As I was dressing up, my thoughts where rushing.

What on Earth could he want? He made his decision.

After a while I stepped out only to see Tony walking nervously around my living room.

I cleared my troth and he turned around, "You can sit down. You want some coffee? Tea? Juice?"

He shook his head slightly, "No, thank you."

I nodded and slowly sat across him. He didn't do anything, just looked at me.

I raised an eyebrow, "So . . .what do you need too talk about?"

He took a deep breath, "Look,", he said closing his eyes, "I am really sorry-"

"For what?", I interrupted him and he opened his eyes.

"For . . .everything that happened."

I nodded, "And what did happen?"

He sighed, "Are you really going to do this to me Charlie?"

What was I doing?

I rose up from my chair, "Do what? I don't understand why are you apologizing to me."

He stood up as well, "I didn't call you back and then you saw me with Pepper-"

"So? You didn't have the obligation to call me back and as for Pepper . . .you can do whatever you want, Tony."

"But I don't want do do whatever I want."

I raised my eyebrow and smiled a little, "What?"

"Look," he stepped closer and took my hands.

I looked from our hands, towards his face, pretty confused about the whole situation.

He continued, "I like you. A lot. Not as a . . .friend but more so I am sorry for what happened. I made a mistake. I was still pretty confused regarding to her and didn't think things trough. Again, I am sorry. Will you accept my apology?"

Okay. That was sudden.

"I . . .I really don't know what to say." I removed my hands from his and walked towards my window.

"Okay. Take your time just . . .don't leave America."

I turned towards him, "I'm not leaving America . . .at least not for now."

He smiled, "Really?"

"I got . . .a job."

"You got a job? Where?"

Oh dear . . .

"Well, there's a company who's willing to give me a job . . .to see how I work and stuff."

"You know you can easily work for me, right?"

"Yea I do, but . . .it's . . .the company is really good."

I was such a bad liar.

"Well, tell me where will you work?"

"Eco International."

His eyes widened, "You're working for Thomas Gibbs?!"

I gave a nervous smile, "What? Who?"

"Don't pretend you don't know who that son of a bitch is.", his voice was serious.

As you can see, Tony and Thomas know each other . . .and don't really like each other. Tony never talked about him but a few years ago I read that there was a 'scandal' between them. Apparently, Thomas wanted a part of Stark Industries, at least that's how they wrote but he kept denying it. Tony didn't believe him and . . .well, it all ended on court. In the end, they stopped writing about the affair.

"Will you calm down?!", I raised my voice.

"How do you expect me to calm down if you are going to work for that idiot?!", he raised his voice, too.

"Hey,", I pointed a finger at him, "I don't have to explain myself to anyone."

"That's exactly what I expected from you."

I frowned, "Excuse me?"

He smiled and nodded, "Yes. You are always stubborn and no matter how much someone cares about you and want's to help you, you're going to do what you want."

"Help me? Did I ask you for help? No, I didn't. And, by the way, you think you know sooooo much about me . . .well, you don't! I will do what I wan't do to, period."

He nodded, "Of course you will."

"And one more thing.", I continued the 'lecturing', "you did enough damage to me so your help is not required."

"I told you that I was sorry! Jesus Christ, what do you want me do to?!"

"Just leave me alone!", I yelled.

He just stood there and looked at me.

"What?", I said in frustration.

He took his jacket, "I'm not gonna leave you. Not this time."

With that, he stood up and exited my apartment.

What the hell was that?