When her aunt left, Isabella picked up the bag of clothes and went into the bathroom. It contained a towel, body wash, shampoo, a clean pink dress, and a change of intimates. The thought of her aunt bagging the latter made her kind of embarrassed. After some thought though, Isabella's mind let it rest, because she knew that her luggage didn't have anything too risqué. At any rate, she undressed, showered, and changed clothing. She was ready in about 20 minutes.

When she came out of the bathroom, Phineas was already awake, watching the television. He heard the bathroom door open, and looked towards her. "Took a shower, huh?"

She replied, arranging the dirty clothes into the bag. "Yeah, Aunt Rosa came by to drop off a change of clothes. I was feeling dirty anyways."

"Oh, she came by?"

"Yes, yes she did. She just came by to check on how you were doing, and we talked about…other things. But she told me that…"

Phineas interrupted her, "Wait, don't tell me that she walked in when we were…"

Isabella finished the sentence, "…when we were sleeping together? Yes, she did. But she didn't mind, she knew that there was nothing inappropriate going on."

He just chuckled. "Oh, that's a relief. That would have been so great. I get shot, and then I get my girlfriend's aunt mad at me. Wouldn't that be…" Phineas then realized what he had just said. Isabella stopped folding her clothes and looked at him, eyes wide.

Phineas let out an awkward chuckle. She asked softly, "What?"

He tried evading her question, "What?"

"What did you just call me?"

He wanted to cringe in embarrassment, but he found himself smiling like an idiot. "I called you my girlfriend. I didn't mean to, it just kind of slipped out. Sorry, I guess I got all caught up and…"

She cut him off, "Abupbup. Don't apologize Phineas. There's no need to."

His heart sank, "It's okay…If you don't feel the same way, then just…"

"No…I mean yes…I mean…" Isabella was confused as to what to say. She finally settled her thoughts. "That word…was the best thing you could have ever called me."

His heart rose to his throat again. "Really? I mean, it sort of slipped out. It was just that all this time, ever since we met, I had always felt so comfortable, so natural, so happy and alive around you. I have always admired you so much. I thought we were just very close friends, but it took this vacation for me to realize that this – what I feel – is more than a friendship." He paused and cleared his throat. "Isabella?"

She felt a smile creep onto her face. "Hmm?"

"I think that I love you."

Isabella grinned even wider, "Phineas…I want you to know one thing. I don't just think that I love you. I know that I love you. I have always known, ever since I first met you."

He stared at her, a twinkle in his gaze. "You loved me all this time?"

"Yes, yes I have. You always have made me so happy. I have always loved you for your view of the world. I admire how you can always make things interesting, despite how boring they are. Your optimism, your spirit, your inventiveness, your caring personality. It all just won me over." She looked at the guy in front of her. "So when did you start feeling the same way?"

Phineas thought. "I don't know. I guess it just had to happen. Back in Danville, I was always consumed in the projects and activities that we make. I had always recognized that you were very cute. But it took this vacation for me to realize how much I truly appreciate you. The first time that I recognized how deep I felt about you was probably the romantic dinner."

By this time, Isabella had walked across the room, taking a seat on Phineas' bed. He reached for her hand, continuing, "That night – was simply magical, no pun intended." He allowed her to giggle. "It was then when it struck me; she is just so beautiful, so sweet, she's my everything. I care about you a lot, Izzy. More than you know."

Isabella smiled, "I think that I know just how much." She started leaning in, but Phineas took the initiative first. He pulled her into a kiss. It was short, but felt like an eternity for the both of them. Phineas could've sworn that sparks flew. He felt his lips get tingly, as if they had electricity. They also tasted kind of fruity, from Isabella's lip gloss. His mind put the pieces together. So that's what made my lips so tingly. She had kissed me in my sleep. He looked at Isabella and smiled. "That's only a small slice of how much I care about you."

She giggled. "And this is how much I care about you." She pulled him into another kiss, this one longer. When they pulled apart, they held each other's gaze for an eternity.

Phineas finally found the strength to put together words, "Izzy, you were saying?"

Isabella thought for a while. "Oh yeah, I was about to say my aunt told me that there is a quinceñera next Saturday. It's my cousin Cynthia's 15th birthday."

Phineas chuckled, and rubbed behind his ear, internally nervous. "Izzy, do you mind if we could possibly go together. You know, as a date?"

She squealed with joy. "Of course Phin, I'd love to be your date." She pulled him into a hug. He kissed her cheek.

He clarified. "I don't want to ruin the moment, but I need some mental preparation. Even with all of the projects we have done, this is the first time that I have ever made a decision like this. I just want to be sure that I'm doing the right thing before I decide to make a move. In the event that we don't – make it – I don't want to break your heart. I could bear almost anything - but I couldn't live in a life without you and your friendship. Ever." Phineas sucked in a deep breath, trying to keep his emotions in check.

Isabella smiled and said, "Its okay, I understand. I feel the same way; I don't know if I would ever be able to carry on without you in my life. So take your time Phin, I'll be waiting."

He assured her, "Okay, I'll have an answer by the quince on Saturday. You can count on it." He kissed her on the hand. "Oh by the way, I don't want this conversation affecting how we see each other. Can we still be friends in the meantime?"

She giggled. "Of course Phin, you're always going to be my closest friend. Don't worry, I won't be creeped out or anything."

He just said, "Good." He took her into a hug, whispering in her ear, "I feel so honored to have met you." She smiled and said simply, "Same here."

Phineas just held her close for a while. Internally, he had already made his decision. He just looked out the hospital window, thinking; I love her so much. Saturday, I'm asking her to be my girlfriend.

I didn't necessarily like these parts, because I thought that they really weren't really my best work. At any rate, let me know what you think. Reviews are appreciated, but not expected.

Stick around for tomorrow's update. I think the story is in it's last few chapters, and should be completed by the middle of the month.