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As she walked along the sidewalk towards his apartment she inwardly chuckled to herself. I can't believe he still lives here, she thought, all this time has passed and he still lives in my old apartment. She wondered what it would feel like to walk through the door and see all of his stuff there. Letting her mind wander a little she wondered what it would have been like if she had stayed. Maybe it would have been their apartment, or maybe by now they would have had a house, been married with a couple of kids, a nice big backyard, maybe even a dog... "No Susan!" she chided herself. "Don't do this. You have no right to think about any of those things. You were the one who walked away. You were the one who ruined it" Before she realised it she was standing in front of his building. She stopped and took a deep breath before heading towards the door.
Mark had been pacing up and down in the sitting room since he had got home from work an hour ago. It felt as if he had been waiting for an eternity for her to arrive. "I've been waiting almost five years for this" He thought, "That is an eternity" He looked at the clock for the hundredth time. It said 7.22. She will be here any minute now. His nerves were starting to get to him again. He kept trying to remind himself that it was only Susan. It would be fine. Why was he getting himself into a state over dinner with Susan? She was his best friend. They had, had dinner together countless times so what was different about this time? "You love her you idiot, that's why you are so nervous" his mind screamed at him. Part of him still couldn't believe how intense his feelings for her were. He never expected to feel so strongly about her after so much time had passed.
He was startled from his thoughts by the sound of the buzzer. He quickly pushed the button to open the door. Seconds later he heard a soft chap at the door. He opened the door and was greeted by a sight that almost took his breath away.
She stood before him with her hair blonde hanging loosely over her shoulders, framing her face. The pale blue scarf she had wrapped round her neck complimented her emerald green eyes. He stood there dumbstruck. She looked at him expectantly.
"So are you gonna ask me in or are we just gonna stand here and freeze our asses off?"
"Oh yeah, uh come in" He stuttered.
He moved aside to let her in. She slowly stepped inside the apartment.
"Well this is definitely a blast from the past. I cannot believe you still actually live here!"
"Yeah well I couldn't bring myself to move" It was all I had left to you, he thought to himself.
"I like what you've done with place. "
She smiled as she took in her surroundings, he had obviously tidied up for her coming over because this certainly did not look like an average guy's messy apartment, but then again Mark was not an average guy. He was one of those guys who if you were lucky enough to get him you would be thanking whatever higher power existed everyday for bringing him into your life. She reminded herself for the millionth time what an idiot she was for leaving him.
"You are much better at housekeeping than I am. When I lived here the whole place looked like a bomb had hit it!"
"Aww come on, it wasn't that bad"
"Are you kidding me or do you have amnesia?! When I had little Suzie you couldn't walk from one room to the next without tripping over stuff"
"It was organised chaos."
"Yeah right!" She looked at him. "How do you that?"
"Do what" He asked.
"Always know exactly what to say"
He shrugged "It's a gift"
She laughed. This was going easier than she had thought it would. Although she knew they still had a difficult conversation to have.
As the silence settled between them he couldn't take his eyes off of her. He knew what was coming next, the conversation about why she left. He didn't really want to talk about it. It was in the past, he had moved on from the pain her departure had caused him. He just wanted to focus on the future, their future, he hoped. He was well aware that it was his lack of action that had led to her leaving. He knew that if he had told her how he felt sooner then she probably would have stayed. He was not about to make that mistake again. He had lost enough in the past by sitting on the sidelines and not taking chances. This time was going to be different. A tiny part of him was worried that perhaps he was not what she wanted anymore but he knew if she loved him half as much as he loved her then the time that had passed since they last saw each other would not have changed her feelings.
As she watched him she knew he was silently debating something. She decided it was time to give him an explanation for her actions five years ago.
"Mark I think we need to..."
As she started to speak his heart and his head screamed at him to do something. "Screw it" he thought. "Now or never, now or never" In three strides he was standing in front of her and before she had a chance to finish what she was about to say his lips crashed onto hers.