I really can't take all the credit for this and I'm pretty sure you guys all know by now who I have to thank for this but I'm still going to thank her because she's amazing. InconspicuousBunny, I hope I've made it clear how grateful I am to you.

"Sunshine, sweetie?" Debbie called, trying to get my attention. I lifted my chin from the palm where it had been resting and looked at Debbie, who was stood directly opposite me on the other side of the counter.

"Oh, sorry Deb. What did you want? I didn't hear," I murmured, trying to shake myself from my daydream.

"I hadn't said anything yet but I will now. You can't just sit around waiting for Brian to show up and sweep you into his arms," she said sympathetically and I sat up straighter.

"Why do you think I want him to sweep me away?" I replied defiantly.

"Oh honey, it's obvious you like him. Every time he comes in here or you bump into him at my house your face practically lights up," she smiled at me and I frowned and looked down at my hands.

"Why does he run away, Deb?" I sighed. "I don't get it, he was all for talking to me one minute and then next he was trying to get away from me as fast as he could. It's fucking annoying,"

"Yeah but that's just Brian. You scare him, Sunshine. He likes you more than a usual trick that he just fucks and forgets and it's freaking him the fuck out. He doesn't know what to do, so he does what Brian always does, he hides. He pretends like he hates you in hope that you'll just walk away and leave him alone," she explained sadly.

"Sometimes I feel like that's what I should do," I muttered and idly played with the napkin that had been left on the counter.

"Like fuck you should. Sunshine, you're the only one who's been able to get this much of a reaction out of him, and I know he's got a reaction out of you," she smiled knowingly and I blushed unwillingly.

It was true, he'd got my heart to beat. I'd felt it that day when he'd seen my drawings and when I'd got it out of its box, sure enough it had been pumping frantically, quivering with desire to get out of the box and bond with the heart of Brian.

Yeah like that would ever happen, I scoffed internally.

"You've got to fight for him. Sunshine, instead of him fighting for you. Because I'll tell you now, Brian Kinney doesn't do love, he just does fucking," she scoffed. "What a load of bullshit. He's perfectly capable of love. He just shows it by his actions instead of by his words. You gotta chase him for a bit, not give up easily that kinda thing."

"Thanks Deb," I smiled at her. "That's good to know,"

"Anytime," she replied and walked away before stopping suddenly and turning back to face me.

"Oh and Sunshine, unless you get yourself moving and clear up these tables this instant, I'll have your ass," she threatened and I pushed away from my stool and pretty much ran to get the tables cleared.

I began to pick up the plates and balanced them on my arm expertly.

"Hey Justin," Kiki, the waitress, called and I jumped suddenly, bumping the table and knocking something over in the process.

I turned very slowly to see a drinks glass on its side with its content pouring all over the table.

I groaned at the sight of sticky lemonade stretching out over the table, running as far as it could. I turned my head slightly, balancing the plates in both hands.

Kiki smirked at me from the doorway to the kitchen and I scowled at her, looking back at the spilt drink.

"Yes, yes I know. I'll clear it up in a minute," I sighed as I walked past her into the kitchen and dumped the plates on the side, leaving them there until I could put them in the dishwasher. I grabbed a dishcloth from the side, and wrung it out before walking back over to the doorway.

I pushed past Kiki, and avoided eye contact knowing that she would still be wearing that annoying little smirk on her face.

"I'll do the dishes for you," she called after me and I spun around flashing her a massive smile of thanks.

I twirled the dishcloth in my hands absentmindedly until I reached the table and began to mop up the liquid. I heard the door open and turned to see who the next customer was.

Brian Kinney came strolling through the door and I stiffened up in surprise, trying desperately to remain calm. He pulled off his shades and grinned at Debbie who was behind the counter. His eyes swept the room until they landed on me and I saw him freeze.

I smiled gently at the reaction I had on this man. I hadn't seen him since that day in the park, where he had made up some bullshit excuse to get away from me, and I knew he had been avoiding me ever since.

Just like I had been, after the picture incident. We stared at each other for what seemed like hours and I gladly took the opportunity to gaze at the perfection of him. He was so beautiful and yet so cold, I felt shivers just looking at him.

I saw his eyes flicker to Debbie before he turned around and promptly marched back out through the door.

"No, no, no, no," I muttered as I ran out the diner to catch up with him. I vaguely heard Debbie yell my name but there was no way I was going to let him go this time.

"Brian!" I yelled, as I dodged past the people and squinted into the sunlight, trying desperately to find him.

After about a minute of frantic searching, I saw him on the other side of the road and I scowled at his running away, remembering what Deb had told me earlier. I wasn't going to give up easily, if he thought that I was just a nameless trick then he had another thought coming.

I set my shoulders in determination and sprinted out into the road, only noticing the car as the pain pierced my body.