When Michael put his phone in his back pocket after Nellie covered his eyes, he didn't realize that he accidentally called Blake again. This time Blake answered, but all Blake could hear was the muffled sound of music. Blake has been butt dialed before, and he has been guilty of doing it too. He stayed on the line eventually the music got softer, and then he heard a ding that sounded like an elevator had just arrived. A few minutes later he heard Michael and Nellie talking.

Every word they spoke was perfectly picked up by Michael's phone, because they were on a quite roof with great reception. Blake just listened, his heart was beating with every word Nellie spoke. He wanted to hold Nellie to comfort her. But he knew that Michael was the only person that could comfort her because Michael was the one Nellie loved.

Blake kept listening as Nellie spoke but once she stopped, Blake's heart stopped too. He held his breath, waiting for the next word to come out of Nellie's mouth, or Michael's mouth. But no words were song, which only meant that Michael and Nellie's lips were busy doing something else, something that didn't require talking because this action spoke louder than words. The quiet scared Blake because it screamed the truth. The truth was that Michael and Nellie were kissing, and he didn't need to see with his own eyes to know this. He just knew.

Blake at this point knew Michael and Nellie were together and that they had kissed at least two times. Blake felt alone, he wanted to be with Michael and Nellie. He loved them both, but he didn't know who he loved more. No, he did know, he loved Nellie more, but Nellie did not love him back. Blake had a chance to be with Nellie but she chose Michael. Michael had chosen Blake because Nellie was no longer in the competition, and when she was in the competition she avoided him. But now Nellie has gotten the courage to tell Michael how she feels.

Does Michael feel the same about Nellie? Blake wondered. Why wouldn't he, Nellie is a special girl. Blake would understand if Michael had feeling for Nellie because he did too.

Blake was lost in thought when he heard Michael's voice.

"Hello"

Michael's voice entered his ear canal and made its way down to his heart, where it cut him deep, and left a wound that was now bleeding love.

"Michael, I know about the kiss" Blake said as a single tear crawled out of him, he was trying so hard to keep his voice under control, so to not let Michael hear how awful he felt inside.

"Blake, I'm sorry it just happened" Michael said also trying to keep his voice under control, but he wasn't as good as Blake, Blake could hear the confusion in Michael's voice. The same confusion he felt when Michael kissed him for the first time.

"Michael, don't worry about it, Nellie really cares about you, give her a chance." Blake's voice cracked as he said "chance" so he pulled the phone away from his mouth and covered it with both his hands as to prevent Michael from hearing him, he let out a sob as more tears crawled out of him.

"Blake are you okay?" Michael asked. But he already knew the answer to his question, he felt awful that Blake was all alone in that big room. He wanted to hold him, to feel him, to kiss him.

"I'm fine" Blake said in his most convincing voice. Another tear broke free, his heart was pounding and his mouth was getting dryer.

"Give Nellie a chance, she really cares about you, if it doesn't work out, I'll be waiting." Blake added.

"Blake..." Michael started but was cut off by Blake.

"You're my best friend, as long as you're happy I'll be happy." Blake said.

Michael knew that there really was something between him and Nellie, he just needed time to figure out what that something was. He decided to give Nellie a chance, since he was going to meet up with her soon.

"Okay Blake, I'll see you soon, good luck tomorrow. Michael said.

"Thanks, good night" Blake said, again wishing he had said the three words he really wanted to say.

"Good night" Michael said and then he ended the call.

When the wireless connection between them was broken Blake felt alone again. His tears were still fighting to get out so he decided to let them out, he set them free just like he did with Michael and Nellie. He cried himself to sleep in hopes that tomorrow he would feel a lot better.

Michael was still in his room, still in his wet boxers and still thinking about Blake. How did things get so complicated? He asked himself. Love and math are a lot alike, you must look at the problem first, identify the variables and try out different methods until you solve the problem. If you do it right you will end up with the right answer, if not then you will get the wrong one. Michael had to make a choice but he couldn't make one without giving Nellie a chance first. So he decided to listen to Blake and do just that.

He heard a knock on the door, he walked over to the door to see through the peep hole who it was. To his surprise it was Charlie. He opened the door. Charlie was dripping wet just as he was when he was with Nellie.

"Rain got you too?" Michael asked.

Charlie stepped closer to Michael leaned in close to him, Charlie's face was only a few inches away from Michael's face when he said,

"I really miss her." Then he started to cry.

Michael could smell the alcohol Charlie exhaled. Charlie was crying, he was wet and he was drunk.

"I'm sorry to bother you Michael but I lost the key to my room and I don't wanna be alone." Charlie said still crying.

Michael opened the door wider so Charlie could come in, but he was so drunk the he could barely walk. Michael helped him in and sat him on a chair nearby. Rain water was dripping from Charlie's hair and clothes. Michael handed him a towel to dry off but Charlie was having a hard time drying himself off.

Michael grabbed another towel and helped Charlie dry off but it was no use, he was soaking wet and was now starting to shiver. Michael pulled off Charlie's wet shirt, shoes and pants. He then carried him over to the bed laid him down and covered him with the bed covers. Charlie fell asleep almost instantly.

Michael still had to go meet Nellie at the wedding party, so he changed, turned Charlie on his side and headed downstairs to the wedding. Nellie was waiting for Michael outside.

"For a second there I thought you weren't coming" Nellie said as Michael walked up to her.

Michael smiled, looked at Nellie, thought of Blake and then he took Nellie's hand and walked her into the wedding party. The other contenders were gone, most of the guest were gone, even the bride and groom were gone. But music was still playing so Michael and Nellie danced.

They kept on dancing until the music stopped and they were the last two people in the room. They didn't speak, their eyes did all the talking. Michael kissed her, she let him. Their kiss was interrupted by a hotel staff member who told them they had to leave the room. They did, they took the elevator up to their floor, and then Michael walked Nellie to her room.

"I had a great time with you tonight" Nellie said.

"Me too" Michael said back.

Michael couldn't explain it but he did feel something for Nellie. It wasn't as strong as what he felt for Blake, but it was strong.

Michael kissed Nellie good night, turned to leave then a gentle hand grabbed his, stopping him from walking away.

"Stay with me." Nellie whispered. But this time Michael heard her loud and clear.

Michael remembered that Charlie was passed out drunk in his bed and how Blake had told him to give Nellie a chance. Now she was asking him to stay. Michael couldn't help but wonder if this was fates way of telling him that he and Nellie belonged together.

Michael turned to face Nellie, he kissed her, guided her into the room, and turned off the lights as the door slowly closed behind them.