Mary Jane sat downstairs in at the large table. She bit her lip, the morning's events still on her mind.
What was Peter thinking?!?
Mary Jane shook her head, feeling torn between her-
What is he now? My friend? Always. Lover?
She let her mind wander as she heard water from upstairs. Harry hadn't brought up the incident this morning, and she was grateful. She wasn't sure where her amotions were.
I hope its not awkward between us. The morning after.
With Peter, it'd never been like this. MJ felt a slight smile on her face.
We'd probally end up falling off his bed anyway. Not that Harry and I wouldn't have that problem- but… Not for the same reasons.
She heard the water shut off, and laid her hands out in front of her, resting her head casually on one side.
Any moment Harry'll come down and tell me he's sorry. I'm not sorry, am I?
The sound of loud bumping around upstairs made MJ curious. Harry was obviously rushing around, but for what?
Crap! He has a meeting or something, probally. Maybe I should leave, and let this blow over. Leave? That'd make him even more insecure.
MJ stood up, pacing. "Harry?" The sound of frantic running down the elaborate staircase.
"MJ?"
MJ heard him before she saw him, looking up the staircase. Harry rushed down, dressed in a black suit. He looked polished and ready for business. Then again- he always did.
"You're still here?" Harry asked, his voice filled with exuberance.
He doesn't sound angry. Or too upset.
"Is that okay? I didn't want to bother you, or get in the way. I know how you're busy and all, being the heir and all, so if"- MJ knew she was blabbering, and tried to ignore the nausea rising.
Why am I so nervous? He's just Harry.
Harry seemed amused by her rambling, and silenced her with a kiss. MJ stood there, shocked.
"Never too busy for you. Do you know how lonely it gets here?"
MJ felt a tinge of sadness for Harry.
"There's only so many times I can talk to myself." Harry laughed dryly. "It sort of one-way." MJ smiled sadly.
"That's over, Harry." Harry looked surprised. "What?"
"That's over. The loneliness, the helplessness! I felt it too, Harry. Even with Peter. He was so wrapped up with"- MJ stopped, she almost had spilled Peter's secret!
Harry frowned. "You're not angry or sorry?"
"I think this morning needs to be resolved with Peter. I still care about him, but not in the same way. I love you. When I first saw you at school, I could never erase that from my mind! I never let myself really realize what I truly felt. Maybe I was scared, I'd never experienced love like that. During our relationship, it seemed like we were being pulled in opposite directions. Now"-
MJ gulped, avoiding Harry's eyes. She HAD to tell him.
"Now I realize I made a mistake. I'm so sorry for hurting you. I was scared, and with Peter I felt at ease."
Harry stiffened, Now she'll tell me it was great, but I'm not in love with you.
Oh no! He doesn't feel the same way? He's stiffening…
"Too at ease. He was a buddy, a friend. The guy I had heart- to-heart chats with. Your money, other things, overwhelmed me. Now I see what I'd been trying to shove down, hide. 'Cause if I let it in? I'd be hurt again. Beat again. My father showed me what happened if you let emotions rule you. I made the mistake of listening, of shoving! If you'd gotten away"-
A sob caught in Mary Jane's throat.
Harry opened his mouth, trying to find the words to say.
Here goes nothing.
"Harry, I love you. I love you! It feels so good to say it! I'd always thought it, now you should know. I have always loved you!"
Harry didn't move, his eyes glistening.
I'd never heard those words before, Harry realized.
"I love you too, MJ."
MJ cried, Harry joining her, wrapping themselves in each other's arms. It felt right- whole.
For once I'm whole.
For once I'm loved.
Harry kissed her tear stained nose.
"What do we do with Peter?"
A/N: Thanks for all the reviews, favs, and alerts! Love you guys! Tell me what you think, last chapter was a format mess, but this I think is better. Wasn't that cute? Or too mushy? Tell me!