Short and sweet. More coming soon.
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"I love you" she whispered softly.
He groaned questioningly at her, sarcastically almost, and it made her giggle.
"I said that I love you."
"I know I just wanted to hear it again," he teased.
Summer would have reached her hand up from under the cover to slap his chest, but she was too comfortable, so she jabbed her knee into her thigh instead.
"Ow!" Seth yelped as she giggled.
"I love you too!" he shot out sarcastically.
"You get what you deserve."
Defeated, he sighed, "point taken."
"Thank You." She murmured snuggling against him more.
"I really do love you though." He said meeting her previous tone.
Tears almost threatened to sting her eyes, but she held them back and instead whispered an "I know"
"Don't leave me." He said before he could stop the words from emerging from his lips.
"Cohen…"
"No, Sum, I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that."
"I would if I could, know that Seth. I just can't"
"I know." Sadness was lingering heavily in his words.
They were both quiet for another moment before he heard her bring in a deep breath, stopping tears.
"No, please I don't want to see you cry." Seth whimpered, he knew sometimes she needed to cry, to let our her frustrations, and he was always going to be there for her when she did, but he couldn't help but not want the moment they had been sharing before he ruined it, to be gone.
She had woken up early, too early, and made her way into his room at sunrise. She had tried to explain that she couldn't sleep, she was cold, or had a nightmare, or something. Seth hadn't truly cared, she didn't seem upset, and he wanted nothing more than to have her in his arms, so he threw the sheets open for her and let her crawl into his arms. At eleven in the morning they had woken up and had just been enjoying each other company since.
"Okay." She obliged to him not wanting her to cry.
"I've seen you cry so much Summer, you don't deserve to have to cry so much."
"You're not helping here Cohen."
"Does this help?" he asked leaning in to kiss her.
"Always."
"I hate packing!"
"Eliza, calm down, it's just packing." Summer giggled.
Summer and Eliza were packing up there stuff for the flight home Monday morning. The next day the group of teens was heading up to Disney Land, since they had the extra day due to the airline's rescheduling of their flight.
Seth sat idly on Summer's bed as she folding each item of clothing meticulously.
"This is not just packing; this will be the death of me!"
"Maybe if you hadn't doubled your wardrobe while you were here." Seth taunted.
"Hey, this is all your fault," Eliza said, glaring in Seth's direction.
"My fault," he said laughing, "how is this my fault?"
"Because Summer had to come here and see you, and me and Marissa had to go shopping to leave you and Sum alone, and you had to live in Newport where they have better cloths than in Tennessee!"
After her speech Eliza took a deep breath and fell down on Summer's bed next to Seth, letting out a groan.
Seth patter her head jokingly, "There, there Lizzie, everything will be okay."
She was on her way to sending him another death glare, and possibly ripping his arm off when there was a knock at Summer's open door.
"Luke!" Eliza said, happily bouncing up from the bed.
Luke walked in the room, showing that he was carrying a medium sized wheeled suitcase.
"Hey, I brought you this," he said indicating the suitcase towards Eliza.
"Oh my god Luke, how did you know I needed this?"
"Well, I've been in your room and seen your suitcases, and I have also seen all the bags of cloths you bought, remember I had to carry most of them."
"Thanks again for that." Eliza cut in, smiling.
"And I may not be the sharpest crayon in the box, but I get basic physics, so here." He handed her the suitcase.
"Thank you."
Luke leaned in and pecked her on the lips. Summer had to stifle a giggle; she would have never placed these two together in a million years.
"Get packing so we can go out to dinner," Luke shot towards Eliza, "all of us." He finished looking to Seth and Summer.
Instead of following Eliza into her room Luke flopped down next to Seth, his arm overlapping Seth's. Seth slowly turned his head towards Luke's, who tuned his towards Seth at the same time, Luke smirked at Seth, obviously enjoying the awkward position he had put him in. Seth realized Luke was just a little too close for comfort, but before he could turn his head there was a flash of light.
He turned to Summer, and found her giggling, holding a camera.
"Summer, hand over the camera." He said, getting up.
"And risk giving up this homoerotic picture of you and Luke. Hell no!"
"Summer."
"Cohen."
"I would run," he told her.
And run she did, all the way around the house, him at her tail the entire way. When she finally got to his room she was out of breath, collapsing on the bed, he followed her lead, his lips attached to hers in a matter of moments.
The picture was completely forgotten.
AN- This chapter has been done for a while, but hadn't been put up because it wasn't edited. It's still not, but I put it up anyway. Next chapter is still fluffy, but the next one has plot line. Reviews will inspire me to write; which I have been in the mood for lately. I really want to get this story done by January. Hopefully it will happen. But I will not give up on it.
