Phil looked up from the bench and saw Samantha watching him through his blurry eyes. She disappeared and he looked at the ground again. Why did he try and kiss her? He asked himself. He had really messed up and her words had really hit home. He had no one, Cindy and Kate both hated him and didn't even want to speak to him. Sam was the only person left but now he felt as if he had lost her too.
Phil's first proper girlfriend was Cindy. They had dated on and off since they were 14. One point when they had been off, he had got together with Sophie. Sophie was quiet and shy to everyone else but she was flirtacious, fun and a bit of an animal when she was with him. This was how he always imagined Samantha to be. She was a different person when she was with him, she was fun and flirtacious, especially when she was drunk, although that didn't happen very often. The only time she would be drunk was if he influenced her, buying her drinks that she couldn't refuse.
The last time they had had a 'team de-briefing' at the pub, he had finally cracked her sober exterior. She had sat on him for most of the evening, glaring at any other woman who came near. He laughed to himself at how jealous she had been when Jo asked him for a dance. People had teased her so much the next day, he thought it had been quite funny but it was obvious that she was more than a little embarressed. She liked to keep her private life, private.
And then she had cried because Jo had made a smart comment about her being attracted to lowlife scumbags. Although Sam only admitted it while she were drunk, she knew deep down that she did attract them.
Phil's mind drifted to earlier on again, when he tried to kiss her. He wished that he hadn't sounded so arrogant when he was telling her what feelings she felt for him. He had totally given her the wrong impression, again.
He walked back into the station, it had begun to rain again. He made his way up to CID and sat down at his desk. He wasn't sure how he was supposed to act with her anymore. Since what had happened earlier, he didn't know what she was feeling. Would she ignore him or would she pretend that it never happened? He didn't know which one he would prefer anyway.
He sat half heartedly trying to catch up with some long overdue paperwork. Sam was stood flicking through a textbook, before sitting down again and carrying on writing. He was alarmed when a piece of paper came flying at him, shaped like an aeroplane. Phil looked up and saw her smirk disappear as she looked down again. He opened up the aeroplane and read the message.'Sorry about earlier. I didn't mean to be so harsh. Hope you'll let me make it up to you?' He smiled, writing a message at the bottom before sending it back. Sam opened the paper up 'You're gonna have to do a lot of making up!' She smiled, scrawling a message back. 'Where do you want me to start?' He smirked, thinking up loads of things that he could make her do ... He was brought to his senses when he saw Sam walking towards him through the drizzle.
She sat down beside him without looking at him, as if they were strangers. She looked at him.
"I'm sorry for how I reacted earlier." She admitted. He looked at her, forgiving her in an instance, not that there was much to forgive, she hadn't really done anything wrong.
"You haven't got anything to be sorry for! I'm sorry though! I shouldn't have said those things, I acted a total idiot!"
"I didn't mean those things that I said!" She admitted after a few moments of silence.
"You're right though. I have made a mess of everything!" She saw the tears in his eyes again. Before she knew what she was doing, she put her arms around him, comforting him.
He froze as her arms slid around him but relaxed when he felt how warm she was. He rested his head on her shoulder, smelling her hair. He turned his head slightly, burying it into her neck, smelling her perfume. He stay in her arms for a few minutes, before the rain got heavier and they seeked shelter inside the station.
They sat talking about a case for a bit before they both decided to go home. They walked out together, he watched her walk towards her car. Watching, thinking, dreaming ...
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