You're a Dork
Soaking wet from the rain, Cordelia Grissom stepped into Greg Sanders' apartment and called out his name, "Greg, I'm here."
She heard no reply, "Greg? Are you here?" She looked around and saw a light coming from the end of the hallway. She slowly walked toward the room with the light.
When she got there she looked around and saw no one there. She turned off the light and headed back to the living room. She soon stopped walking when she heard a noise coming from the closet.
Cordelia turned toward the closet and was about to open it until it flew open and something jumped at her.
"Boo!" Greg shouted as he grabbed her around the waist.
"Holy shit Greg!" Cordelia gasped, "You scared the shit out of me."
Greg laughed and planted a kiss on her cheek, "It was only fun and games."
"Uh-huh. You're such a dork." She pushed him off herself.
"Yes," He nodded, "But I'm a cute dork."
Cordelia couldn't help but smile, "True."
Greg only grinned.
"Um…do you think I could get a towel or something to dry off with?" She asked, looking at her wet clothes.
"Oh, yeah, sure. I'll get you some of my clothes to borrow and a towel. You can change in my room if you want." He replied, getting a towel from the closet.
"Thanks." She headed into his room, "So I can just pick out any clothes?"
"Yeah, just not anything fancy. I don't want you ruining anything." He said, with a serious tone.
"Yeah, yeah, I know." She replied.
While changing, Cordelia could hear the door open slightly and could hear breathing, "Wow Greg, first you scare me, then you peak on me. Very classy." She finished putting on a shirt and walked to the door, opening it fully.
Greg stood there, grinning, "Hey."
"Pervert."
"Yes. I'm a cute, dorky, pervert, and you love me." He hugged her.
"Sure." She smiled.
Greg kissed her lips and held her tightly.
Cordelia wrapped her arms around him and kissed him back, but soon broke it off, "Ok, so I guess I do love you."
Greg grinned, his face lighting up, "I always knew you did."
--The End--