A/N: The lyrics used here are not mine. The song is "Coming back for more" by Ashlee Simpson. (something I heard in my friend's car too)
Also, I cannot believe the level of support from people for my humble story that I'm too slow to finish. It makes me so happy to read the reviews and see people so excited. Thank you!
"Sunday morning blues, always about you.
I wake up alone, in a big room
Got myself to blame for all my bad moods
And I really wish that I didn't feel this way
I want to break the circle, but the circle won't break."
Summer shifted in the backseat of Marissa's car, who sure loved her Ashlee Simpson CD. She tried her best to focus on Marissa's banter with Ryan, but found herself staring out of the window with the lyrics echoing in her mind.
School Dance. The one time there is no alcohol or fights. Well at least none that are aloud. Blasting music, people laughing. The hall was crowded. Then she saw him.
"I don't want to spend another night
Trying to figure out why you're always on my mind"
Dark T-shirt, black pants. Holding Anna's hand. But his eyes found her.
"All I know, you keep me coming back for more"
One look, no breath. The word intense didn't quite do justice to the feeling in the room. What was he thinking? Only to know what he was thinking. It had to be about her. It had to be.
"Even when I think I've had enough
When I tell you that it's over now, we're done"
Ever wish you had the strength to just come up close? What was he thinking? Moment passed, the world is back again. She hated him in the most loving way. Desperately.
"Don't let go, just keep me coming back for more"
Marked her as his territory and then let her escape. She resisted, and just as he gave up, she gave in. Music, dancing. She made her way past his crowd, and her little black dress didn't go unnoticed.
- "Hey Sum, you want ice cream?"
They were in some drive-thru. Summer snapped right back to reality.
-"Vanilla"
The beauty of a road trip with a couple – all the time in the world to think.
Marissa turned to face her.
- "You want to talk about it yet?"
Summer shook her head.
- "Nope. I'm good"
"Two weeks and three whole days and I give in
I was doing so good, but you always win"
It happened quickly. Andrew Lore, unsuccessful at controlling his alcohol and his life long obsession with Summer, showed up at the dance. He was expelled for a reason. A forceful hug ended with Summer's scream. Someone pulled him off, fists flew in the air.
Through the commotion she saw him. Few feet away, his body rigid, hands in his pockets.
She made her way through the crowd. He followed her. What was he thinking? What was it that went on in his head? She didn't know where she was going. Hallway. That was safe.
Footsteps. She faced him. There was no time to be coy now. It could be the small amount of alcohol Marissa mixed in her drink, or plain need. A gaze. She stood up on her toes quickly, leaned in. A cautious, soft peck on the lips. She stepped back. What was she doing?
The hallway was dark. Music hushed behind the hall's door and voices sounded distant.
"And I really wish sometimes, that we would just move on"
She could hear her heart. She never did this in her life. She never thought she would. She couldn't take her eyes off him. His hands were still in his pockets. He was quiet but his breathing was uneven, restricted. There was a darkness in his eyes she never saw before.
He pulled her roughly by the elbows. So close she felt the chain around his neck pressing into her chest. She felt little next to him. A hungry touch, a deep kiss. She never knew a kiss could be so. His whole body seemed to envelop her. The passion in the emptiness of the school hallway where so many times their eyes met.
"But what would I be doing, if you were gone."
Summer knew later that it didn't mean anything big. It didn't mean they were now together, or that they both accepted their feelings. It didn't mean that Chris or Anna were out of the picture. It wasn't a beginning or an ending. It just meant that they both had this weakness. They shared it. She knew from Seth's kisses on her neck and her face that he couldn't resist it either. Maybe that was the reason they hated each other.
Sun was gleaming through the windows of the car and Marissa enthusiastically reminded them for the tenth time how happy she was that it was the weekend. And how good it is to have Summer back. Monday, there will be a lot of work to do. Monday will be quite a day, but for now there are two days of freedom.
Summer smiled at Marissa as if she agreed. "Yeah," she thought, turning back to look on the road, "Monday."
"All I know, you keep me coming back for more"
