The next morning her head was throbbing in pain and she couldn't remember anything after Cole had put her in his car. She recalled waking up on Cole's bed and found him sleeping on the floor all curled up because he didn't have an extra blanket.
Just before her memory ended, she heard Cole saying: "Bye" to Hannah and the door closed. On a whim, Phoebe decided to get up and head out into the living room. Although her mind didn't want to, her heart was thinking the opposite. It has dragged her out and she blurted Cole's name. He turned around and smiled at her.
Smiling back there was a spark in her eyes. Cole could see the feeling that he had wished he would see in her smile.
"You need something?" Cole asked, breaking the silent.
Shaking her head she gazed upon him for a second. Suddenly a rush of tingling energy shot through her veins and unknowingly to him she grabbed him and started kissing him.
Caught off guard by her spontaneous action, he kissed her back forcefully and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her to the couch, without breaking the kiss.
For all he knew, this could just be a one time thing. And suddenly the word "just" has troubled his mind. Pulled her away slowly, he looked at her and asked "What are you doing?"
"I don't know, but I like it." She replied out of breathe then grabbed his face and kissed him again.
"Are you sure about this?" He mumbled, while still locking lips with her.
"Let's talk about that in the morning." She huskily demanded, and continued kissing him.
"No, Phoebe." Cole immediately pulled away. It had taken some self-control for him to move away from her. "I need to know if this is just a one time thing."
"I don't know." Phoebe answered, honestly.
"Then what are you doing?" Cole asked, "Don't do this if you don't know what you're doing." He continued, "Spare me the time from moping over you, Phoebe."
"What are you talking about?" Phoebe uttered.
"You know what I'm talking about."
"I—I don't." Phoebe answered, moving away from him.
"Stop hiding your feeling, Phoebe!" Cole shouted imperatively. "Can you just embrace it and admit how you feel?" He grabbed her back and forced her back against the sofa.
"Cole. Stop it." Phoebe cried out. "You're hurting me."
"Stop what?" Cole interrogated. "Stop hiding my feeling?" He roared, "Yeah, I did that, and you know what happened? You threw it back in my face!"
"Cole, I--" Phoebe stuttered, looking down.
"You what?" He forced her face up to look at him.
"I do care about you."
"In what way." Cole hesitatively asked, almost afraid to hear her answer.
Swallowed hard, she leaned in and softly kissed Cole, and from that, it turned to a powerful yet passionate kiss. Nothing was on either of their minds except for the fact that they were in each other's arms.
The next thing Cole knew, they were in his room and Phoebe was sleeping peacefully in his arm.
Propping himself up to his side, he caressed her shoulder and kissed it. Swept her hair behind her ears, he leaned in closer to her ears and whispered: "I love you."
Stirred by those words, she fluttered her eyes opened then turned facing him and rubbed her eyes.
"What'd you say?" She quietly asked.
"I said: I love you." He repeated, pronouncing every word with perfect clarification, and kissed her neck, then her lips.
"I love you, too." She whispered, smiling at him sweetly.
Smiling back at her, he pulled her in for a warm embrace.
It was what he had hoped for. She had returned his love and nothing could bring him down now. The girl he had secretly loved for over a decade finally gave in to him. He only wished it was sooner, but all in all, things worked out and she was now his.
The End
Just before her memory ended, she heard Cole saying: "Bye" to Hannah and the door closed. On a whim, Phoebe decided to get up and head out into the living room. Although her mind didn't want to, her heart was thinking the opposite. It has dragged her out and she blurted Cole's name. He turned around and smiled at her.
Smiling back there was a spark in her eyes. Cole could see the feeling that he had wished he would see in her smile.
"You need something?" Cole asked, breaking the silent.
Shaking her head she gazed upon him for a second. Suddenly a rush of tingling energy shot through her veins and unknowingly to him she grabbed him and started kissing him.
Caught off guard by her spontaneous action, he kissed her back forcefully and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her to the couch, without breaking the kiss.
For all he knew, this could just be a one time thing. And suddenly the word "just" has troubled his mind. Pulled her away slowly, he looked at her and asked "What are you doing?"
"I don't know, but I like it." She replied out of breathe then grabbed his face and kissed him again.
"Are you sure about this?" He mumbled, while still locking lips with her.
"Let's talk about that in the morning." She huskily demanded, and continued kissing him.
"No, Phoebe." Cole immediately pulled away. It had taken some self-control for him to move away from her. "I need to know if this is just a one time thing."
"I don't know." Phoebe answered, honestly.
"Then what are you doing?" Cole asked, "Don't do this if you don't know what you're doing." He continued, "Spare me the time from moping over you, Phoebe."
"What are you talking about?" Phoebe uttered.
"You know what I'm talking about."
"I—I don't." Phoebe answered, moving away from him.
"Stop hiding your feeling, Phoebe!" Cole shouted imperatively. "Can you just embrace it and admit how you feel?" He grabbed her back and forced her back against the sofa.
"Cole. Stop it." Phoebe cried out. "You're hurting me."
"Stop what?" Cole interrogated. "Stop hiding my feeling?" He roared, "Yeah, I did that, and you know what happened? You threw it back in my face!"
"Cole, I--" Phoebe stuttered, looking down.
"You what?" He forced her face up to look at him.
"I do care about you."
"In what way." Cole hesitatively asked, almost afraid to hear her answer.
Swallowed hard, she leaned in and softly kissed Cole, and from that, it turned to a powerful yet passionate kiss. Nothing was on either of their minds except for the fact that they were in each other's arms.
The next thing Cole knew, they were in his room and Phoebe was sleeping peacefully in his arm.
Propping himself up to his side, he caressed her shoulder and kissed it. Swept her hair behind her ears, he leaned in closer to her ears and whispered: "I love you."
Stirred by those words, she fluttered her eyes opened then turned facing him and rubbed her eyes.
"What'd you say?" She quietly asked.
"I said: I love you." He repeated, pronouncing every word with perfect clarification, and kissed her neck, then her lips.
"I love you, too." She whispered, smiling at him sweetly.
Smiling back at her, he pulled her in for a warm embrace.
It was what he had hoped for. She had returned his love and nothing could bring him down now. The girl he had secretly loved for over a decade finally gave in to him. He only wished it was sooner, but all in all, things worked out and she was now his.
The End