It took Miranda half a day to find Paolo's address and now she was knocking on his door. Miranda's butterflies increased as she heard footsteps from inside. The lock clicked and she came to face with Paolo.
Paolo was in jeans and a wide white T-shirt with an Italian logo on it.
"Mi" Miranda said sheepishly.
"Miranda?" Something like fear remotely crossed Paolo's features.
"Paolo I…I need to talk with you."
Paolo let her in quietly. "You flew all the way over here…why?"
"Paolo…I'll say it up front I…I'm pregnant."
Paolo started at her not wanting to believe what he knew was true. "And I need to know about this because…?"
"It's yours!" Miranda said slightly frustrated. She was so anxious about what he would say.
"It…no…you're lying."
"About being pregnant! Why would I come over here to lie about that huh?"
"I don't know!" Paolo exploded. This was way too much. What did she expect him to do.
"I'm almost a month pregnant and I can prove it too. It's yours too."
"Ok so even if it is so what am I suppose to do about it?"
"You tell me!" Miranda said now half sobbing. "I flew half way around the world to see you so we could decide this together but all you wanna do is get rid of me!"
Some how Paolo had taken her statement a little differently then he was suppose to. He opened his mouth to say something but then reconsidered and after a moments pause said in a shaky voice restrained to calmness "Why he hell do you people think you know so much about what I think and what I do?"
Miranda stared at him not comprehending what he was talking about. "Huh?"
"Miranda listen I don't…I don't know ok…I now I am the father of this baby but listen I didn't want it and you can't blame me for not using protection because you know I did.
"So now it's my fault that the condom broke?"
"I don't say that ok" Paolo said now getting annoyed at the stupid situation more then ever.
"What do you propose I do?"
"I don't know damn it get an abortion!"
"I can't do that I'm an anti abortionist. Getting an abortion is killing!"
"That's shallow."
"No proposing an abortion is shallow."
"I don't know the just give it up for adoption. Or are you an anti adoptionist as well?"
"Shut up this is serious!"
"You little bitch who are you telling to shut up?"
"What did you call me?" Miranda was shocked and taken aback.
Paolo stayed quiet realizing he had gone too far. He just opened the door for Miranda and Miranda walked out now looking hurt at being kicked out that way.
Back in the US Isabella awoke around nine in the morning to find that Gordo was gone. In his place there was a note. It read: This isn't right Isabella we should just forget about what happened. Gordo.
"Great" Isabella muttered "I fall asleep with a man and I wake up with a note."
Isabella slipped out of bed and pulled on her bathrobe. Why was she here? She couldn't really understand that. She knew she had come for Gordo but the last night when she got what she wanted she knew that it was wrong.
Sure Gordo was Smart and nice and had nice eyes but maybe there wasn't enough chemistry. He just wasn't right for her. She felt it. She thought that there might be only one man perfect for her but that was impossible. She didn't even know if she wanted it to be possible.
Ether way she knew one thing for sure. She was going back to Rome.
Isabella picked up the fphone and called Lizzie.
"Hello?" Lizzie answered the phone a bit sleepily.
"Lizzie this is Isabella.
"Oh hi."
"Listen um Lizzie I'm calling to say goodbye."
"Goodbye?"
"Yea I'm going back to Rome."
"Ok."
"You sound almost happy" Isabella said confused.
"Well what do you expect after you stole my date last night!"
:Lizzie I'm sorry but look umm you know how I came here because I liked Gordo…well me and Gordo got little close last night and I realized that it was just too weird and wasn't going to work out. So I'm going home."
"What do you mean a little close?"
"Well more like a lot."
"What do you mean?" Lizzie sounded concerned for some reason unknown to Isabella. Suddenly Lizzie asked" Sis you like sleep with him?"
"No…well…do you want the truth?"
"Like heck I do!" Lizzie cried into the receiver.
"Yea I had a sexual intercourse with him."
"Just say it Isabella" Lizzie said obviously distressed" You had sex with him…a one night stand!"
"Bye Lizzie" Isabella said and hung up. She felt a bit guilty but Lizzie would have to learn about life eventually. Besides it wasn't like Gordo was her boyfriend or she liked him in that special way.
Back in Rome…
Miranda wasn't sure how long she had been sitting on the edge of a fountain in some random park crying after her encounter with Paolo. It was getting dark and chilly. Suddenly she heard a soft voice say her name and looked up to see Paolo coming toward her. Miranda didn't say anything just wiped away the tears from her eyes and cheeks.
"Can I sit down?" Paolo asked her.
"Its your country."
Paolo smiled a bit at the remark as he sat down next to her. "Look" he started" I'm sorry about this after noon."
Miranda looked at him "Really?"
"Yea listen I just was so shocked I didn't expect this to happen. I mean what am I suppose to do? I live here and you live in the US. I mean…really Miranda I was just kind of…scared…I guess. I just am afraid that my life will be more then screwed up."
"I know what you mean" Miranda sighed. "I'm sorry I got so mad at you…I just…I mean I wished that you would care more then seemed to."
"Of course I care Miranda but this is just wrong that's all."
"Would you think it was wrong if we were together?"
Paolo was a little startled by the question but said" No as much though it would be an uncomfortable situation none the less."
"You…you wanna know another reason why I came here and why I care so much about all this…and the kid?"
"Why?" Paolo looked innocently interested.
"Because I…" Miranda suddenly realized what she was about to say and started stuttering but finally got her tong around the three magic words" I love you."
Paolo started at her and the casting his eyes down said" You don't mean that Miranda."
Miranda's hand was on his shoulder in a second. "Yes I really do" she said and kissed him softly on the lips.