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I believe in you and me
I'm coming to find you
If it takes me all night
Wrong until make it right -The Killers, Everything will be alright

Wiping the nonexistent tears away from his face, Seth walked, and walked, and walked.

He had run at first, but then got too tired and slowed down.

She was over him. She already had someone new.

And she was over him? But that soon?

His arms hurt. His feet were hurting. He even busted his head a little from the fall…which was now becoming one of the worst headaches in history. But it didn't matter. Even as he walked, becoming light headed…his mind was filled with thoughts of Summer.

The sun seemed to be setting way early, but looking at his watch, Seth realized that he had been walking for a long time now.

Sitting on the deserted beach, he played with the grains of sand. Watching it slip through his fingers. Just like Summer had.

He could get over it, right?

She was just a girl.

The girl he had been in love with since the 5th grade, but still…just a girl, nonetheless.

"How the hell do you get over someone that quickly?" He wondered out loud.

His head was killing him. He laid in the sand and closed his eyes. Hoping to get rid of the headache before he started the long walk to his house.

He slowly drifted off to sleep.

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Summer had been walking for what seemed like forever now. Seth was a fast walker.

You think the fall would've slowed his ass down.

But no. He ran from the situation as fast as he could. Just like what he did on the damn boat. No need to face the present.

Cohen could be such a coward.

She was tired. She wished that she had just took the ride with Zach and let him drop her off at her house. Then she could at least have driven her car around looking for him.

She knew he didn't go home. She hoped he didn't take off on the Summer Breeze.

He wasn't that stupid, was he?

She hoped not.

Her cell phone rang. She got it from out of her purse. Zach. Great.

"Hello." She sighed.

"Hey, Summer. I was hoping maybe that if you weren't still with your dad that we could go to a party. What do you think?"

"No. I'm not with my dad."

"Oh. Then where are you?" Zach asked, confused.

Honesty's the best policy. "Looking for Cohen."

"Who's Cohen?"

"My ex-boyfriend." Summer replied, sighing from annoyance.

"Oh."

"Yeah. Look Zach, this just isn't working. I was really only hanging out with you to get over Cohen, but he's back now. And you just aren't entertaining enough. Okay?" Bitch mode was fun.

"Okay. But Sum--"

"Alright. Bye." She flipped her phone shut, and laughed a little.

Now that Zach was out of the picture, she could at least focus on getting Cohen back to reality.

What was she thinking anyway? She couldn't just replace Seth with some loser water polo player.

Seth was alone again. Maybe she could understand why he ran. He probably figured that sooner or later, without Ryan by his side, he'd become the old Seth Cohen. No confidence, alone, and lost. And eventually, No Summer.

But that wasn't true. She loved Seth no matter what happened. She still loved him after what he did.

He was undeniable.

Getting tired of looking for him, Summer sat down on a bench overlooking the ocean.

Maybe he did just go home, and lock himself in his room or something.

But then she saw a figure, laying in the sand. It couldn't be? Could it?

It was. Seth Cohen was laying in the sand. Alone.

She walked slowly towards him. He was sleeping soundly.

Sitting down in the sand next to him, she smiled. Only Cohen could fall asleep in the sand, on a deserted beach.

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Seth's eyes flickered open. He saw Summer sitting next to him. Playing with a few sea shells and sand.

He sat up, looking over at her.

She smiled. "Hey."

"Hey." Seth mumbled.

She looked at him and smiled. "You've got sand all over your face." Summer laughed. Brushing his face with her hand. "It's in your hair too."

"No big deal. What are you doing here? Thought you went with that guy to his house."

"Cohen. Don't. Don't bring him up."

"I can't believe how quickly you got over me. I was gone a month, Summer."

"I can't believe you left me Seth." Summer replied.

"So, why are you here?" Seth looked at the ground.

"Why do you think Cohen?" Summer asked.

Seth looked at her. She was smiling. Did she forgive him finally? Or was this some sort of game? Let's rip out Seth's heart and kill him. Make him feel pain.

"Because you want to torment me?" Seth asked, skeptically.

Summer rolled her eyes and shook her head. "No." She leaned in to capture Seth's lips in hers. They kissed for a moment before she pulled away. "Because…it was about time that I did some sort of grand gesture for you."

Seth smiled. "Yeah. It kinda was." He leaned in and kissed her again. "I'd love to see you get on a cart of some sort and declare your love for me."

"That's not gonna happen."

"I can dream, can't I?"

"I suppose. But first, let's go home. Get your cuts cleaned up."

"Yeah. That sounds good. Then maybe we can go in my room…make up some more."

"Don't get your hopes up." Summer replied, standing up and grabbing Seth's hand to help him up. "We'll take it slow."

"We don't know how to take it slow." Seth smiled.

"Well…maybe we'll give it a try."

"Uh huh." Seth said, unconvincingly.

"Shut up Cohen. Before I give you some more bruises."

"Shutting up."

They walked off into the dark night…hoping tomorrow, they could convince Ryan to come home together.

It was about time that the Fantastic Four needed to use their powers together again.

TBC…

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