The following week had been going smoothly; Mimi had kept her promise, the "relationship" had been going great, and Mark was getting closer to telling Maureen he truly did love her. But every time he had gathered up the courage to tell her, she just had to bring up Joanne.
One Saturday morning, Mark felt alone and puzzled. Roger was out of town with Mimi, Collins was teaching short-term back at NYU, and Benny, well Benny was still the idiot that he always had been. Mark sat on his bed, his sweats loose on his waist and his glasses off. He thought about calling Maureen, asking her to come over so they could talk, and it was extremely tempting.
He glanced at the phone every few minutes or so, deep in thought. He remembered the feeling of Maureen's lips pressed against his, caressing his until they broke apart for air. He remembered it clearly from the first night they had done so. Mark had felt a light-hearted surge when she had taken his hand in hers and stood on her toes a bit to kiss him. She had pulled away, a huge grin spreading across her face. She laughed at Mark's stupid expression.
He had never been kissed before, and having Maureen as a first was really more than he bargained for. That was probably his most prized memory yet. And yet, he had let Maureen slip from his grasp, and he would do his best to avoid that again, and try to turn this into a real relationship.
He picked up the phone and began to dial Maureen's number.
Back in Maureen's apartment, she began to ponder her mind about Mark, how her growing affections for him had bothered her. Mark was just so damn adorable, with his glasses hiding his soft eyes, and his ruffled blonde hair also gave him the geek chic type of look, but it didn't matter to Maureen- she liked him for who his was, although his looks were more attractive.
Maureen was still lying in bed, thinking about Mark. Everything seemed to be backfiring on her. She hadn't intended on falling in love with Mark when she should be trying to get Joanne back. Maureen felt tears forming in her eyes as she realized that for once, she was lost in love.
Suddenly, her thoughts were interrupted by the phone's ring. She hopped out of bed and ran to get it.
"Hello?" she spoke softly into the phone. She was slightly surprised to hear Mark's voice so early. "Hello?" he replied back. "Maureen?" he asked.
She smiled as if he could see her. "The one and only she whispered into the phone as she wiped the tears from her eyes. Mark thought of something to say. "Maureen- we need to discuss something." He said quietly, and Maureen felt her heart sink.
Déjà vu. It was happening all over again. He was about to dump her, and she felt as if she were about to burst out into a fit of uncontrollable sobs. "You're dumping me aren't you?" she asked just as softly as Mark did.
On the other side of the line, Mark gawked as he sat there on his bead. "Maureen, I didn't- what are you- how could you?" he stammered. He had so many questions about why she had thought of that so abruptly. But she was Maureen, and there was no telling which conclusions could be drawn in her head from a simple statement..
"Spare me Mark." She said fiercely, a sob escaping her lips. She could feel her body getting tense. The thought of Mark calling because of something else crossed Maureen's mind, but it never came out. "Mark forget it. I'm not in the mood, and don't want to hear it." She shouted into the receiver, and hen hung up.
On the other line, Mark blinked. That was fast, he thought. He then groaned in agony as he realized that this meant telling Maureen the truth.
Maureen then froze merely seconds after she hung up on Mark. Her eyes became misty again and she wanted to call an say she didn't mean those mean things. She longed to touch his pale skin, tell him she truly cared, and that it was more than act, but even she didn't know what was happening, let alone Mark.
She then began crying, the tears coming from no where. Maureen to run to Mark's door, begging him to let her in, but instead, Maureen fell asleep and wondered what her actions had done.
A/N: Okay you guys, I just want to let you guys I'm totally thankful or your reviews and constructive criticism. They've been helpful and I'm sorry if this chapter's so short! I intend on the next one being longer and soon. Thanks you guys!