"Isabella Gracia-Shapiro, I love you" said Phineas as he grabbed her shoulders. "Can't you see it? Why don't you see it? I would give everything I have for you!" He shook her, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to surprise her. "I have loved you since the day I first laid eyes on you. I have done things for you that's I'd never do for anyone else. Tell me, why can't you see it."

Silence sat between them.

"Answer me Isabella!" he said with urgency.

"Phineas..I..I..." Isabella was immediately interrupted by a kiss from Phineas. As he parted he cupped her face, keeping her close to him.

"Isabella, please say you'll be mine forever. I don't know if I can live in this uncertainty anymore, I need to know the truth."

Isabella looked straight into his eyes, she opened her mouth and Phineas began shaking.

Please Isabella...Please

Suddenly a something hit him, something hard. He shot up hollering in pain, clutching his head. He looked around his room, confused as to what had just occurred, until his eyes set upon Ferb who looked extremely annoyed, if not angry.

"What the heck did you do that for Ferb!"

"You were doing it again Phineas, just tell Isabella how you feel already. I don't think I can take another night of this."

Phineas felt his face get hot in the darkness.

"Is it really that bad?"

"Yes. Now I'm going back to sleep and leave you to think about how you're going to deal with this problem. If you don't, I will. Good night Phineas."

"Night Ferb." He watched his brother turn over in bed and fall back to sleep peacefully. He laid his head on his pillow and looked to the ceiling.

Oh Isabella, why can't I just be honest with you and tell you how I really feel. I know you'd appreciate my honesty but I'm worried I'm going to ruin our friendship by revealing my true feelings.

He got out of bed and looked out the window, eyes settling on the window where he knows Isabella's room is.

Why can't I just be able to read your mind and know what you think of me?

He looks to the sky from his window seat and sighs.

I'm a hopeless romantic yet I can't tell the girl of my dreams how I feel. How pathetic. She lives across the street for crying out loud. I see her everyday during our daily routine of inventions and I have no real problem talking to her. I've even held her hand for goodness sake. Why is it so hard for me to just tell her the truth.

He looked back down to his lap where his thumbs were twiddling like mad. He knew a good friend wouldn't hide something as big as this from his best friend. He knew it was wrong and he felt really bad about it. He looked back to her house thinking about it all when he realized what he had to do.

Isabellla my love, I hope things work out for the best between us. Because I can't live my life without you in it.

He blew her a kiss and got back into bed. Before he began to fall asleep he turned back over to face his sleeping brother.

"Ferb my friend, I know what I'm going to do tomorrow."