A/N: Hey all! Just got a v. good idea for a fic based on the song 'Forever Young' by The Youth Group (If you live in Oz like myself, you would have seen it on the O.C. ad… and has anyone from Oz seen the new CI ad? AAAH it rocks! Hehehehe) So I hope you enjoy it!
UPDATE: FUCK CHANNEL 10! They're putting the Season 2 Finale of the OC on at 8:30, and the Season 3 premiere on at 9:30, and guess who starts school on Wednesday morning? ME! cries Oh well I can tape it… but still… do they not realize that every teenager in the country starts school the day after it premieres? OBVIOUSLY NOT! Okay my rant is over… YAY!
Disclaimer: I don't own it byotches! NONE OF IT!
Dedication: To my CI hating babe, Emmz… I MUST BE EMO! Wooo ATTENTION BIATCHES!
Summary: …The droplets mixing with the salty tears running down her cheeks… 'Did you mean it?' 'Of course not…' 'Why did you say it then?' B/A
Let's start in style, let's dance for a while
Heaven can wait we're only watching the skies
Hoping for the best, but expecting the worst
Are you gonna drop the bomb or not
Alex stood in the pouring rain, the droplets mixing with the salty tears running down her cheeks. She pulled her hair out of its restraints, and let her golden locks fall past her shoulders. She heard the doors of the building behind her swing open, and footsteps running towards her.
'Alex!' She spun around at the sound of his voice, eyeliner and mascara now mixing with her tears and the rain.
'What the fuck do you want?' She spat shakily, willing herself not to lose it completely.
'Alex, please, let me explain…' She cut him off.
'No, Bobby… You had your chance and you fucked it up.' He placed his hands on her forearms to stop her from moving, and looked deep into her eyes.
'Ally, I know… I know I fucked it up between us, and I know that you may never forgive me. But, honey, I am so goddamn sorry for what happened in there… I love you, and you know that.' She saw the tears in his eyes, which made her start to cry.
'Oh god, baby, don't cry…' He whispered, wiping her tears away.
'I can't help it, Bobby… Did you mean it?' She asked, looking up at him.
'Of course not…' He mumbled into her hair, kissing it gently.
'Why did you say it, then?'
'Alex, I had no idea you were going to tell me something this huge, okay? I was shocked, scared, and extremely happy all at the same time.'
'But you want this, right?' She asked.
'More than anything.' He said, smiling at her. Bobby gently wrapped his arms around her, and hugged her close, warming up her tiny body. 'What about you… do you want this?'
'I didn't think I did, but I do… I want this…' She whispered into his chest.
'You look beautiful…' He whispered back to her, drinking up the sight that was Alex Eames. His Alex. Her curled-for-the-night golden hair was now dirty blonde and wet, her make-up was running down her face, her eyes, red from crying, and her beautiful champagne-toned dress was now almost transparent. But he didn't care. She still looked amazing to him.
'No, I don't…'
'Yes, you do Alex… And you wanna know why?' She immediately looked up at him, confusion in her eyes.
'Number one, I love you with all my body and soul, and number two…' He kissed her twice, once on the lips, then bent down onto his knees and kissed her belly gently. 'You're carrying my child… Our child…' She smiled lightly, and started to cry again.
'Our child… I like the sound of that…' She managed to choke out between tears of joy. He pulled her close, and their lips met for a passionate, yet gentle kiss.
'I always imagined this…' She whispered breathlessly after they pulled apart.
'Imagined what?' He asked her, resting his forehead against hers.
'Me, pregnant with your child. Me, kissing you in the middle of the street on the rainiest day of the year.'
'Can I add something?' He asked, tracing circles on her back.
'Go ahead.' She mumbled into his neck.
'Me, picking up the most gorgeous little lady in the known universe. Me, taking her home. Me, spending a romantic evening with the woman I love…'
'Sounds good, just one thing…' She said, grinning.
'Dibs on the shower first!' She shouted, running for the car. He caught up to her, and pulled her into his arms.
'I have a better idea… Instead of us wasting water… Dibs on sharing the shower with you.'
A/N: More? I have ideas for it but yeah… If ya'll want more, I'll give ya'll more!