A/N: Thank you for all the reviews. I am enjoying reading them, and I am ALSO enjoying writing this story! It's really fun, actually, and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. SO KEEP REVIEWING! I'm also happy to be having more of a Teddy-centric storyline going, because I LOVE Teddy! Haha.

Chapter Fifteen: I Want to Be That Guy

Teddy had been confused all weekend. Confused about her feelings, every single one of her feelings. Because, she knew she had feelings for Owen. She was in love with Owen, and she knew that she was. But, these new feelings that were beginning to push themselves to the surface were scaring the hell out of her, mainly because she couldn't identify them like she could identify the feelings she had for Owen. Addison was a lovely girl. She was funny, and fun to be around, and the most gorgeous girl that Teddy had ever laid her eyes on. But why was she thinking so much on that? Before the night at Mark's house, Teddy thought of Addison as a good friend. But now? She didn't know what she was feeling…

"Arizona," Teddy said, seeing the blonde senior enter the girl's restroom.

"Hi Teddy," she flashed a dimpled smile in Teddy's direction before walking over to the mirror to check her appearance.

"You'd say we're… friends… right?" Teddy hesitated.

Arizona's blue eyes narrowed and she looked at the other blonde, "Yeah… I'd say we're friends," she answered, wondering what Teddy was getting at.

"Good enough friends that I can ask you a personal question?" Teddy asked, timid about the question she wanted to ask her.

Arizona cocked an eyebrow, a little afraid to give her permission to ask the question because it seemed like something awkward, "Um…" she paused before nodding her head, "Sure."

Teddy opened her mouth, pondering once more whether she should ask or not, "When did you first realize you were… a lesbian?"

Arizona lifted her eyebrows, a little relieved that she didn't find the question awkward at all, "Oh, um… well, I've never been attracted to a boy, so…"

"You've never had a boyfriend?"

Arizona shook her head, a curious frown appearing on her face, "Why?"

Teddy all of the sudden became nervous and she wanted to leave and hide her face from everyone, "Nevermind. Forget I asked anything," she said, starting for the bathroom door but Arizona grabbed a hold of her arm putting two and two together with a shocked, yet pleased, expression on her face.

"Oh my Gosh, you're attracted to a girl aren't you?" A smile was present on her face and her eyebrows lifted.

Teddy's eyes widened at how quickly Arizona hit the nail on the head. She bent down and looked in the stalls to make sure no one was in the room. She didn't need that getting out just yet, "How did you know?" She asked, looking down slightly at Arizona once more.

"Because I'm amazing," Arizona smirked, "Who is it?" She asked curiously, wanting to know who she was crushing on.

Teddy was silent for a moment, positive she just blushed at the image of the gorgeous redhead in her mind, "Addison Montgomery."

"Oooh," Arizona nodded and smiled a satisfied smile, "You've got good taste. Addison is pretty sexy." Teddy let out a nervous chuckle and nodded in agreement. She didn't know what else to say, and Arizona could tell she was beginning to feel a little awkward, "Well, you can always come to me if you need help with this whole situation. This is my area of expertise," she smirked with a wink before leaving the restroom.

"Addison," Callie said her best friend's name with a large grin on her face, sitting down in front of the redhead at one of the lunch tables, "You'll never guess what I heard," the smirk played at her lips and she looked directly into Addison's eyes.

"What?" She asked curiously, taking a grape from Callie's tray and popping it into her mouth.

"I heard you kissed a girl."

A scoff pushed past Addison's lips and she rolled her eyes, "Mark told you that, didn't he?"

Callie nodded her head with a soft chuckle.

"God, that boy. He made a big deal about me not telling anyone if he kissed Derek and then he goes and blabs about me kissing Teddy."

"Whoa… Mark kissed Derek?" Callie's smirk instantly faded and a shocked expression took it's place.

"No," Addison shook her head, stealing another one of Callie's grapes, "we dared him to, but he didn't do it. He was too chicken," a smirk spread on Addison's face as she took yet another grape, and Callie let out a groan.

"Addie, this is my food. If you want grapes, you can go stand in the line like I did."

Addison glanced back at the two long lines and she shook her head, "No, it's too long," she said, reaching for Callie's tray once more, but her hand instantly stopped when her green eyes spotted Teddy enter the cafeteria at the other side of the room.

Callie noticed her hand hover over her tray, then she picked up on the way Addison's eyes followed Teddy's figure for a moment. "Oh. My. God," Callie's words took Addison out of the trance she seemed to be in, and she looked at the Latina, "What?"

"You felt something?" An open mouthed smirk formed on Callie's face and Addison rolled her eyes, letting out a scoff.

"Whatever."

"No, you did. You did. I seen the way you were just looking at her."

"I did not," Addison continued to deny the truth. Honestly, she wasn't denying it. She just didn't know if it was the truth yet.

"You don't gotta lie to kick it, Addie," Callie said, popping a grape into her mouth with a smug look on her face.

Alex didn't go to school that morning. He pretended like he was sick just until his foster parents went to work, and that was when he took a shower, got dressed, and left his house. He knew Izzie would still be on bed rest, the doctor said at least three weeks. He wasn't sure of what he would say to Izzie when he got there, he just knew he wanted to see her.

Once he made it to the trailer park, he parked his car across the street from Izzie's trailer. Building up the courage to knock on her door, he let out a breath. Why was he even there? What was he gonna say? She seemed to have her mind made up the last time they talked, and he hadn't really done anything to make her change her mind. He felt really, really dumb and pointless now. But it was too late. He already knocked on the door…

He seen the redhead answer the door, and her smile faded upon seeing him, and her eyes narrowed, "What are you doin' here?"

"Mrs. Stevens," He tried his best to put on a polite smile, "I'm here to see Izzie."

"She needs her rest, how 'bout you come back at another time-"

"Momma," Izzie's voice was then heard and she appeared behind the redheaded woman, "it's okay."

With a nod, her mother gave her a look that said she disapproved, but she let her daughter go anyway, "Fine. But don't keep her too long, Alex. She's supposed to be in bed, you know what the doctor said, Cricket."

"Yes mom, I know what the doctor said," Izzie sighed with a slight roll of her eyes.

Her mother left the room and Izzie joined Alex outside of the trailer, shutting the door behind her. "So, what are you doing here?" She asked.

Alex wished he knew the answer to that question. He groaned with a deep sigh and sat down on the front steps, running a hand over his head and he shrugged, "I don't even know."

"Well, what do you want?" She asked, looking down at him with a confused expression on her face.

Alex knew what he wanted. He wanted Izzie. He hated himself for what he had done to her when they were together, and all he wanted to do was make it up to her. He'd make it up to her in any way possible if it meant he could have her again. And he knew he would never fuck up like he did before, because he loved her too much. That was what he needed to say, but he couldn't bring himself to say it. It would make him feel way too exposed and open. He hated feeling that way. And if Izzie shot him down again? That would make him feel so much worse.

"People keep tellin' me that I can't be that guy," He muttered, scowling down at the dirt, "I can't be the guy to help someone that I care about. People think I don't have feelings, and that I'm nothin' but an ass. People don't think I am capable of loving someone."

Izzie listened to his words, taking a seat on the steps beside him. He glanced over at her for a moment before looking back down at the dirt once again, "And I used to believe them. I let them get to me, and I… just became everything they said I was," he sighed, feeling Izzie's hand on his back. The contact made him shiver slightly, and he locked eyes with her, "but I don't wanna be like that anymore, Iz."

She could have sworn she seen his eyes begin to water, and she looked deeply at him, his words slowly starting to melt her. He picked up on the vibe she was giving off, and he thought - fuck it. He was going to spill out his true feelings. So what if it made him exposed and vulnerable. She needed to hear what he had to say, whether she wanted to or not.

"I want to be that guy who can help somebody he cares about. Because I have feelings, and I am capable of loving someone. Iz," he paused, his watery eyes filling up enough to where a tear finally fell over the rim and down his cheek, "you wanna know how I know that I love you?" now his voice was cracking, and tears began to form in her eyes. His words and his emotions were touching her heart in a way she had never been touched before. "I know that I love you because it hurts - it's an actual, physical pain - every time I see you. I know that I love you because when I look at Addison, all I feel is regret for what I did you. And I know that I love you because I'm willing to give up everything to help you," she turned slightly to face her, placing a gentle hand over her stomach, "and I don't want you to have an abortion. Because, damn it, I freakin' love you and I want to help you raise this kid. I can be good for you, better than I was before. And I won't ever hurt you again. I promise, I won't ever hurt you again," he was on the brink of sobbing, and Izzie felt a painful lump in her throat as she held back her own sobs.

"Alex," she breathed, realizing if she said anything else she could break down. So, she opened her arm for him and he leaned into her, wrapping his arms her. She wrapped her arm around his neck as the other in the sling pressed against his torso and felt his tears on her collarbone. She had never seen this side to him before, and it completely took her breath away. He melted her, and it felt so good to know that he cared so much, "I love you too."

Once school was over, Meredith found Owen sulking outside on the side of the school building. She felt bad. Because she knew that Cristina was miserable - from the break up and from what Owen did to her that night at the movie theaters - but she also felt bad for Owen. He was obviously miserable too. She just wanted her best friend to be happy again. She already had a near death experience, she deserved some happiness, not heartache.

"I don't like you very much, you know?" Meredith told him, standing from the sidewalk.

He didn't even know she had been standing there and he sat in the grass. He just looked at her, wondering why she was telling him this. He had nothing to say. He just looked at her with a blank expression.

"But Cristina does," Meredith continued, walking into the grass and approaching Owen, "And I like Cristina. No… actually, I love Cristina. And when she's unhappy, it makes me unhappy." She stood only a few feet away from him, looking down at him.

"She broke up with me," Owen muttered, staring ahead, not really focused on any specific thing.

"I know," Meredith replied with a nod.

"So, why are you telling me all this?" He asked in a monotone, just wishing she would go away so he could continue to soak in his depression all by himself.

Meredith was silent for a moment, "Do you love her?"

"Of course I love her," Owen snapped slightly, narrowing his eyes as he glanced up at Meredith.

"I'm talking about Teddy."

And then Owen's expression fell, and he looked down at the grass and released a sigh, "I used to. But that was a long time ago."

"So why did you kiss her?"

"She kissed me," Owen snapped once again, and he clenched his jaw trying to keep a hold over his anger and his depression, "I didn't kiss her, Meredith," he looked up at the girl again, "I would never purposely do something that would hurt Cristina. I love her. I love her more than anyone I've ever loved before, and now…" she shook his head, frowning down at the grass yet again, "She doesn't want anything to do with me."

"She misses you," Meredith said after a moment of silence, "And this is really hard on her."

Owen's eyes averted toward Meredith's and he shook his head, "It's hard on me too."

"You should go," Meredith told him, finally realizing that Owen wasn't the enemy anymore. She realized that he was good for Cristina, and he would make her happy. That's all Meredith wanted, "You should go tell her what you just told me."

Owen nodded his head slowly, "You think she'll listen?"

"Probably not," Meredith shook her head, "Not at first. But you have to be persistent."

Owen nodded once again and stood from the ground, walking past Meredith.

"And Owen," she paused, turning to grab his arm before he left, "If you ever hurt her again," she said sternly, giving him an icy glare, "You will regret it."

All Owen did was nod, because he knew he was never going to hurt Cristina.

Okay, confession. Lol. I cried a little while writing the Alex/Izzie part.

-Shelby.