AN: Here's the next chapter. Hope you guys enjoy it. Let me know what you think!
There's something about you
After a fairly emotional day Izzie was glad to be home. She had kicked off her shoes and had changed into a t-shirt and yoga pants. Now she was walking around in the kitchen waiting for her pizza to be ready. When it was done she grabbed the pizza and went to the living room. Because the rest of her friends were out with their significant others she had the house completely to herself.
She plopped down on the couch and put her food on the coffee table. After turning on the TV, she made herself comfortable and pushed play for the DVD player. Just as the movie started there was a knock on the door. She quickly took a bite of her pizza and walked over to the door.
Switching on the lights in the hall she was surprised to see who was at the door.
'Mark?' she asked when she had opened the door.
'Hi.' He said and gave his McSteamy smirk.
She smiled and let him in.
'What are you doing here?' she asked as she watched him take off his leather jacket.
'Well I was in the neighborhood and…' Izzie's narrowed her eyes at him. 'Okay, I just wanted to see you.' He admitted.
Izzie was surprised by his honesty, but she liked it. She liked this side of Mark. Not everyone got to see that side of him. She smiled and walked into the living room, with Mark following her.
'I was just going to watch a movie. You can stay and watch if you like.' She said.
'Are you sure? I can leave if you want.' He asked but sat down anyway.
'Would I ask you to stay if I didn't want you to?' She stated.
Mark just shrugged.
'Can I get you anything to drink?'
'Do you have any Scotch?' he asked.
'Seriously? I live with Meredith, of course I have Scotch.' She replied laughing.
He laughed too and made himself comfortable on the couch. He had kicked of his shoes and his feet were on the coffee table. Izzie walked back in, Scotch in hand, and made a face.
'Get your feet away from my pizza!' she said and swatted his legs. She put down his drink and sat down next to him.
'Sorry!' he laughed and moved his legs further away from her plate. Then he made a move for the pizza. 'I assume your not going to eat this anymore.'
She pushed his hands away and gave him a deadly glare.
'Do not touch my pizza.' She said trying to stay serious, but one look at him had her laughing.
'Are you going to share?' he asked.
She shook her head no, which made him pout at her.
'Okay.' She gave in. 'I'll share. Now can we please start watching?'
'What are we watching?' he asked, a little afraid of what he had gotten himself into.
'Alfie.' She replied as she watched the screen intently when Jude Law came on.
He watched her, her eyes glued to the screen.
'Ah,' he acknowledged. 'A chick-flick.'
She quickly turned to him and just smiled.
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Somewhere during the movie Izzie began to move around on the couch because she couldn't get comfortable.
Mark turned to her and watched her trying to get more comfortable.
'Could you please sit still?' he asked her as she kept moving.
'I'm not comfortable.' she complained. 'I need to lie down.'
'Well, what's stopping you?' he asked and smiled. He then patted his legs. 'I make a good pillow. Or so I'm told.'
She just looked at him.
'Fine!' he said, 'Stay uncomfortable.'
She swatted his arm and laid down, her head in his lap. She looked up at him from her position and smiled.
'Thanks.' she said before returning her attention back to the screen.
'You're welcome.' He replied.
As Izzie kept watching the movie he quickly lost his interest in it. He was more interested by the woman whose head was currently resting on his lap.
He intently watched her, the way she smiled when something funny happened in the movie, or how she would close her eyes every now and then because she was starting to get tired. As she did this, he resisted the urge to gently stroke her hair.
She startled him when she said, 'You know, you're just like him.'
He shook his head to focus on what she had said.
'What?' he asked.
'You're just like this character.' She repeated and turned so she was facing him again.
'Is that so?' he asked gently moving his hand over her hair to get it out of her eyes.
'Well yeah.'
'Really? How?' he questioned her, his hand still playing with her hair.
'Well, you're both players.' Izzie started.
'Maybe, but I look so much better, I'm a little older and more experienced.' He grinned.
'Right, and you have an extremely large ego.' Izzie said laughing.
Mark suddenly turned serious.
'I don't want to be that man anymore.' He whispered.
'What?' Izzie asked, thinking she had misheard.
'I don't want to be that man anymore.' He said, louder this time.
He looked anywhere but at her. The movie, which was still playing in the background, long forgotten. Izzie, who was staring up at him, moved her hand to his face and stroked his cheek. This gesture made him look at her and he found her smiling at him.
'I'm serious.' He stated.
'I can tell.' She replied, then asked, 'What made you want to change?'
He took the hand that was stroking his cheek and intertwined their fingers. He couldn't think of a time where he couldn't think when a woman was giving him this kind of attention, but with Izzie it was different. He couldn't help but feeling all these things that he had never felt before, except for that one time in high school. But not even with Addison had he felt like this. And it was crazy, because they had only really started talking and really got to know each other only three days ago.
Izzie, who had studied his face while he was lost in his thoughts, gently squeezed his hand. That got his attention.
'There's a woman…' he started, but stopped briefly and looked down on her. Izzie looked at him, not saying anything. 'I just can't stop thinking about her.' he continued, his eyes focused on her. 'It's weird really, because I don't even know her that well, I mean, we've worked together for over a year but, I've never really talked to her. Until three days ago. That's when we really started talking. And now I just can't stop thinking about her. There's just something about her. Have you ever felt like that? After such a short time?' he asked.
She was looking at him, surprise showing on her face. She was surprised that he had openly talked about his feelings. This she hadn't expected from him. But she understood how he felt. She had had the same experience with Denny. He had flirted with her from the first day he was admitted into the hospital, until the day he died and she had fallen for him hard and fast. Very fast. She hadn't understood why she had fallen so fast, but she never regretted it.
'Yeah.' She whispered. 'Denny …' she paused. 'It happened to me when I met Denny. I fell hard and fast, even though I didn't really know him.'
'I'm sorry.' He said.
'What for?' she asked.
'About what happened to him.'
'Yeah.' She sighed. 'But I'm glad I got to know him.'
The room went silent until Izzie decided to break the silence.
'So who is this mystery woman that has you feeling like you do?' she asked, curious about his answer.
'You know I'm talking about you!' he said, a grin forming on his face as he looked down on her.
'I just wanted to be sure.' She replied smiling. 'And I wanted to hear you say it.' She was grinning.
He rolled his eyes and laughed.
'What would you do if I kissed you?' he asked.
'Why don't you find out?' She replied and tilted her head back a little.
He gently cupped her cheek before he leant down and kissed her. The kiss was gentle and when he was about to pull away she put her arm around his neck, pulled him closer and deepened the kiss.
They pulled apart and looked at each other, a smile on their faces. That's when they noticed someone standing in the doorway.
'Oh, that's just great!' Alex said, as he shook his head and quickly disappeared up the stairs.
