A/N: Some time after the Bio exam plus the fact that Bio gets me thinking about my fan fiction equals new chapter. Leah, Alice and I had a long conversation about what exactly happened this chapter. Enjoy.

I don't own Twilight, All Summer Long, or Low.

APOV

Edward and Carslile were back at the hospital with Bella. They were working on getting her boo-boos fixed. She would be okay.

When Carslile had called to tell us this, he had also told us to go home. So that's what we were doing. Jasper and Emmett had decided to run home, because Japer needed to hunt. That left me with Leah in Emmett's Jeep. Before Emmet had taken off, he had handed me his extremely-large button up shirt. When I asked why, he explained that Leah would need something to put on. Oh. Duh. Then he had grinned at me and asked if I just wanted her in the car as is, and I smacked him

Now, we were driving home. Leah sat in the passenger seat with Emmett's shirt on. We were on the highway. At one point, Leah turned up the music, saying something to the effect of "I love this song."

We both started jamming out to it, dancing little dances in our seats and singing along with it. Leah had a nice voice. She was on tune and knew all the words to the song. On the other hand, I know I was just loud and halfway off tune because of it. Oh well.

It was 1989, my thoughts were short my hair was long
Caught somewhere between a boy and man
She was seventeen and she was far from in-between
It was summertime in Northern Michigan
Ahh Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh Ahh

Splashing through the sand bar
Talking by the campfire
It's the simple things in life, like when and where
We didn't have no internet
But man I never will forget
The way the moonlight shined upon her hair

Traffic came to a stop as we continued having fun. Low came on next, and I started to wonder what type of station we were listening to that would play country one moment and pop the next. I didn't have time to finish the thought, though, as she and I started jamming out again.

Shawty had them Apple Bottom jeans, jeans
Boots with the fur, with the fur
The whole club was lookin' at her
She hit the flo', she hit the flo'
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low, low low low low

Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps, with the straps
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack, ayy!
She hit the flo', she hit the flo'
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low, low low low low

The song came to an end, and Leah turned down the music a little. She looked at me, grinning. I looked at her, grinning right back.

I realized in that moment how good she looked in Emmett's shirt. The way she was sitting, every curve of her body was visible through it. Her hair was flowing over her shoulders, and looked rather scruffy as it was right now. It was cut in a funky style, and dyed in an even funkier one. I also knew, though, that when she turned it looked really good.

Leah shifted in her seat, so that her feet were against the door and she was looking slightly over her shoulder at me. She smiled, and I knew in that moment that I could see that smile every day for years and never grow tired of it. Her teeth were just a slight bit crooked, but in a way that complimented her face. It was a genuine smile, one that was clearly not forced or faked. She was really having a bit of fun here.

We were still stuck in traffic and it didn't look like we were going to get out of it anytime soon. Might as well start conversation.

"Thanks for saving us back there." I said, looking at her and leaning towards her just a little bit.

She smiled again, and if I had a beating heart, it probably would have jumped. "No problem." Leah shifted a little to see me a bit better.

Our eyes met, and if I had a beating heart, it probably would have stopped then and there. After I finished looking at her smile for years, I could feast off her eyes for centuries.

LPOV

I had been enjoying the car ride so far. Really, I couldn't remember the last time I kicked back and just had fun. We started to talk, and I looked at her.

My eyes met hers in that moment. That anticipatory moment. The world seemed to stop, like it was holding its breath. In that moment, the heartache was stronger than it had been all year. She could pull away. She could reject me. But I had hope.

Looking into her eyes, somehow, I understood everything her golden eyes were telling me.

She was still fragile. Not nearly as fragile as she was, but still fragile. She was ready for me, though.

And in that moment, I knew I could handle anything. As long as I had her.

APOV

I realized in that moment that our lips were six inches apart, probably even less. In that moment, I also made a decision. I could do this. Kristina would have wanted me to love again, to be happy.

I leaned forward and captured her lips in mine. Oh. My. God. Nothing had ever felt so right in my life.

LPOV

She kissed me, and suddenly, I didn't hurt anymore. She hadn't rejected me.