A/N: Once more, bored in class... I know it's short, but I can't help it! This was a challenge I gave myself: make a story with a romance where it could be any boy or girl in CSI... be sure to tell me how I did! Just insert the faces of your favorite couple and read away!
Unavoidable
By CSIslave
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I don't know why people do these things, but here I am, a bouquet of flowers in my hand and a heart ready to break at a single sign of rejection or dismissal. I don't know why I never told her how I feel before. I thought that every time she smiled at me I'd break down and tell her, but I've kept it in for six years now, and if I don't tell her soon, I'll go crazy. Steeling myself, I knock on the door. I feel like a gun is being held to my back, a great persuasion to go through with it. Normally, I'd have the person holding the gun arrested, but in this case, it's my own heart making me tell her. She opens the door, rubbing sleep from her gorgeous eyes. When she opens them, they rest on my face for a minute, then trail down to the flowers in my hand. Her look turns to one of shock. Feeling awkward, I clear my throat.
"I know this is kind of weird, but… can I come in and talk to you?" She nods, speechless, and stands to one side, admitting me to the living room. I walk in nervously, staring at my feet as they guide me to her couch. I sit down on it, my leg bouncing up and down nervously. She comes and sits next me. She seems to have snapped herself out of her trance, because now she is smiling. I can't help but notice that the sits with her legs towards mine, making our knees touch lightly. I want to take her in my arms and kiss her right now, but I have to find out if she feels the same way.
"I don't know if it's been obvious from day one or if you've never noticed at all, but since I met you… I've been in love with you." That sounds like such a cliché… why can't I think of something smart to say? "It's been killing me not to know if you feel the same way, so before I go crazy… do you feel like I do?" My heart is pounding wildly in my chest. If she turns me down, I don't know how I'll be able to face her at work each day, with her knowing how I feel while her heart is empty of love for me. Her eyes are so deep: she seems to be thinking. I can't help but hold my breath. Then her lips tremble and tears begin to slide down her face. Shocked, I automatically reach up and wipe them away.
"What's wrong?" I whisper, trying not to upset her further.
"I…" she wipes a tear away.
"I feel the same way." A smile crosses her beautiful face. I throw the flowers to the table and wrap my arms around her. She completes my thoughts and kisses me fiercely. The feelings going through me now are unbelievable: I don't know how I kept my secret for six years. She pulls away, laughing happily. Just the sound of her laughter makes me start to laugh as well. I can't believe we both concealed it for years, denying ourselves the bliss we both feel now. I should have known from the start; this love? All along, it was unavoidable.