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Summer quickly walked away and as soon as the corridor turned she leaned against the wall and placed her hands over her face. She was such an idiot.
She was so stupid. To Seth she was just a person. Just a face. She wasn't special. He wanted to go on with his life.
Now she really had to hold back the tears. She couldn't cry in this nice corridor where rich people could walk pass her every second.
But a few tears slipping down her face couldn't be stopped.
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God! He was so stupid. Didn't he think at all?
As Seth had seen Summer he'd been happy. Because he'd worried about her so much. Now she was alive and she seemed to be doing pretty good.
If only he had been a little more attentive.
Downstairs Charlie had told him that a Summer had come to see him. And he'd understood.
Now here he was, rushing through the corridor. What had he done? You did not want to hurt a person like Summer.
"Summer!" Seth saw her standing close to the wall. She looked so small, so tiny.
Summer looked away as he appeared; he couldn't see her cry. Not again.
"I'm sorry." He said and walked closer to her, stopping just next to her.
She knew that he knew that she was crying. How could he not see the tears on her face and hear her heavy breathing?
And the fact that he was standing right next to her made everything so much worse. And she lost it. Again.
"Summer," Seth placed his arms around her shoulders and carefully pulled her close to him, not wanting to be too forward. "It's okay."
He rocked her and felt her relax in his arms. She was so fragile and so small and he hated to see her so broken. "Let's step into my place."
Seth led her to his apartment and they sat down on the sofa she'd slept on the night before. Summer buried her face into his shirt once again, crying so softly.
"Sorry." She abruptly sat up after a few seconds, and embarrassed turned her face away from Seth. "I'm so stupid."
"You're not stupid, Summer. I'm the one who's stupid." Seth told her, being honest. "I didn't realize what I was saying or doing before. I'm sorry." He stroked her arm, hoping to make her feel better. This was his fault and he had to fix it.
Summer hated when people apologized; she had absolutely no idea what to say back. And it wasn't his fault, it was hers. "It's okay. I shouldn't have come."
"Summer, I am glad that you came. I've been really worried about you." Seth told her sincerely, looking straight into her eyes. She hated eye contact. It was just impossible to know where to look and she felt so vulnerable and naked.
Looking away, she asked. "You have?"
"Yes. I have no idea where you live or what your whole name is but if I'd known I would have come to see you."
"You wouldn't wanna come to my place." Summer said bitterly.
Seth shrugged her comment off. "So, what's your whole name?"
"Summer Roberts."
"Roberts. I'm-"
"Seth Cohen, I know." She interrupted him. "Charlie told me."
"Oh." Seth nodded. "Listen, do you want to stay for a while? I was actually on my way to the store because I have like no food here so I could rent a movie or something."
"I wasn't planning on staying actually."
"Right. Maybe you have plans." Seth said and looked at her, waiting for her answer.
Summer nervously bit her nail. She had no plans, she never had. Maybe it would be nice to stay for a little while.
"I don't." Seth looked confused. "Have any plans I mean." Summer explained.
"So you can stay then. I could use some company. It gets kind of lonely to live alone."
Summer smiled. "I get what you mean."
"You smiled." Seth pointed out and smiled as well. Maybe she felt better.
"Did I?" Summer asked, looking a little worried.
"Hey, that's a good thing. Right?"
She shrugged. "I guess."
"Do you want to stay here while I go to the store? I'll hurry."
Summer thought about it and realised that it would be kind of nice to be alone in a place like this. She was walking around outside too much anyway. It was nice to be inside.
So, she nodded. "If that's okay."
"Of course it is. Just make yourself at home." Seth smiled brightly. "I don't have any food although I have some Coke I think. And I have movies but maybe we should watch one together. You decide. And you know where the bathroom is and the-"
"Seth!" Summer said, kind of surprised of how good she felt. "I'll be okay. Now go to the store."
Seth shut his mouth; he knew that he had some real rambling issues.
"Okay. See you soon then."
And he walked out of the apartment, leaving Summer sitting on the sofa.
God, this place was beautiful. Last night she hadn't been in the mood for anything but now, she was really curious of seeing the rest of the place.
This was like a dream. Seth must live a very pleasant life. He had everything, big TV, DVDs, computer, a dining area and several bathrooms.
Summer wasn't sure that she should look inside of his bedroom; maybe he wanted that part to be private. And it wasn't like she was someone he knew very well. She was a stranger, a stranger alone in his apartment.
But, just because he was in the store and he'd told her to make herself at home, she opened the door she figured hid his bedroom. And she was right.
Summer walked into a cosy room, brown and green colours. His clothes were lying on his bed, that wasn't made by the way. He had a desk, a small sofa and of course a TV. Wow! This bedroom was like nothing she'd ever seen before. Having a TV in your bedroom was like a dream.
The room was pretty dark, probably because of the curtains. But everything looked just so perfect and his bed seemed to be really great.
Fighting the urge to try it, Summer quickly opened the door to his bathroom. Summer would kill for an own bathroom like this. Everything was so clean.
Suddenly Summer felt really bad. Why did she always get so jealous and why was she always so interested in how other people had it? She was a horrible person for looking in Seth's most private rooms. He for sure didn't want her in there.
God, what was she doing?
Quickly closing the door again Summer hurried back to the sofa; a place where she knew it was okay for her to sit. Because he'd placed her there.
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Seth walked into his apartment after having done maybe the quickest grocery shopping in his entire life. He'd been worried that Summer wouldn't still be there when he got home. Just as he'd left he'd started thinking about that. Maybe she'd disappear again.
But she was still there. Thankfully.
"Hi Summer!" he said and walked into the living room. "Everything okay?"
He'd noticed that she sat staring into space, not even giving him a nod as he'd entered the room.
"What's wrong?" he asked her concerned. As she didn't answer he placed and arm around her, accepting her silence.
Summer was happy that he didn't push her to tell him. She wasn't a very good talker, not when it came to feelings. So, she leaned into him and closed her eyes, happy to just have him there.
After several minutes Seth wondered I she had fallen asleep. "Summer?"
She moved her face but still kept it close to his chest.
"I should take care of the food, but you can just stay here if you want. I'll be right back." Summer nodded and let him get up.
In the kitchen Seth was placing the food in the refrigerator and in the cupboards. He was really concerned about Summer. One second she seemed to be fine and the next she was being so vulnerable and sad.
"Want some help?"
Summer appeared, in a better mood.
"It's okay. I was actually wondering what food you like. What are you up for?"
"Oh, I eat everything." Summer said, not wanting him to plan the food because of her.
Seth nodded. "I don't really feel like cooking anything right now. Do you like pizza?"
"Yeah." Summer loved pizza.
"Great. I'll go order. You can chose a movie if you want."
He couldn't tell her to choose. What if she picked out something he didn't want to see, or something he thought was really boring?
Summer hated to be left to choose something. She didn't know why she was so afraid of it but she was terrified.
"So, you've picked one?" Seth said after a while, when he came back into the room.
Summer sat in the sofa. "No. I can't decide."
"Okay. What kind of movies do you like then?"
"Anything will be good."
"Anything? Okay." Seth said calmly, trying to choose a movie himself. "Do you like action?"
Summer knew that she didn't but what if he loved action? She couldn't make him watch some cheesy chick flick. It was his home. So, she nodded.
"You do?" he asked, almost in disbelief. "I've never met any girl who's into action."
Summer shrugged, feeling very out of place. "I'm not like other girls."
"I know."
What was that? Did he think that she was weird? Of course he did. Why wouldn't he think that? She was weird, really weird.
Seth held up three movies she'd never even heard about before. "What do you think of one of these?"
Summer could sense his excitement so again she nodded. "Great."
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Forty minutes later Seth was very much into the movie. He'd never seen a Yakuza movie before with someone beside him. So this was cool.
But Summer wasn't very into it, he could tell. She was asleep and had been from the minute she's finished eating.
"I don't think you liked the movie, huh?" he said to himself as he watched her sleep peacefully next to him. He should have understood that not many females liked these movies.
Summer actually seemed more like a person who liked dramas or romantic films. Next time, he'd choose something like that.
Seth didn't really understand why she was so afraid. If she didn't like a movie, couldn't she just say so? And before when she's been in the corridor, couldn't she had told him that she came to visit him?
But Seth couldn't possibly understand. He had no problems with speaking his mind or talking. Summer had.
She didn't look sick as she lay there; she looked just like any other person. But in some way she was sick, Seth was sure of that. And he wanted to help her.
He had no idea how to treat a person like her; he wasn't good in giving advice or anything. He hadn't been in contact with anyone like Summer before. The only thing he knew, or at least thought, was that he should be her friend and give her time and attention. She said that she didn't have anyone so he wanted to be there for her.
Seth just hoped that she could open up.
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"Hi," Summer sat up and saw that Seth was reading the paper while drinking some beer. He smiled and immediately put the paper away, giving her his whole attention.
"Did you sleep well?"
She nodded. "Sorry that I missed the movie. It seemed really good."
"Summer, you don't have to lie. I know that you didn't like it and don't worry; I don't know a single person who does except I."
"Yeah," she said, surprised that she'd let him know the truth. Normally she would have said that she loved movies like that. But somehow, she felt secure enough to not lie.
Seth nodded and smiled. "So, tell me about yourself."
"What is there to tell?" Summer asked with a lack of enthusiasm.
"Everything. Start with what you do." Seth smiled, made himself comfortable and offered Summer some beer as well.
And, to her surprise, Summer accepted the beer and started to talk.
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