A/N: Hey everybody! So this is my first fanfic for the OC and I'm so super excited. I just recently got addicted to it and after watching a lot of the episodes I decided to give this a shot. It's a R/M fic with minor S/S. Please don't forget to review and tell me what you think!
This is set sometime near the end of season 3. Johnny was never a problem and never died and therefore Sadie the whore never had to stick her fat head into Newport and mess things up. Kay?
Disclaimer: Do you seriously think I'd have let Marissa die if I were in charge? Uh, NO.
"I don't know what to do."
"It's just rain, Seth."
"But we're in Newport. It never rains in Newport. I- I don't know how to function. If I go outside I could melt. The sarcastic, Jewish nerd inside of me can't take it."
Ryan rolled his eyes. "It's water."
"It's a freaking typhoon, Ryan!"
"So you get a little wet, what's the big deal?"
Seth sighed. "It's like you don't even know me at all."
"Hey guys!" Sandy called as he entered the front door. "Some rain, huh?"
"Father, what happened to you?"
"I got wet, son."
"Really? And how does this 'wetness' make you feel."
Sandy frowned. "Seth, stop being scary."
"Does no one understand my internal pain?"
"I don't know what you're talking about but you should know by now, honey, that we will never understand you." Kirsten announced walking into the kitchen.
"Mother, this hurts me. It's like none of you even care about my predicament."
Sandy and Kirsten turned to Ryan.
"He has to go to Summer's but he's scared of the rain." He informed them.
"I'm not scared!" Seth protested. "I just… can't go outside."
"Why don't you just call Summer and ask her to come over here?" Kirsten spoke up.
"Ah, yeah, that. Not a good idea. She's already in a bad mood because I kind of spilled coffee on her favorite blouse at school yesterday, so I'm already on thin ice."
"But if it was an accident and you offered to clean it up-"
"Yeah, good idea in theory but in reality…. Not so much. Turns out her dad got it for her on his honeymoon with the new Mrs. Roberts in Tahiti and it was one of a kind. Also extremely expensive."
Sandy let out a breath. "Well, it was nice knowin' ya."
"I appreciate the vote of confidence. And what about you Ryan, how do you plan to avoid this defective weather and yet still spend time with she who holds your heart?"
Ryan shrugged. "I'll get wet."
"He says it like it's that easy." Seth said in awe. "To just go outside and let the treacherous precipitation destroy you."
Rolling his eyes, Ryan opened the back door and headed towards the pool house. "I'll see you guys later!" he called over his shoulder.
"Be careful on the roads!" Kirsten yelled after him.
"Have fun!" Sandy added.
"Traitor!" Seth bellowed. Glancing up at Kirsten and Sandy his eyes lit up. "I have an idea."
"Ryan!" Marissa yelled franticly knocking upon the pool house door. "Let me in!"
Jumping up from his bed Ryan quickly pulled the door open. "Sorry, I forgot it was locked." He apologized lightly.
"It's fine. God, it's crazy out there. I think I saw a cow fly by on my way over." She laughed. "Can I have some sweats to change into? My clothes are completely soaked."
He nodded and tossed her a t-shirt and pair of sweatpants. "I'm guessing that means we're not going to the movie?"
"Only if you don't want to drown on your way to the car." She walked off towards the bathroom. "Be right back."
When she returned Ryan was in the small kitchen, his head in the refrigerator. "Okay, so I have frozen pizza, tater tots, and popsicles." He announced a minute later. "Nothing gourmet, but-"
Marissa smiled. "Perfect."
He nodded. "Okay then." While he dumped the frozen dinner onto a baking sheet and slid it into the oven, she flipped through his collection of DVDs and popped one in.
"Ten minutes." He told her flopping down on the bed.
"Sounds good. I picked out a movie."
He groaned. "Oh god, please, no more chick flicks."
"Our movie marathon last week was fun!" she exclaimed, defending the night they, Seth and Summer had joined in the Cohen's living room and watched DVDs.
"A Walk to Remember, The Notebook, The Devil Wears Prada…." He listed. "And if my memory is right, Summer tried to put in Legally Blonde at the end."
Marissa laughed. "Okay, you win. But I did make it up to you after."
"You mind refreshing my memory of that?" he asked huskily pulling her down next to him.
She giggled, pressing her lips to his for a soft kiss. Not a minute later the oven timer went off, causing them both to groan and break apart.
"You want coke or water?" Ryan asked moving back to the kitchen.
"Whichever." Marissa responded, moving over to the window. Looking through the blinds her face broke into a soft smile. "You know when I was little I can remember asking my parents if I could go out in play in the rain." She told him. "They never let me, said I would end up in the hospital with the flu. But one time when Summer spent the night and they left to go to some party, it started raining. So we put on some music and went out in the backyard and danced in the rain." She smiled at the memory. "My parents were furious when they found out and we both missed a week of school because we got so sick. But that night, before the punishment, had to have been one of the best of my life. The freedom and bliss in the simplicity of it all…. it's something I know I'll remember for the rest of my life." She laughed. "I can't believe I just told you that."
"Why not? It sounds like you had a good time." He said setting the food on the nightstand.
"I don't know, I guess it's just a weird feeling, letting you in so deep. I've never told anyone that before." She confessed.
He smirked. "Good weird feeling or bad?"
Marissa smiled. "Good; definitely good." She leaned in and kissed him again. "I'm starved, let's eat!"
An hour or so later Ryan and Marissa lay together upon his bed, their empty plates set aside and Talladega Nights playing on the TV.
"I don't know why this movie is so funny." She mused. "It's really stupid."
"But it's so stupid, it's funny." He agreed thoughtfully. "I don't know why, but there's something extremely hilarious about a guy running around a racetrack in his underwear thinking he's on fire."
Marissa laughed. "True." She stood up. "Be right back." She said heading off towards the bathroom.
Ryan laid there for a minute after hearing the door shut before an idea popped into his mind. Digging into his closet he pulled out his boom box and stuck in a CD.
"Ryan? Ryan!" Marissa called confusedly as she exited the bathroom to find an empty pool house. Walking towards the doors her eyes went wide. Out in the middle of the patio, beneath the pouring rain, was Ryan. A radio sat under the covered area, their song blaring from its speakers so able to be heard over the rain.
"Ryan." She said, this time in a more touched tone. "What are you doing?"
His response was simple. "Do you want to dance?"
Taking a minute to absorb it all, she finally nodded and walked out into the downpour, accepting his outstretched hand.
"Why did you do this?" she asked once they had begun to sway to the music.
He glanced down, clearly embarrassed. "You said it was one of the best moments of your life. I just… wanted to give you that feeling again."
She grinned. "I love you."
His eyes moved up to meet hers. "I love you too."
"So we start college pretty soon." She said after a few minutes. "Are you excited?"
"Yeah, kind of. I mean the Cohen's taking me in has been the best thing to ever happen to me. It's kind of weird to think about leaving and starting over again." He admitted.
"Yeah but you won't be alone. I'll be with you every step of the way."
He smiled. "Promise?"
"I promise." She said firmly. "You're stuck with me."
"Do you want to live together? At Berkley?" he blurted out.
She froze. "Are you serious?"
"We don't have to." He backpedaled. "I mean it's probably too soon anyway and-"
"You'd probably rather just move into a dorm- Did you just say yes?"
Marissa smiled. "Yes, I said yes. I would love to live with you at Berkley."
His face broke into a smile. "We're moving in together." He chuckled.
"Yeah." She agreed. "We are."
They stayed outside a few minutes longer, laughing, playing, and kissing. Ending the night when he grabbed her and jumped into the pool, making no difference seeing as how they were both soaked to the bone anyway.
"So does this beat the last time you danced in the rain?" he asked finally.
She laughed. "Definitely."
The next morning Ryan awoke to the sun shining brightly and Marissa asleep next to him. Trying his hardest not to wake her, he slipped on a pair of sweatpants and t-shirt before heading over to the main house.
"Mornin'." Sandy said pouring him a cup of coffee and passing him a bagel. "How was your night?"
Before Ryan got a chance to answer, Marissa walked in, her own pair of sweats on.
Sandy smirked. "Pretty good, I guess."
Marissa smiled weakly and took the breakfast he passed to her, joining Ryan and Kirsten at the table.
"I hope you're not mad." She said nervously.
Kirsten rolled her eyes playfully. "Please, if we had a problem with it we would have said something a long time ago."
"Good morning family." Seth said walking in. "Sort of family." he added upon seeing Marissa.
"How'd things go with Summer? You ever work up the courage to brave the rain?" Ryan asked.
"Oh I braved it. I conquered it and made it beg for mercy." He said heartedly.
"Look." Kirsten retrieved her digital camera and showed Ryan and Marissa a picture of Seth dressed head to toe in rain gear. Complete with a yellow rain coat and pants, galoshes, a big hat, and a red umbrella.
"Mother! I thought I told you to delete that!" Seth exclaimed as Ryan and Marissa roared with laughter.
"Oh but honey you looked so cute!"
"I did not look cute."
"You looked ridiculous."
"Your comments were not asked for Ryan."
"Getting back to the point," Marissa interrupted. "Did you get over there?"
"Yes I did. And Summer was very grateful."
"Well then it was worth it." She glanced over at Ryan. "Tell them."
He raised his eyebrows. "Um, Marissa and I are going to live together at Berkley."
Sandy smiled. "Really? Good for you."
"Congratulations." Kirsten said hugging them both. "I'm so excited for you both!"
"Yeah, I think I can put up with her." Ryan said, earning a playful smack on the shoulder from his girlfriend.
He laughed. "No, in all seriousness, college looks a lot less intimidating now."
5 years later………
"God, can you believe we graduated college today?" Marissa said incredulously walking into the living room of their apartment. "Too bad it had to rain." Receiving no response she looked around for her boyfriend. "Ryan?"
"So, I realize this is corny." She turned around to find the sliding glass door that lead onto their small balcony open, Ryan standing outside in the rain. "And I'm not good at stuff like this. Feelings and emotions… it's not my strong suit." He was speaking loudly now, trying to be heard over the boom box in the corner and the sound of the pouring rain.
Marissa slowly walked out to join him as he continued to speak. "But I love you, Marissa. I know we've been through a lot, but despite it all, I love you." He looked at her. "Marry me."
She froze. "A-are you serious?"
He laughed. "Do you seriously think I'd be out here soaked from head to toe if I was kidding?" he pulled a small black box out of his pocket and opened it, revealing a ring. "Marry me." He said again.
She laughed. "Yes. My answer is yes."
Ryan grinned and slid the ring onto her finger.
"But I have one question." She said finally. "Why are we outside in the rain?"
His response was simple. "Do you want to dance?"
So I'm currently debating between hating it and liking it. Your opinion?