The Girl and The Bodyguard II Chapter Eleven
Title; The Girl and The BodyguardFandom; The O.C.
Pairing; Ryan/Summer. Hints of Luke/Taylor.
Rating; M
Warnings; Alternative Universe
Summary; After the disappearance of Marissa Cooper has everyone in Newport worried about the safety of their own children, Neil Roberts decides to hire a bodyguard to watch over his daughter, Summer Roberts. Summer instantly dislikes Ryan Atwood but that will soon change as the two begin to discover the truth about one another.
Author's Note; Second to last chapter!
Chapter Eleven
This was it. The moment he’d been contemplating and non-stop thinking about for weeks on end. He was going to say it. Those scary but meaningful three words. Here goes.
“What the hell is going on here?” Summer and Ryan jumped apart from one another to find none other than Neil Roberts staring at them; looking the most furious Summer had ever seen him.
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Neil Roberts didn’t know where to look. He flicked his eyes from Summer to Ryan and back to Summer again, to the arms that were still wrapped around his daughters waist. Some Bodyguard.
“This was not the type of protection I was talking about.” Neil grunted as he glanced towards Ryan’s hands, Summer flushed and Ryan hastily removed his arms, embarrassed. “Ryan, I want you to step away from my daughter and then get the hell out of my house.”
Summer shivered, she had never heard her dad talk to anyone in such a blunt and vicious tone. Ryan stepped back and Summer instinctively grabbed hold of him, Neil widened his eyes. Summer let out a small sigh.
“You can’t just make him leave dad! I won’t let you!”
“Oh, you won’t let me?” Neil responded aggressively. “Now, you listen to me. I am your father! You do as I say!” Summer clenched her fists. Ryan turned to her, gave a little shrug and a little tug of a smile. Summer knew it wasn’t easy for him to do so.
“It’s okay.” He thought about taking hold of her clenched fist, hoping to calm her down but he didn’t want to make things worse for her. He gave a quick glance at Neil Roberts, his stony expression had not changed. “I’ll see you soon.” He whispered. Summer felt a little tear leak out of her left eye. How can this be happening? Ryan walked past Neil Roberts, not looking at him as though he was a naughty school boy.
“Oh, and Ryan?” Neil Roberts called out. Ryan, who had just reached the door, turned around. He wasn’t sure what to expect. “You’re fired.” Ryan closed his eyes, opened the door and just as he was about to close it, he listened as Summer let out a little cry. This is the most painful thing… He closed the door.
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Summer wept a little more as she pulled her pillow tighter. She and her father had shouted at one another for a solid hour. She had been boiling with rage, how dare her father…her constantly absent father tell her who she is allowed to date! She had been so furious that she didn’t even care that she had stomped up the stairs like a child.
As soon as she had flung open the door, she face planted on her bed and dialled Ryan’s number. She wasn’t even surprised when it went to voicemail but around the fifteenth call, she was getting angry at him too.
Her phone made a vibrating sound and Summer leapt to reach it, it had to be Ryan texting her to let her know that everything was okay, that he still cared about her…
Summer silently groaned when she saw Taylor’s name. She flipped open her phone, Everything okay? Luke and Ryan took off an hour ago. Summer felt her heart flinch. Why was he with Luke? Why wasn’t he talking to her? She’d do anything for him, run away with him - surely he knew all this?
She quickly dialled Taylor’s number, Taylor answered on the first ring and Summer had to smile a little that Taylor had been waiting by the phone for her call.
“Is he back?” Was all Summer asked, her voice quivering. Taylor was silent for a few moments before she responded.
“Not yet. I don’t know if he is coming back.” Summer groaned, what the hell?
“Well…where did he turn up, your place?” She asked, she was desperate to know where exactly her boyfriend was - is he still my boyfriend? She made her way to the bedroom window, her heart felt as if it was going to beat its way out of her chest as she watched her father get into his car and drive away.
“No, me and Luke saw him grabbing a coffee from the diner and then we wondered where you were…” Taylor began to ramble on as Summer watched her father’s car disappear. “And then we were like huh? Ryan is never without Summer, I mean you know how serious he takes his job and-“
“Taylor!” Summer cut her off, she was exasperated and this conversation was fast becoming tedious.
“I’m sorry! Luke just got back on his own, do you want to come-“
“I’m coming over!” Summer half-yelled. Now that her father was gone this meant she could leave the house without him attempting to stop her.
Though, in all honesty she wasn’t sure he would have tried to stop her. He probably thought she would just stay in her room which had been her plan until Taylor had text her.
She quickly grabbed her jacket and thanked God that she chose to wear flats this morning as she ran down the stairs. She grabbed her car keys of the side and jumped into her car. She had forgotten that the last time she had been in the car, her music was on at full blast. Whilst both she and Taylor loved singing out about crashing cars and throwing shit down the stairs - she wasn’t in the mood for this tune now.
Once she had reached Taylor’s house, she’d been there so many times over the years it felt like a second home to her now, Taylor had the door open before Summer stepped out of the car.
All of a sudden, a wave of emotion came over her and she timidly made her way to the door. Had it been stupid hooking up with a guy who worked for her father? Probably but she didn’t regret it for a second. She loved Ryan. Nothing was going to stop them being together.
Taylor wrapped her arms around her friend and pulled her closely. She smiled at Summer sympathetically before pulling her into the house. Luke was sitting in the living room, he smiled but it didn’t quite reach his eyes.
“How is he?” Summer asked, wiping a little tear away from her eye. She sat down, her hands clasped together. Luke glanced at Taylor unsure of how much to tell Summer.
“I’m gonna go make us some drinks.” Taylor nodded towards Luke as she exited the room. Summer had watched the exchange but chose to stay silent on the matter, waiting to hear what Luke was going to say.
“Luke.” Summer asked quietly. It wasn’t often he heard his friend so quiet, he had known Summer Roberts since she was six years old. The first time they met there had been a group of girls around her and just when Luke made his way over there to defend her, Summer was already in control.
“It wasn’t the smartest thing either of you could have done.” Luke lightly reprimanded. Summer sighed, don’t I already know this? “But, anyone can see how much he loves you.” Summer glanced at Luke, her eyes widened as the understanding of his words became clear.
“You…you really think so?” Summer allowed herself to smile a little, despite everything. Despite the fact that she wasn’t allowed to be with Ryan, despite the fact that Ryan was completely ignoring her and despite the fact that her father was more disappointed in her then he had ever been before. Luke believed that Ryan loved her. “You think he loves me?” Summer whispered.
“Yes, he does.” Taylor made her way into the living room, handing Summer a drink and she hastily took a sip. Taylor sat down on the arm of the chair that Luke was sitting on, placing her arm around his shoulder giving it a gentle squeeze. She turned to her best friend, Summer may act like she was full of confidence but if people knew her like she did, they would realise how wrong they are. “Summer, it’s written all over his face. Every time he looks at you, the way he touches you, every being of him wants to make sure that you are safe and happy and way more than just a job. It always has been.”
Luke cleared his throat, here goes. Taylor was of on one of her little rants again. No doubt when this was over she would ask him why he wasn’t as romantic as Ryan. As Ryan!
“I love him too.” Summer stated simply. Luke rolled his eyes to tease her; Taylor laughed and playfully hit him on the shoulder.
“We know you do sweetie. And you deserve it after everything, you know with your mom and…Marissa…” Summer bowed her head a little, this had been a tough year but the last five months with Ryan had made it so much easier to deal with. Luke groaned.
“Alright, Summer. I’m gonna do this cause I love you and I hate seeing you so miserable. Atwood’s my friend too and he’s acting like a whiny girl without you right now.” He dug into his pocket and pulled out some keys. Summer scrunched her eyebrows together as Luke threw them at her, she quickly caught them.
“And these are for what? Your crappy beamer out there?” Luke laughed, Summer was already her old self again.
“They are the keys to my apartment, my housemates out of town at the moment and I said Atwood could stay for a little while. He’s waiting for you.” Summer squealed and wrapped herself around her friend.
“Thank you so much Luke! I really appreciate this.” She placed a soft kiss on his cheek and hugged Taylor. “I love you both!” She squealed as she ran out of the house.
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Ryan was grabbing a glass of water when the front door opened, thinking it was Luke he made his way to the entrance. He was so grateful to Luke and to Taylor, he’d never had friends like this before. His friends back in Chino were fun to hang out with and would lend a sofa maybe if he was desperate but it wasn’t the same as this. Taylor and Luke seemed to genuinely want to help out and Ryan wasn’t sure if he had ever had that before. Not until he met Summer anyway.
He froze when he saw that it wasn’t Luke at the front door and it was Summer. He couldn’t stop the grin forming even if he had wanted to.
“Hi.” Summer smiled a little. She wasn’t sure how to be, sure Luke and Taylor had both said that Ryan was obviously in love with her but that wasn’t an actual confession and Ryan had been ignoring her.
“Hey.” He smiled back. “I’m sorry I didn’t stay, I didn’t want to make things more difficult for you.” He shoved his hands into his jeans and looked at the ground. Summer stayed rooted to her spot.
“That’s why? I’ve tried calling and you haven’t answered. I thought maybe-“ She stopped herself. Ryan looked at her and held up his phone.
“I left my charger at your house and then me and Luke got talking and I wasn’t sure how long you were going to be talking to your dad for. I’m sorry. I should have found a way to call.”
“It’s okay.” She stepped a little closer. “I’m glad you’re okay.” Ryan smiled and placed a hand on her arm, moving his fingers up and down in a gentle way.
“As long as you’re okay, I’m okay.” Ryan whispered.
“Are we okay?” Summer asked tentatively, hoping that he understood what she was really asking.
Ryan didn’t answer. His grinned and leant his head to the right side. Within a flash he had his arm wrapped around Summer’s waist and pulled her so she was right up against him. Summer opened her mouth and Ryan took this as an opportunity to kiss her.
“We will always be okay.” He whispered against her lips before kissing her again. Summer’s hands immediately went to his hair just like they always did, he grinned against her before slipping his tongue into her mouth. Summer moaned as his tongue collided with her own.
Ryan moved both of his hands down the curve of Summer’s back before wrapping his hands around her legs and hoisting her up. Summer wrapped her legs around Ryan’s waist instinctively. Their kissing became harder and more frantic as Summer tugged on Ryan’s hair. She moved her hands down the front of Ryan’s chest, slipping them under his shirt, pressing her hands against his hard chest before hastily ripping it over him.
Ryan, topless and Summer in his arms, stood in the hallway. Took one last look at her before he headed towards the spare room.
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Summer giggled as Ryan tickled her, placing soft kisses on her breasts. She writhed around playfully as Ryan made his way up to her neck.
“Keep still.” He whispered huskily. Summer groaned, she loved it when he spoke to her in that tone, so commanding.
The two of them looked at each other before attacking one another with their mouths again. Ryan was ready make Summer writhe beneath him once more when Summer halted. She placed one hand on his chest to stall him.
“Wait. Did you hear that?” Ryan shook his head in confusion.
“No…I don’t…”
The shattering of the glass cut him off as Ryan’s instinct was to shield Summer. He halted for a second, listening to the intruder. He quietly grabbed his clothes, thankful that they were strewn all over the bedroom floor and not the hallway. He glanced at Summer, silently telling her to get changed. She nodded and her body began to shake with fear. She quickly dressed as Ryan searched the room for some kind of useful weapon.
He spotted an old baseball bat in the corner, slightly chipped and made his way to Summer. He placed a soft kiss on her forehead, tucked a strand of her hair and gave a small tug of a smile.
“Stay here. Okay?” Summer nodded and Ryan pulled her in for quick kiss. “I love you.”
It wasn’t until Ryan was at the doorway ready to leave the room until Summer realised what he had just whispered to her. He loves me.
Ryan stepped out into the corridor, hearing the hushed voice of a male. He tried to see if he could recognise the voice but he couldn’t. When he turned the corner he came face to face with a rugged male. He couldn’t have been that much younger than him. He had blonde hair like him but this asshole had a smirk on his face.
Ryan felt foolish with the borrowed chipped baseball bat at he realised this guy had a gun in his left hand. He heard a girl scream his name behind him.
“Alright. I’ll put the bat down if you just put the gun down. Okay?” Ryan began to lower the bat as he flicked his eyes between the male and the young girl who made her way inside. She reminded him of Summer though she was taller, blonder and her make up looked a mess. Ryan felt his heart pang as he wondered; what had this girl gotten herself into?
“You just made a big mistake.” He smirked as pulled the trigger. Ryan felt a sudden hard force hit against him as he dropped the bat and fell to the floor. He heard a loud scream coming from the back bedroom. Summer.
“Volchock!” The young girl screamed as she fell to the ground beside him. She moved her hands frantically but he could barely register a thing. Summer. “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I never meant-“
“Ryan?” He heard it. Her voice, her soft sweet voice call out to him. He didn’t want her to see him like this, he coughed painfully as he tried to clutch the pain. “Ryan!” He could hear her voice begin to crumple. Someone get her out of here. He silently pleaded. I don’t want her to see me like this.
Summer didn’t even register the other two people in the room, she leant down towards Ryan as the young girl moved out of the way.
“Don’t die, okay? Please. I need you. I can’t…I love you!” She whispered as she cried quietly, clinging towards him.
“I’m so sorry, Sum.” Summer stalled herself. I know that voice. She turned towards the young girl who had been next to Ryan and gasped. No.
“Marissa.”