"Come in" Meagan said, somewhat reluctantly.
"Uhm thanks."Meagan scowled at the familiar voice. Andy. Yet when his apologetic appeared in the doorway, she couldn't help it when the scowl softened. She looked away. Meagan didn't want him to see her how her scowl softened, because she was still mad at him. She didn't even know why it had softened. All she knew was that she just couldn't be that mean to him.
"What do you want?" Meagan said, softer than intended.
"Look, I really wasn't thinking and it was really insensitive of me. But on the bright side I'm thinking now. Better late than never right?" He laughed at his own joke, but the laughter died in his throat. " I'm really sorry"
Meagan didn't respond, mostly because she didn't know what to say. He sounded sorry, and she did want to give him a chance. She wanted to forgive him, but she didn't want for him to think that he could just say sorry.
"I don't expect you to forgive me, but it would be nice."Andy said, almost pleading.
Meagan was silent. She looked up at him hovering in the doorway, his eyes full of hope, waiting for his answer. She really didn't know why he wanted her to forgive him; after all he did say it for a reason didn't he? Meagan knew people who made fun of people, and said sorry, but only because they didn't want to get in trouble or something. They only did it for themselves. Which made Meagan wonder, what was his?
"Okay" Meagan said, hoping she wouldn't regret it. Meagan was one of those people who always forgave people and gave people a chance, even if she waited for them to beg. She saw his face flood with relief, as a sound of joy escaped his lips.
Andy was so relieved and happy he had restrained himself from jumping, but not before he let out a whoop. He was glad he did, because this made Meagan smile. It was a small smile, but it lit up her face so beautifully, that he had to look away to keep from staring.
It made his heart feel funny. It was as if his heart was doing cartwheels, but he knew it wasn't possible. So what was that feeling? It was sort of happy, and...something else, something he couldn't exactly put a name on. Although he's certain he felt it before.
You like her! His inner voice said, in a sing-song voice.
No I'm just happy. Andy thought in his defence, even though he wasn't quite sure. Could he really like her? But he barely knew her. Isn't your inner voice part of you too? So what if he did like her? Not like anyone's going to make fun of him here. Except Meagan. He had to make sure she didn't know. Not yet, anyways. She just got to forgiving him, and was too close to not for her to find out anytime soon.