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Phil stood leaning on the wall next to Keely's window, staring down at the floor. Keely sat at end of the bed, slumped over, holding her hands together.
"So," She murmured, "you want to tell me what's going on?"
"I can't," He grunted
"And why's that?" She inquired sadly.
"Because of something you said…way back in high school." Phil said.
"And what was that?" Keely asked.
Phil finally found the nerve to look at her and she looked up as well, "that your future should be a surprise."
"I did say," She acknowledged, "but what does that have to do with anything?"
"It has everything to with everything!" Phil exclaimed, tossing his hands up in the air.
"No, Phil, it doesn't," Keely insisted. "All that matters is what's happening right now. So tell me, why did you run off like that?"
"You…and Ted…and those tickets…I just couldn't bear the thought of you being with anyone else." Phil sighed.
"And yet, at the same time," Keely continued, "You chose to run away like a spoiled child rather than fight for what you want."
Phil didn't respond.
"Look, Phil, I don't know what's got you all shook up, but remember something you said…also way back in high school. Your future is whatever you want it to be." Keely said. She glanced at the clock then, and yawning, said, "It's getting kind of late and I have to be up early…so—
"Yeah, I'll be going then." Phil nodded.
As he started to make his way back out the window, Keely called, "Hey, just stay in this century this time, huh?"
"Alright, alright," Phil grinned.
"Oh, and by the way," She added. "About that concert Ted invited me to, well, I have another ticket."
"Okay," Phil murmured.
"It's just that, I felt really bad for snapping at you like I did, and, and—
She just knew she was blushing as bright as the sun itself.
"Don't feel bad, Keely. I'm the one in the wrong. I shouldn't have interfered." Phil admitted. "Especially considering you specifically told me not to."
"What do you mean?" Keely wondered.
"Well, you see, Keely, you actually wind up mare…," He stopped short and then sputtered, "Never mind, I shouldn't have said anything."
"Tell me, Phil." Keely commanded.
"In the journal, you wrote that you wound up marrying Ted." Phil finally admitted.
"And I specifically asked you not to interfere?" Keely inquired, displeasure growing in her voice.
"Please don't be angry!" Phil pleaded. "I mean, I'm trying to give a choice here! That's why I came back when I did."
"Give me a choice?" Keely's voice cracked. "You make a complete jerk of yourself when I agree to go out with Ted and that's giving me a choice?"
"Hey, what happened to fighting for you want?" Phil demanded.
Keely was silent for a moment, before saying, "Sometimes the best things to want are want the one you love wants."
Phil didn't quite understand. Keely realized there was more philosophy beyond her statement than logic. After a moment, he realized it too.
"That doesn't scare you then?" He whispered.
"What? What doesn't scare me?" She swallowed.
"It doesn't scare you that I love you?" He asked.
"It…it terrifies me." She choked.
"Why?" He wondered.
"It terrifies me because we come from two different worlds. You belong there and I belong here. It's taken me a long to accept that and should you have to leave again…I just couldn't handle it." She explained.
"Keely, I don't have to go anywhere. I'm not going anywhere." Phil promised.
"I'm sorry, Phil, but I've spent far too long trying to lock my feelings away. I can't risk embracing them. Please understand." Keely pleaded.
Phil was sure how to respond. Had this been the whole reasoning beyond her asking him to interfere? Not because Ted was her soul mate, but because Phil was? What was he supposed to do next? He could not go on trying to ignore her request, but he did not want to ignore what they had either. As he stood there, staring into her tearing eyes, her words came back to him.
Sometimes the best the things to want are the things that the one you love wants.
"Keely, is this really what you want?" Phil asked.
She turned her glance away from him.
"That's okay; you don't have to answer tonight." Phil stated. "Tomorrow I can come watch your broadcast again…if it's what you want."
"I'd like that," Keely nodded. "…and, about that concert. I'd still like for you to go. I mean, I did spend almost ten hours on the phone to get it and it did cost me like three hundred bucks."
"If it's what you really want, I'll go." Phil shrugged.
"It's what I really want." Keely confirmed.
"Well, then, it's settled." Phil said. "Now, it's about time I get out of here so you can get some sleep…if that's what you want."
"Why do you keep asking me what I want?" Keely smiled.
"Because…you deserve it," Phil stated.
Keely felt herself blushing even brighter than she had in the few minutes before.
"Seriously, though, I'd better get going." Phil asserted. "See you in the morning."
"Yeah…see you." Keely replied, as she watched up ease himself onto to the tree outside her window and slid down. She went over and watched him disappear into the shadows below. She continued to watch in the minutes after he was long gone, then in an unconscious moment, she slid the window shut, switched off the light, and then slid into bed.