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Why won't this damn phone stop ringing? This is like the…I check my phone…the sixth call that I've ignored. What is so important? It's Coop.

"What?" I snap loudly, then ask in a hushed voice not to wake Cohen. "What do you want Coop?"

"Where the hell have you been? What have you been doing? Or who have you been doing?" Marissa asks hurriedly.

I'm not sure if she's angry or just anxious. But I'll play dumb and maybe she'll just chill out.

"What are you talking about, Coop?"

"Get Seth out of your house in like the next three minutes because Zach is on his way."

"Zach's on his way over here? To my house? Like right now?"

Shit this is not good.

"He just left to come get you. He thinks you were sick or something since you missed the whole day of school. What happened to back before lunch?" Marissa asks.

"I-um-well I got distracted…I had slightly better things to do today," I smile as I glance at Cohen who was miraculously still sleeping despite my loud freak out over Zach's arrival.

Shit! Zach's coming!

"I've gotta go!" I shriek to Marissa before hanging. "Cohen! Get up!"

"Hmmpphmaa hhpphmmaaammm," he mumbles and rolls over.

"Get up, assface!"

I get up and beginning gathering my clothes and his clothes. I throw him his clothes as he slowly sits up.

"You have to leave. Zach's coming over."

"Hmm? Zach? That's nice," he replies sleepily.

"No, not nice! Leave!"

He's not getting the hint and then Zach's going to come and-

"Summer? Are you here?"

Shit.

"Shit!"

Oh God. I have to hide Cohen. Or myself. Or something. Or something? What's something? How is something going to help me right now? I need to think of a plan. Zach can't come in here and see Cohen. I need to at least break things off with him first before I'm with Cohen. Am I with Cohen now? Or did we just have great sex just for the sake of having great sex? Stop thinking about sex. I need a plan. Oh I'll stop Zach in the hallway and then-

"Summer, are you- wow," Zach utters in what I assume is complete and utter shock.

"It's not what it looks like," I mumble.

Yeah that sounds convincing…not!

"What's going on here, Sum?"

I don't know if he's hurt or angry or what. He currently looks emotionless. Maybe he doesn't see Cohen sitting on my bed in his boxers. Or maybe he just thinks that nothing happened. Maybe he thinks that Cohen usually just wears boxers when he visits people at their houses. Or maybe I'm an idiot and I should think of something to say….think, Summer….say something…anything.

"I slept with him."

Not that! Anything but that! Why did I say that? How stupid am I?

"I pretty much guessed that," Zach replies calmly.

Wow, he's calm. Why is he calm? This is almost freaky.

"Hey man, listen, I'm really-," Cohen starts just as Zach crosses the room and punches him.

Zach just punched Cohen. Zach just punched Cohen! Zach just punched Cohen! In my room!

"Zach leave him alone. It was my fault!" I practically scream.

It's my fault? Yeah, way to go, Sum. I'm just full of brilliant things to say today. Let him punch me now.

"You guys slept together! That takes two!"

He does have a point. Shut up! He does not have a point. This is my fault and he should punch me not Cohen. I'm dating him…or I was.

"This is my fault not Cohen's. I'm the one who's dating you anyway, not Cohen. I screwed up. Not him. I'm the one you should punch. Hate me," I plead and what do you know I'm tearing up.

There are real tears in my eyes. But I don't really feel sad. Maybe that's because I'm with Cohen finally...or I might be with Cohen.But I do feel awful for treating Zach this way. Hence the tears.

"I can't punch you. I can't even hate you and I know that I should right now. But I don't hate you. I just…how long has this been going on? I knew you loved him but have you been with him since he came back?"

He knew? How did he know I still loved Cohen when I didn't even know?

"This is the first time…the only time," Seth cuts in.

The only time? We're done. I screwed up both of my relationships in the same day? Wow…this-this sucks.

I sit down on my bed as Cohen stands up and walks to the door.

"I think you guys should talk."

And damn him for looking sexy as he says that and leaves. And damn me for wanting him again. And damn Zach for…looking like somebody just killed his puppy. I killed his puppy. Scratch that last thought. I can't damn Zach for anything. This one's all on me.

"Does this mean it's over?" he asks in a small voice.

"I'm sorry. I didn't-I just…I'm sorry," I whisper.

"I'll see if I can catch him on the stairs and send him back in. Goodbye, Summer."

Catch him on the stairs? Zach is sending Cohen back in here? To me? He's giving me up like that and practically blessing the affair I just had? This is insane. This has to be a dream. What is going on here?

"Summer?"

"Hey Cohen…so um…"

"Yeah," he says, dragging out the word.

"What does this mean?" I ask.

"Are you guys- I mean did you- is it-," he stutters, struggling for the words.

"Zach and I are over."

"And we are?" he asks cautiously.

"I don't know."

My voice doesn't usually sound so…small. And he's noticed because he's giving me that familiar look, the one that screams 'You sound so fragile, let me take care of you'. But I don't mind because it's Cohen and he's the only boy I want to take care of me. And now he's got that other familiar look, the one he gets right before he says-

"I love you, Summer."

He loves me. And I'm smiling. I don't want to be smiling. I just had the craziest day of my life. I just broke up with my boyfriend…and I'm smiling. He loves me. He still loves me.

"Cohen," I say softly.

I can't say it. I should say it. He looks so hopeful. I know he'd love to hear me say it. And I finally know that I feel it…but I can't say it. That makes it real. This isn't real. This whole thing isn't real. I'm going to wake up tomorrow and still be with Zach but now be with Zach with the realization that I love Seth and there's nothing I can do about it...but maybe if I say it-maybe this will be real.

"Cohen," I repeat myself.

He looks at me with eyes shining with hope, anticipation, and-and of course love. It'd crush himif I didn't say it. I know I'm in love with him. Why can't I just say it? I love you Cohen. I love you so much.

"This is crazy."

"What?" he asks, looking completely crestfallen.

"No! Not you! Not this…well yes, this but not us. We're not crazy. Are we crazy? I'm so confused," I confess in a frenzied ramble of sorts.

Ramble. I'm rambling. I'm rambling out loud. Shit. Look what he does to me. This really is crazy. Oh God help me, but I really do love him and this isn't a dream. I wouldn't ramble in my dreams.

"This isn't a dream, right?" I ask.

"God, I hope not or else we're having the same dream."

And that's all it takes. Even if this is a dream at least we're dreaming the same thing.

"Cohen…I love you," I whisper.

"Are you serious?" he asks in shock. "I must be dreaming."

I must be dream-wait he just said that. We can't be having the same dream. That just doesn't happen. If it were his dream I'd probably be- hold that thought.

"If this were really your dream I would be naked, wouldn't I?"

"What?"

"Think about it. If you were really dreaming then it'd be like your fantasy right? So in your fantasy…" I trail off.

"In my fantasy you tell me you love me and-," He pauses as realization dawns on him "In my fantasy you'd be completely naked and you're not. And Zach never would have shown up if I were dreaming. We'd just be having sex all day and you'd tell me you loved me."

I knew we both couldn't be dreaming! I knew it! This is real!

"Wait a minute! So this is real?" he asks.

I nod.

"So you-you really…you love me?"

God help me because I'm grinning like an idiot but I can't help it when his voice raises an octave like that and he looks so cute being all flustered.

"I love you," I laugh.

And as soon as the words leave my mouth, they're quickly replaces with his lips on mine. And nothing else matters. Not Zach. Not Alex and her lesbian girlfriend. Not anybody or anything. It's just me and Cohen...but if Alex were here, I would totally be scoring major points again. Hell after the one-liners and the kissing and the sex earlier, and the soon-to-be-sex now,there's no way Alex could ever win this match. I am the winner and-

"Reigning champion," I mumble against his lips as we make our way back to the bed.

The End

(AN: Alright so it's totally fluffy. I was originally supposed to end it after the last...well first chapter. But I realized that I never actually said The End or anything and since I got a bunch of reviews begging me to update soon I figured I might as well add in the Zach factor. So that's it. That's the end of this short story. Um some ppl got confused on what was happening with the whole Seth running away situation. I guess I didn't make that very clear. Seth did run away and he came back and everything just like in the show. This takes place aroudn the Ex Factor episode. When Summer talked about 8 months since Seth ran away she didn't mean that he was still gone. It was just to show that she still kept track of when exactly their relationship ended. It was basically proving that she still had feelings for him because she knew to the exact date when he left and all of that. So hopefully that cleared up any questions. So...I guess just stay tuned and see what I come up with next for another story haha. Thanks to all of my faithful readers, I love your reviews! Stay tuned!)