And now because I'm bored and my sister is hogging the bathroom, you get another chapter. So… yeah. Here we go! "Off to Never Land!" Haha. Not really. But I'm obsessed with Peter Pan. And I've only recently seen the joy and amazingness that is Speiling Peter Pan on YouTube. I want to see that boy in person. Haha. Wow, that ranted more than I thought it would. …

Isabella's POV

So Phineas and I were back in the City of Love. Why? Did he want to break my heart a little more by reminding me of how he ignored me earlier that summer? We walked around Paris until we found a café with the most adorable pink awnings. Something seemed familiar about them.

As we walked up to the windows of the café Phineas peered inside. "I'm hungry. Do you want to get a crème sucré or something?"

I just shook my head. I wasn't going to be reminded of how much and I tried and failed on our longest day ever. So he just shrugged and walked on. We walked all the way over to the Eifel Tower. One lady said we looked very cute and gave Phineas a free rose.

We stood directly under the Tower as he sniffed the rose happily. I don't see why he didn't do that with me. Suddenly surprising me a little bit he stuck the rose (it was dethorned) gently behind my ear.

"It looks good there," he noted. I felt like he was studying me or trying to create a painting rather than looking at my actual beauty. But I guess that's just the way Phineas was. He wasn't a romantic type person. That was just his nature. He may have known romance with Mishti and Baljeet but that was a completely different story where he ignored me most of the day.

Eventually we found ourselves at the window of yet another café. Food really seemed to be on Phineas's mind right now. "Want a crème brulé?" he asked me. I shook my head again. I can't believe he was thinking about food.

We kept walking and walked past a fountain where a bunch of couples were being all cute. I was really jealous. Phineas sat on the edge of the fountain and stared sadly into the water.

"What's the matter Phineas?" I asked. "Did you not find the thing that you forgot?" My words came out a little harsher than I had planned them to and by the look on his face you'd have guessed that I just slapped him.

"I'm really trying Isabella," he said. "It's just not an easy thing to find. I mean where do you start looking, you know?"

I sighed. If there's one thing I knew about loving Phineas it was that helping him was a great way to start. "Okay Phineas, what was it that you came here to look for?"

Without warning Phineas grabbed my hands and looked directly into my eyes. His blue seemed to penetrate right into my soul. He had never looked at me that directly before. He leaned in so that the tip of his triangle nose was touching mine. "I'm trying Isabella," he said again. "I may be only ten and so that could be part of the problem but it seems to me that trying to find love is one of the hardest things to find, especially after you've so stupidly thrown it away. I mean, it's not something you can just go back to. You can't just say 'hey let's throw away the last month and pretend I never ignored you'. And you especially can't go back a week to where everything came out. But then if you could then maybe this wouldn't be so hard for me. I guess that's it. The fact that you can't remember is proof that I don't deserve it. I don't deserve you Isabella." He sighed heavily and turned away. "I'll take you home now if you want."

It took me a moment for my thoughts to catch up to what Phineas had said. By that point he was already off of the fountain and offering a hand to help me down. As we started to walk my voice found its way out. "Um, Phineas?"

He nodded a bit, acknowledging that he'd heard me.

"What happened a week ago?" I asked. "I sort of can't think of what we did at all."

Phineas sighed. "I can't tell you Isabella."

"You can't or you won't?" I asked angrily.

"I can't," he said, gripping my hand a little tighter. "I wish you would just remember. Please Isabella, think hard. What was it that made me remember?" They started pounding his head with his free hand. "That's it!"

"What's it?" I asked, unsure of whether I really wanted to hear the answer or not.

He smiled widely at me. "I saw something that I had seen that day. It hit a nerve memory and then I remembered. It was like something snapped within me."

"So what did I see that day that would make me remember?" I asked him since he seemed to be the one that had all of the answers right now.

He looked at me and sighed. He knew. Oh yes he knew. But he wouldn't tell me. I had a feeling this time was wouldn't and not couldn't. As we got to the flying car he opened my door for me but I didn't get it. I stood there looking at him. Every bit of him dragged me in; his orange stripped shirt, his blue shorts and the shoes to match, the way his red hair stuck out just right, even the abnormal shape to his head. Phineas Flynn was practically perfect in every way, just like Mary Poppins. I continued to look at him for a moment before saying anything.

"We're… best friends, right?" I asked wearily. I knew from what I'd heard that the friend zone was hard to get out of, whatever that meant. I just knew that as long as Phineas was in my life I was happy.

"Sure," he said, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

I grabbed his hand to stop the incessant motion. "Then you can tell me anything," I said looking into his big blue eyes.

He looked away in an instant, panging my heart just a bit. His eyes closed tight with concentration as he spoke. "I just don't know what to say."

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