Intoxicated...Chapter 10

The wonderful thing about falling in love is that it can happen at any time with the most unexpected person. You don't go out searching for love, it just happens to find you when you least expect it to. - RoxyGirl24

"Will, please don't leave, I'm sorry about last night...Please...", I heard him begging as I opened the door and started to leave, pretending not to hear a word he was saying to me.

I wanted nothing more but to turn around and take him and my arms and tell him exactly how I felt, that it did in fact mean something to me, but because of the way I acted and knowing that I lied to him was preventing me from doing just that. So I just kept on going, but before I could even step foot out the door, I felt someone holding my arm, "Please let go of my arm", I kindly asked.

"Not until you hear what I have to say Will."

"What else is there to say. Sonny right? I think you said it all in the note you left behind."

"I never shouldn't have left you that note, Will. I'm sorry, I should have kept my feelings to myself, knowing the way felt about what happened last. I'm sorry..."

"Don't be sorry, I mean, you have nothing to be sorry about", I said as I pulled my arms away from him, "I'm the one who should be sorry for being a total jerk last night", and started walking towards my apartment.

"Wait, Why should you be sorry?", he asked and followed right behind me, "You were honest with me from the beginning. I'm the one who let my feelings get the best of me. I never thought I would see you again Will."

"What difference does it make? I mean, It's not like you owe me any explanation or anything."

"Will, this changes everything. Now that we both live in the same town, and working for Chad, we can't keep running into each other and pretend like last night ever happened."

I stop in my tracks and turned towards him, "We can and we will, end of story!"

"What if I don't want this to be the end our our story?", he asked as he took a step closer to me, "What if I last night was only the first chapter?"

"Sonny, I...I'm sorry...I need to go", was all I managed to say before I walked away.

"Stop!", he cried out, "I need you to stop walking and listen to me for a second", he said as he caught up to me once again.

"I'm sorry, I need to get home", I stated as I was trying to get him to back off, but he wasn't about to give up just yet.

"Please Will, just hear me out? It will only take a few minutes, I promise."

"Now is not a good time for me, I need to get back."

"What about later?", he immediately asked.

"I don't know if that's a...", I started saying but he cut me off.

"Please Will, I just wanna talk. Will you look at me?", he asked as he lifted my chin up, locking my eyes to his.

Just looking into his eyes was harder than I expected it to be, knowing the way he felt about me and knowing the way I felt about him, made it ever harder for me to say no. But for some reason, I felt the need to. To lie that is. Because sometimes lying can be so much easier than telling the truth, "I'm sorry, I can't. Please let this go Sonny..."

"Just as I was about to leave him there looking completely crushed by my refusal of not wanting to talk to him, he made his last plea, "Just so you know, I meant every words I said in that note Will. Every single one of them."

"Sonny, now is not the time", I meanly stated.

"When I the right time then? Tell me! Because I'm not giving up until we can talk this through."

I gotta give it to him for persistence, "Alright, but this isn't a date", I stated making things clear as to what tonight was all about and continued, "You can drop by my apartment around seven. That should give me plenty of time to get dinner ready before you show up."

"Wait...What? Dinner? I thought this wasn't a date?", he confusingly asked.

"It's not a date! This is just gonna be two friends having dinner together and talking. that's all!"

"Okay, whatever you say Will", he said with a smirk, "Do you need me to bring anything? Like a bottle of wine maybe?"

"Yeah, sure whatever, I have to go."

"Seven?", he asked one last time to confirm and I simply nodded back and left in the opposite direction.

All I could think about was the fact that this wasn't a date. I kept repeating it silently to myself, "This isn't a date, this isn't a date", trying to convince myself otherwise until a realized that we were having dinner at my apartment, he was bringing wine, and all I could think about was what I was going to wear! That's when it occurred to me, "Oh my God! This is actually a date!"

To Be Continued...OXO