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The days seemed to be flying by. What seemed like just yesterday, when I was innocent and unemployed, was actually a couple of weeks ago. I couldn't believe how fast time was going. I wasn't crazy about my new desk job. It made the days seem very long and boring. I had only made one friend there, Kyle, a nice guy, but a huge flirt. He was very cute in a Jeremy kind of way. If I wasn't so preoccupied with my own boy problems, I would consider asking him out.

I had made zero progress on the Phineas front. I hadn't gotten him to notice me, and I was too chicken to ask about the mysterious blonde I had seen a while ago. And as far as me and Ferb went, well, our arrangement was working out perfectly. We were still friends and we were reaping the benefits. All the time.

Ferb was a regular at my place. I was no longer shy or scared around him. When we were together we laughed and joked and… flirted. That was pretty much what we were doing. And I was lying to myself. Because I most definitely felt something every time I kissed him. The bottom line was that I was attracted to Ferb in almost every way.

But I wasn't in love with him. I was in love with Phineas Flynn, the optimistic adorable inventor. The problem was that the more attracted I felt to Ferb, the more addicted I became to him. There would be times in the day when I suddenly craved his scent; a light cologne, Irish soap, and motor oil. And on days that came after nights where I didn't hook up with my special friend, I was just awful. Cranky and nasty. And then Ferb would come over that night, and run his hands through my hair, and I'd melt back into my old self.

I was sitting at my desk right now, mulling over it. Could I possibly have a real problem? Was this just, like, sex addiction, or something? I wonder how similar that is to what I'm feeling right now. I felt tempted to just look it up. But a loud voice behind me stopped me from doing anything humiliating.

It was Kyle. "Hey hey, Isabella!"

"Don't you have your own work to be doing?" I falsely scolded.

"I just wanted to 'check' on our newer employees." He said.

"Uh-huh, sure." I said, turning back to the computer. I feel like he was trying to flirt with me, but that was not going to happen. Another guy for the friend zone.

Kyle came and looked around my desk. "Don't break or touch anything." I warned.

"Relax. Hey, who are those guys?" He pointed to one of my favorite pictures. It was the boys, Phineas on my right, Ferb on my left, and me with our arms wrapped around each and big smiles.

"Phineas," I pointed him out. "And Ferb. I love this picture. It was the last summer before we graduated from college. Our last summer as unofficial kids."

"Huh," Kyle smiled. "So umm, are you guys friends, or dating one of them, or you're cousins, or what?"

"We're friends." I said cautiously.

"That's it?" He asked, smiling.

"Close friends. Very close." I said defensively.

"But no romance crud?" He asked, but he sounded as if he knew something was up.

"Well, Phineas and I…" What was I going to say? That I was madly in love with him, and he had no clue? No way I was going to tell Kyle that. "It's complicated." I finished.

"What about Green?" Kyle asked.

"Umm, well, I don't like him that way." I stammered. "But he's… and we… sometimes… I… I…" Oh god. Ferb was one of my dearest friends. My rock. But he was also a guy I used for sex. And I don't know what that's making me feel. "It's more complicated."

"I get it." Kyle said, winking at me. "You liked Red but now you like his buddy."

"WHAT!" I exclaimed. How could Kyle get it so wrong?

"Well, if it doesn't work out…"

"Are you hitting on me?" I exclaimed again.

Kyle winked again. I was so ready to chase him away. He was staring at the picture again. "You and Green do make a cute couple though." And he started walking away.

I stared at the picture. I lifted my hand up and covered Phineas, and just stared at Ferb and me. Because I couldn't help feeling like what Kyle said was true.

I was fairly irritated by the time I got home. Between Kyle, work, and my mom calling to lecture me about everything from how I don't call her enough to how bad I am at making her flan recipe, I was just plain annoyed. And I was uncomfortable. Somehow, I had thought that it would be a good idea to wear my super skinny jeans to work today. Curse their relaxed dress code.

I finally made into my apartment and collapsed on the couch. I should probably change into pajamas, watch reruns of old shows, and then go to sleep. Or… I glanced at the phone. I made a little face. I shouldn't. I shouldn't call Ferb. It was a bad idea. I was getting addicted, he was probably busy, Phineas might be there, and I had a million other good reasons why I shouldn't sleep with him tonight. Yet…

I just texted him. I always made it subtle enough so that no one reading it would have any idea what was going on. But a second after I sent it, I felt like banging my head against the table. What the hell was wrong with me?

I hovered over my cell phone. He wasn't going to answer. Obviously. I wonder… I wonder if Ferb gets bored with me. I used to wonder about this even before Ferb became my FWB. I mean, I feel stupid compared to him. But now, I wonder if he's bored with me… sexually. He's probably been with a million "Vanessas". I wonder how much more interesting I could make myself. Maybe that's why Phineas doesn't like me the way I want him to. Hmm, it's something to think about.

My phone buzzed and startled me. But it was Ferb. And he said he'd be here in ten minutes. I can't believe it.

It felt like I was waiting for more than ten minutes though. I guess I was impatient. But was it because I really wanted sex or because I… missed Ferb?

There was a knock at the door and I hurried to go answer it. But I almost tripped on my own high heels. Damn it, I didn't even change. I was muttering swears under my breath when I opened the door. Instead of the normal sweet smile I get from Ferb, he looked kind of nervous and he rushed inside before I could say anything. He practically pushed me in and shut the door.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" I asked.

"Nothing, nothing." He said.

"Seriously, what happened?" I asked.

"Well, I just had to get out of there and in here before Phineas noticed." He said nervously.

"What?" I gasped. "He's home! Why did you even come over then?"

He gently shrugged. "Because you asked me?" I noticed he didn't seem confident in his response. But he must be. Because he couldn't have any other reason to risk getting caught. Because Ferb and I didn't like each other like that.

"Okay, okay." I stammered. We just walked to my bedroom, like always. "Ferb, how's it going with… Vanessa?" I just threw it out there. I don't know what I was expecting to hear.

Ferb sighed and sank down on my bed, with another stupid squeak. "Badly."

I sat down right next to him. I brushed some of his hair out of his face. "I'm sorry. Is she not speaking to you or is it the other guy…"

I was cut off by Ferb aggressively kissing me. It was forceful enough for me to temporarily forget about Vanessa Whatever Her Last Name Is and Kyle and Phineas and all the crap in my head. All I felt was Ferb kissing me. But it ended as quickly as it started.

Ferb pulled away from me. "I don't want to talk about it, Isabella." He got up and started pulling his shirt off.

"But it'll make you feel better." I said. "I tell the girls all about my Phineas problems." He flashed me a look. "And you too!" I quickly added. "I know you Ferb. I know how you are." I said quietly. "But sometimes you do need to talk."

He didn't say anything, but he turned away from me and started taking off his shoes. I bent down and started taking off mine, and afterwards my shirt. Oh Ferb. He was really upset, and he was keeping it all inside.

"Ferb," I whispered. He came back towards the bed and sat down again. "You're suffering. I can tell. Just let me in. Tell me what's going on inside your head. You don't have to be the quiet one all the time."

He stared at me. I just tilted my head down, and began fumbling with my bra clasp. Suddenly, I felt his hands undo it and it fell into my lap. Ferb brushed the hair from my face and laid me down on the bed. He began kissing my lips and my neck and my chest. I was getting hot and flustered but it felt so good. Ferb gently kissed the side of my face, and he whispered in my ear. "You… are… exceptional… Isabella."

I guess that was his own way of thanking me for my feeble attempt to advise him and an expression of his affection for me. But for some reason, that drove me crazier than the kissing. Because Ferb rarely said anything, when we were or weren't having sex. And hearing my name coming from his lips was such a turn on. The one thought in my head was WHY DID I WEAR FUCKING SKINNY JEANS TODAY? Why couldn't I just be in a skirt and let Ferb just take me now?

I guess I had to take the damn things off if I wanted him to. Ferb was about to get his off too. Just one more kiss and…

"Isabella? Hello? You home?"

Ferb and I totally froze mid-kiss. I literally saw Ferb's eyes widen to the biggest I'd ever seen them. Phineas.

"OH MY GOD!" I shrieked. I basically threw Ferb off of me as he scrambled to get up.

"Relax." He loudly whispered.

"Relax! The boy of my dreams is out there waiting for me while I'm about to screw his only brother!" I squealed.

"Well, umm…" Ferb was just as freaked out as I was.

"Figures YOU would be at a loss for words."

"Just, let me get my shirt, and…"

"And what?" I hissed. "You can't just stroll out there!"

"Isabella?" Phineas called again.

"Answer him." Ferb hissed.

"Right, right." I said. "In a second, Phineas!" I called. I turned back towards Ferb. "What are we going to do? Rule number one, Ferb!"

"Just see what he wants. I'll hide in the bedroom until he's gone." Ferb said.

"I can't answer the door! I'm freakin' topless!" I squealed.

"Here." Ferb chucked one of my over sized sweatshirts at me. It was black and thick, with Danville written across it. It would cover anything that needed to be covered.

"But why would I be wearing a super heavy sweatshirt now?" I asked.

Ferb seemed super frustrated. "Just answer the door!"

I threw the sweatshirt on and scrambled to the door. "Hey Phineas."

He smiled brightly. "Hi Isabella." He came into my apartment. Why was he here? I wish I wasn't too worried about him finding Ferb to enjoy his visit. "I just wanted to check up on you. You know, I haven't seen you as much as I'd like to recently."

I felt my heart swell. He's an angel. "That's so sweet." I said.

Phineas was staring at me. "Are you alright, Isabella? You look really red and you're breathing kind of heavy."

God, Ferb over stimulated me. "I'm fine Phineas."

He was still looking at me. Don't tell me Phineas Flynn will be able to recognize when a girl's been fooling around. That might kill me. He snapped his fingers together. "I know. You're overheating. I mean, look at that huge sweatshirt. You should take that off." His hands moved towards it.

"NO!" I screamed. "I'm just chilly." I said.

"You have to have lighter sweatshirts in your closet." He said. Phineas started walking towards my room.

"Wait, Phineas!" I had to warn Ferb. "PHINEAS IS GOING INTO MY BEDROOM!" I yelled loudly. Hopefully, Ferb heard.

Phineas stared at me strangely. "Yes, Phineas is." He opened the door. I closed my eyes, waiting for the cry of disbelief. But it didn't come. The bedroom was totally empty.

"Phineas, why don't you just go home?" I said hurriedly. "I'll be sure to stop by tomorrow." I started ushering him out the door.

"Oookay." He said. "And if you see Ferb, tell him I was looking for him. It's weird. I thought he was in the apartment, but I guess he wasn't."

"Okay, will do, bye!" I pushed him out as fast as I could and shut the door. Damn it! Who knows how much time I could have had with Phineas!

I marched into my bedroom. Ferb couldn't have disappeared. Suddenly, the closet door opened and I nearly leapt a foot in the air. "Don't scare me like that!"

"I'm sorry." Ferb said. "I couldn't very well stay there all night, now could I?"

"You should have." I said angrily. "If it weren't for you, I could've spent the whole night chatting with Phineas!"

Ferb's eyes narrowed. "Need I remind you, Isabella, that you called me over? Not the other way around."

My mouth was open. "Well, I, I… just get out, okay!" I said angrily. "Go feed your brother some shitty excuse about where you were!"

Ferb, now completely clothed, walked silently out of my room. But I could tell he was angry too, just by the way he left. And by the slam he made when he shut the door.

GAH! I flopped on my bed! I was so angry. At everybody and everything. Kyle and his stupid conclusions. Mom and her stupid lectures. Phineas and his obliviousness. Myself and the stupid circumstances I put myself into. But the person I was most angry with, the only person I had actually fought with today, was Ferb. And he hadn't done anything wrong. Besides not finishing our little benefit session.

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