Michaela sat at her house on the couch watching Armageddon. It had been almost a week since she'd seen Terry at the supermarket. She couldn't get over how stupid she had been to let him just walk off.
" There's got to be something I can do." she said to Bruce Willis on the TV. Just then her phone fell off a nearbye coffee table. She looked up and then at the phone. "Okay, maybe I should call him. Fuck, I don't have his number. Scott would know it." she said. She picked up the phone and dialed Scott's number. She waited patiently as it wrung.
" Hello." the voice said at the other end. It was Terry.
" Terry?" she asked, surprised that he was there.
" Michaela?" he said, knowing whatever cover he had going on was just blown.
" Yeah, it's me." she said, snuggling down into the couch, almost in preperation to have her heart broken. '
" Oh, I just didn't expect it to be you, not that it's a bad thing." he said, then smacking himself on the head. He didn't want to say that last part out loud.
" Listen, Terry before I chicken out I have something I have to tell you." she said, just wanting to get it out and over with.
" Yes," he said sitting down on the couch.
" I love you. I always have and I should have told you that sooner." she said. She closed her eyes and waited to hear him start laughing at any minuet. Terry just sat there in a state of shock.
" Dude, what's wrong?" Scott asked, seeing the look on his friend's face.
" I love you too Michaela." he said. Michaela sat straight up.
" Really?" she said, tears forming in her eyes.
" I'll be over in ten minuets." he said. He hung up the phone and walked to the door, stopping at the table to get his keys. He turned and looked at Scott.
" Remember those three words that I told you I was always waiting for her to say?" he said.
" Yeah." Scott said. puzzled.
" She just said them." He said walking out the door. Scott smiled then fliped on the TV.
Terry drove to the house and opened the door to find Michaela sitting on the stairs, waiting for him. The took eachother into a tight embrace and then she looked up and kissed him. He kissed back as he picked her up and carried her up the stairs to her bedroom, he guessed he'd just show her how much he loved her.
(Author's note: Yo, it's just about done. I know the last part may be a little breif, but use your imagination. :) ~R.G.~
" There's got to be something I can do." she said to Bruce Willis on the TV. Just then her phone fell off a nearbye coffee table. She looked up and then at the phone. "Okay, maybe I should call him. Fuck, I don't have his number. Scott would know it." she said. She picked up the phone and dialed Scott's number. She waited patiently as it wrung.
" Hello." the voice said at the other end. It was Terry.
" Terry?" she asked, surprised that he was there.
" Michaela?" he said, knowing whatever cover he had going on was just blown.
" Yeah, it's me." she said, snuggling down into the couch, almost in preperation to have her heart broken. '
" Oh, I just didn't expect it to be you, not that it's a bad thing." he said, then smacking himself on the head. He didn't want to say that last part out loud.
" Listen, Terry before I chicken out I have something I have to tell you." she said, just wanting to get it out and over with.
" Yes," he said sitting down on the couch.
" I love you. I always have and I should have told you that sooner." she said. She closed her eyes and waited to hear him start laughing at any minuet. Terry just sat there in a state of shock.
" Dude, what's wrong?" Scott asked, seeing the look on his friend's face.
" I love you too Michaela." he said. Michaela sat straight up.
" Really?" she said, tears forming in her eyes.
" I'll be over in ten minuets." he said. He hung up the phone and walked to the door, stopping at the table to get his keys. He turned and looked at Scott.
" Remember those three words that I told you I was always waiting for her to say?" he said.
" Yeah." Scott said. puzzled.
" She just said them." He said walking out the door. Scott smiled then fliped on the TV.
Terry drove to the house and opened the door to find Michaela sitting on the stairs, waiting for him. The took eachother into a tight embrace and then she looked up and kissed him. He kissed back as he picked her up and carried her up the stairs to her bedroom, he guessed he'd just show her how much he loved her.
(Author's note: Yo, it's just about done. I know the last part may be a little breif, but use your imagination. :) ~R.G.~
