Chapter 3
The Conversation
Author Note: The next Chapter is in Clark's Profile and it will be longer!
Chloe's Pov
I sit up in bed when I see Clark opening the door to my room.
"Hi, Clark back so soon" I say with a grin.
"Well I thought I would come check up on Smallville's Intrepid Reporter" he says with the Kent smile. His teeth are so dang white it could blind someone forever.
"Don't you have to apologize to Smallville's Beauty?" I ask making fun of his calling me the intrepid reporter.
"I don't think she's the prettiest person in Smallville" he says and swear my jaw has hit the floor. Chloe pick up your jaw, or Clark is going to notice. I shut my mouth before I fly goes flying down my throat and before Clark says something.
"Clark are you sick because I'm sure you would never say that about Lana Lang?" I say and reach over and feel his forehead.
"Chloe I'm fine. I just realize beauty isn't just about what's on the outside it's about what's on the inside" he says. Wow did Clark just say what I thought he did. Clark really is amazing.
"If you don't mind me asking, who do you think the prettiest girl in Smallville is?" I ask.
"I don't mind at all. I actually think your quite gorgeous" he says with a smile.
"So what have I done to deserve the honor of being called gorgeous by Mr. Clark Kent?" I ask, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Who said you had to do anything for me to call you pretty?" he asks.
" For you Clark to have called me beautiful I must have done something under the affect of the parasite?" I ask him.
"You did, but that's not why I think your beautiful" he says.
"What did I do?" I ask him a little worried.
"Let just say you let out some of your bottled up feelings" he says.
"Please tell me what I did because if I did something I want to know" I say seriously.
"You kinda, of came on to me" he says.
"Oh God I'm sorry, Clark" I say embarrassed.
"No it okay Chloe It kind of made me see things" he says.
"What do you mean by see things?" I ask.
"I mean I see you in this whole new light"he says.
"What kind of new light?"I ask him questionable about what he means.
"I realize that my platonic-love for you never really was platonic" he says.
"Clark are you saying what I think your saying?" I ask.
"Yes Chloe, I love you" he says and scoots his chair closer to the hospital bed that I lay in.
"I love you, too Clark" I say before he leans forward and down and brushes his lips against mine in kind of asking for permission.
I raise up and kiss him a little harder and I rap my arms around his neck and pull him down a little. This just feels right. Kissing him, out does my fantasies of doing it because I know it's really. My heart is races a mile a minute. One Conversation and a meteor rock adventure has changed my relationship with Clark forever.