life. She loved him, it didn't hold a candle to her love for Andrew, but nothing ever did. She tried so hard to make Seth like her, she buried herself in her film, she read up on the most controversial topics she could find, and made edgy short films about it. She figured no one could really hate her for trying. The real Paris wouldn't dream of doing anything like this, but the real Paris died, a long time ago, in a London street alongside her fiance.

At first, she and Seth were inseperable, they would go to Chinatown and eat the food hot off the griddle. They would go to Central Park and pretend like they were blind. One of Seth's favorite things to do was have Paris prank call people, her accent just made everything soo much funnier to him, people tended to believe her more too. They talked about everything, he mentioned Summer, not in much detail, just that she broke his heart right before he left for NYC, she told him about Andrew, but just that she had a fiance, saying he was . . . gone would make it seem too real, which she was not ready for.

She followed Seth to California, they all did, she and Olivia and well Ryan kinda had to since he also lived there. None of them could really function without Seth nearby, but no one could really admit it. For Paris, Seth was the link to her survival, while their love was growing platonic, it was comfortable to her, she felt safe with him. And that's why she was terrified, she saw the look in his eyes that night at the coffee shop, that girl was his Andrew, she was jealous, if she couldn't have her soulmate, Seth shouldn't either.

She realized that was stupid and silly and selfish, but truthfully she don't think she could stand Seth leaving her, like everyone else she loved did. So here she was competing for Seth, in a fight she was sure she would lose, but it never hurt to try. She went shopping before she left, she didn't know much about this Summer character, but she saw her designer clothes, and her perfect hair and make up, she saw Seth reaction, and knew she would have to bring her "a" game.

She didn't want to be left alone again, she couldn't be left alone again.

"Hey A- Seth" Paris said catching herself before she misspoke. She hobbled through the sand, not yet accustomed to her stiletto heel, as he stood up, looking confused, with an enraged looking Summer, Paris wrapped her arms around his neck, and hugged him tightly.

"I missed you" she whispered her hands shaking.

I do not own the OC just this story and the characters that I made up.

Okay, I knew you weren't expecting a chap about Paris, but I kinda want you to like her, I know she seems unlikable on the outside, but she is just scared and heartbroken. I hope I portrayed her right, I just wanted you to know both of the women in Seth's life and how hard his choice will be. Please Review and tell me what you think about the new revelations.

If you had to live on a dessert island (where you had plenty of food and water) and you could bring one thing what would it be and why?

Kenzie: I would bring my best friend, or a boy, who I don't know yet . . . lol. Because then I would have someone to talk to, and listen to and everything would be so much more fun. lol my questions get weirder and wierder I know

Sarcastic- your review made me smile i loved it! lol