Admitting True Feelings

"What the hell is going on here!" Meghan said, entering the kitchen. It was a mess. Mayonnaise spilled all over the floor, and Kitty, Bobby, and Peter were wrecking havoc.

"We're just warming our stomach up. Want some!" Peter said, offering the carton of milk he just drank from.

"This is NOT some house party! This is an Institute! Where are your manners!" Meghan exclaimed.

"Relax! We'll clean up once we're done!" Bobby said, munching a sandwich.

"Relax? What if Storm found out! Oh no! Storm! Oh god oh god oh god!" Meghan said, bringing one of the kitchen chairs to her, and sitting down. She was clearly panicking.

"What going on— what have you done here?" Hank said, entering the kitchen. "Are you ok, Meghan?"

"No, because if Storm gets back, and she finds me and them here, she thinks I'm part of this fiesta!" Meghan said, getting up and grabbing Hank by the collar.

"Calm down, Meghan. I thought I saw Storm coming in by the door, she just came back from getting some stuff, and while there's still time, you can make a run for it." Hank said, making Meghan release him and sigh in relief. She thanked him and went off. "As for you three, you'd better get to work, while I explain all of this, to Storm."

"Oh, man! We're in for it now!" Bobby said, sighing.

"Hi, Storm!" Meghan said, as Storm entered the Institute.

"Hey! What brings you out here?" Ororo said.

"Oh, just wanted to take a stroll around the Institute. Not a problem, right?" Meghan said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Nope, not at all." Ororo said, heading towards the kitchen.

Well, at least I'm outta there! Meghan said, sighing. She walked back upstairs, and into her room. She didn't expect to fins any gifts there, but, she did. And what do we have here… a bouquet of… roses! Meghan though to her self as she picked it up. No sender or what-so-ever. Who could have sent this to her! She shrugged and decided to let it be for awhile. She was dead tired. She fell onto her bed.

It's now or never… I have to do it! I can't keep my feelings bottled up! I'm going to explode one day because of this! Warren thought to himself, as he walked down the hallway to Meghan's room. The door was ajar, and no one was in sight. Phew, at least no one's here to see this! Warren said, placing a bouquet of roses on Meghan's bed. He decided to keep the roses anonymous, for now.

He left the room, closing the door. He could her footsteps coming.

Must be Meghan… Warren said, quickly walking away.

"Wake up!" Kitty said, shaking Meghan awake. Meghan groaned and put a pillow over her head.

"5 more minutes, please!"

"No! We're going to be late for dinner! Now hurry up before I throw a bucket of water over your head!" Kitty said.

"Ok, ok! I'm getting up! Jeez!" Meghan said, getting up. "Oh, yeah! So what did Storm say to you guys!" Meghan said, suddenly remembering the incident.

"I don't want to talk about it. Meet me downstairs, kays?" Kitty said, leaving the room. Meghan got changed, with the first shirt and pants she could find. She left the room, when she heard a voice.

"So, did you get them?" Meghan turned around. It was Warren.

"So, you're the one who sent me those roses!" Meghan said, questioningly.

"Let's take a walk, shall we?" Warren said, leading Meghan away. The walked and talked for abit, until they reached the balcony.

"So, since we're here, did you send me those roses?" Meghan said.

"Maybe."

"Come on, Warren! Be serious! You dragged me all the way out here, for what, joking around!"

"Alright, alright! I sent them!" Warren said.

"Why!" Meghan asked, her voice slightly raising.

"Because…" Warren breathed deeply. It was now or never. "Because I…" He could make the words. "I… ARGH! WHAT THE HELL!" Warren exclaimed, grabbing Meghan and pushing her towards him, bringing his lips to hers.

Meghan was shocked, completely, shocked, too shocked to react. Warren pulled away, from the kiss.

"What I meant to say is… Meghan Rowana Lee… I love you." Warren said, looking deeply into her eyes. After all this while, after his high school life, he finally admitted his feelings for her.

Meghan, too, kept this secret, longer than him. She didn't know whether she should tell him now, or later. But it would be unfair to do so later, right?

"Warren Worthington the Third…" She said. "I… I love you too."