Ok so I promised chapter 4 would be longer but I'd already wrote it so it's not that much longer than chapter 3 but I've only wrote 5 chapters so I promise chapter will be a lot longer. Enjoy...
Chapter 4
Mark stopped his car as he reached the bar. He got out and walked into Joe's where Alex's birthday party was in full swing. He saw Izzie sitting on a stool talking to Joe and he immediately went to her. She looked gorgeous. She wasn't wearing anything particularly exciting just some jeans and a black top but she stood out from the crowd and that was one of the things that Mark liked about her.
He walked up and took the empty seat beside her.
"That's not vodka you're drinking, is it?" he grinned. "And there was me thinking that you'd stripped the bar clear of that."
"Actually Mark it's water and if I remember correctly you were the one that drank most of the vodka, I drank the tequila."
"Ok then, if there's still alcohol left in this place let me buy you a drink? I would say vodka but you're probably never going to drink that again so I'm going to buy you a beer."
"I don't like beer." Izzie stated sipping her water.
"Everyone likes beer."
"No they don't."
"Ok they don't but you do."
"Ok I like beer but you're not buying me one because there is no way that I'm getting drunk again!"
Mark smirked at her, "how is one beer gonna get you drunk? Unless you're a lightweight."
"I am not a lightweight," an annoyed Izzie said. "It just so happens that the last two times I started off with one drink, I ended up completely pissed and sleeping with my best friend and having a sleepover in my boss' hotel room." Izzie smiled and finished off her glass of water. "And if you think that by calling me a lightweight I'll get mad and drink just to prove to you that I'm not one then you're sadly mistaken coz that's not what's going to happen."
Mark loved it when Izzie got worked up; it was part of what made her so sexy. "What is going to happen then?"
"Well what's going to happen is that I'm going to go and talk to Christina," she looked over to where Christina was sitting in the corner of the bar, "and then I'm going home." Mark smiled; "by myself" she added smiling back at him.
"Actually what's going to happen is tomorrow night, me and you are going out. On a date." As he was speaking he had gotten off his stool and he was now standing so close to Izzie that he could've counted every freckle on her face.
He leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the lips. "So I'll pick you up at 7," he said walking away. When he reached the door he turned around and shouted, "Oh and Stevens, be ready, I don't like to be kept waiting!"
Izzie touched her lips. Was he being serious? Did he actually want to go out with her or did he just want to use her for sex? She sat down next to Christina.
"So how's McSteamy?" Christina had obviously been watching Mark and Izzie from across the room.
"We're going out on a date tomorrow night."
"Really and you agreed to that?"
Izzie sighed, "No he kissed me and left before I could say a word."
"Yeah I seen that."
"Thought you might have. What should I do?"
Christina looked at Izzie like she was stupid. "Ehh, Izzie, it's McSteamy, if you don't go tomorrow night then you are an idiot and I will gladly take your place."
"Thanks Christina you've just made my problem so much better." Izzie's voice was dripping with sarcasm but she bit her lip when she realized Christina was serious.
"Really, you think that I should go? I mean what if all he wants is sex?"
"Even better!"
It was the morning after the party and Izzie was sitting in the kitchen with Alex.
"So I heard about your date with McSteamy tonight."
"We're not dating we're just going out for dinner or I actually have no idea what we're doing, probably just dinner." Izzie poured herself some cereal and looked up to find Alex watching her. "Alex don't give me that look."
"What look?" he said innocently.
"You know what I'm talking about and I know you think that I don't know what I'm doing but I do."
"Are you sure about that? He's an ass."
"Yeah to you, not to me. I seen another side of him the other night and if I want to go out with him then I'm going to go out with him."
"I just don't want you to get hurt,"
"Thanks Alex, but you don't need to worry about me, I'm fine besides if you don't stop going on about it I'll tell everyone about your secret lover."
"Talking about Addison are we?" Meredith asked walking into the room. Alex jumped as Meredith sat down at the table.
"Izzie! I can't believe you told her."
"Why not? You told everyone that Mark and I had sex."
"Well," Alex spluttered, "that was a completely different situation."
"Alex how was that a completely different situation?"
Alex didn't have an answer so instead he said to Meredith "Izzie's going on a date with Sloane tonight."
"Really," Meredith smiled, "good for you Iz."
Izzie smiled back at Meredith then she turned to Alex and mouthed the words 'Addison Montgomery'.
She threw another dress on the bed. Nothing was working for her. She had tried on 4 dresses, 5 skirts and 7 tops and yet not one of her outfits seemed right. Izzie picked up her favourite two dresses off the bed.
She needed some help.
"Meredith, can you come in here for a minute," she shouted.
Meredith opened the door, "Sure Iz, what is it?"
"I need help, like major help. I have my date in two hours and I can't decide what to wear. Blue or red?"
"Does it matter? You'll look hot in either one."
Izzie sighed, "Meredith it's a good job you don't date a lot, first dates matter. I have to have the right dress on so please will you just help me."
Meredith rolled her eyes, she didn't see what the big deal was but Izzie looked as if she was about to have a panic attack.
"Emm ok, the blue one looks cute but the red one's sexier."
"That's not helping!"
"Sorry, go with the red one, definitely the red."
Izzie smiled at her, "Ok, I'll wear the red."
"So I take it you're excited about your date then?"
"Yeah but I'm scared. This is the first date that I've been on since Denny and I feel like I'm betraying him somehow."
"Izzie, don't be silly. I know you miss him but you're not betraying him. You'll never forget about him and you will always love him and that's ok but you can also love other people. He wants you to be happy."
Izzie raised her eyebrows, "wants me to be happy."
"Wants, wanted same thing, I was never very good at English you know tenses past, future, present that sort of thing," she muttered shutting the door on her way out.
Izzie changed into the red dress and started on her hair. She held up the mass of curls in her hand. She had no idea what to do with it; sometimes her hair was so unmanageable. She straightened it only to change her mind and pick up her curling irons.
In the end, Izzie's hair was in loose curls and she was wearing the red dress with a pair of silver heels. Her face wasn't plastered in make up instead she only had on a light layer of foundation, mascara and lip gloss. Sometimes less was more.
You look at me
Curious what I'm made of
Sugar or steam
And what kind of man I love
What I believe
What I know and what I crave
All my pet peeves
Where I've shed and when I stain
Do you know
Cause I'm not here to be around
And be that girl that you forget about
Cause all I want is just to be a song
That you can feel longer than just right now
So come on baby let me be the girl
That you can count on to rock your world
And then you'll see there's so much than curves
And then you'll see that you and me belong
Do you know my vice
And how to get under my skin
Just what I like
And where I want you to begin
Do you know my middle name
And where I'm sensitive the most
That each night I pray
And do you think I fit that mold
Do you know
Cause I'm not here to be around
And be that girl that you forget about
Cause all I want is just to be a song
That you can feel longer than just right now
So come on baby let me be the girl
That you can count on to rock your world
And then you'll see there's so much than curves
And then you'll see that you and me belong
Aslyn – Be The Girl
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