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Chapter Ten

By Rosa241

Mark's POV:

"I'm sorry you did what exactly?" Alex's head hits the table once again, I actually can't believe him. "You asked him to move in with you?"

"I wasn't going to...I mean its not like I planned it or anything! I just...he came over, we talked and...and...oh, I am screwed!" He moans, his head dropping back onto the table.

"Alright, first of all stop doing that. You give yourself concussion and Bailey will actually kill me. Dealing with an angry Bailey is not in my job description. Secondly, if you don't want to live with George then don't. Just tell him that you don't think it'd be a good idea. You know if you live with him it's going to make being a couple all that harder." He glares at me, but refrains from dropping his head back onto the table top.

"I can't. I can't do that, it's his fault I'm a total idiot. Besides, getting away from the girls is going to be good for him. You say that him living here will be hard for us but it'll be even harder if he stays with the girls." Clearly my confusion speaks for itself since he elaborates. "The girls treat him like some sort of puppy. He's constantly being pushed from pillar to post...it's not right. He needs to be a guy and live by himself, he needs to be alone and take care of himself. Not be babied and treated like a kid. There's no way I could ever be with him whilst he's like that."

Not quite what I was expecting. I shouldn't be so surprised, he's crazy about O'Malley. Now that I think about it he's right. I've never noticed it before but he's right. Meredith, Izzy, Christina...they all do it, they all belittle him and make him seem and feel like a child. Alex is right, he needs a chance to be a man, to be on his own, he'll never get that chance living with the girls.

"Alright, maybe it's not that bad an idea."

Georges' POV:

"You're moving out?" Izzy's face must have dropped about ten times in the last ten seconds. "You're moving out?"

"Yes. I need to be a guy and be me and-"

"You're actually moving out?" Izzy interrupts me, still reeling from the shock.

"Yes!" My voice is a lot stronger than I would have thought it would be. "I need to not live with girls for a while, I need to be with guys once in a while and I need to be a guy. I can't do that living here. Ever since I moved back here I haven't felt like myself. I feel like...I feel like I'm denying myself the chance to really be happy."

"You're not happy?" She queries, I can tell she's confused. "Living with me doesn't make you happy?"

And there it is. Alex said she would do it, he said that she'd make this all about herself and that's exactly what she's trying to do. How did I never notice these things before?

"Izzy. This isn't about you, it's about me. I just need to make a fresh start."

"Well...I guess I could help you look for an apartment." Oh man.

"Um...well actually Izzy, I've already found one." Her face drops once again.

"Where?" She whispers.

"Alex has a spare room. He offered so...I said yes. I can move in whenever I want to." She goes from upset to angry so quickly it's not even funny.

"Alex? You're moving in with Alex?" Oh god here we go.

Derek's POV:

"Well, that was successful." Meredith breathes as we make our way back into the house. She's right. For the first time in I don't even know when we actually managed to go on a date. It was only dinner but it was what both of us needed. It was exactly what we needed, just some time with each other, reminding ourselves of why we love each other so much.

"It most certainly was." I say as I capture her lips. Her arms wrap around my neck as my own slide round her waist. "Since it looks like we're alone-" I barely get the sentence out before I hear it.

"GEORGE! Don't walk away from me!" Izzys screech reaches my ears just seconds before someone's footsteps – presumably George's – come thudding down the stairs. He's got a face like thunder and looks like a man on a mission.

"You are so out of line it's not even remotely funny. You've got no right to say that, no right at all...you are so completely and totally out of line." He slams the door behind him as he goes and quite predictably Izzy goes right after him.

"George! George!" She continues shouting for a few moments before coming back inside. Naturally she feels the need to slam the door as loud as is possible – how that door is still standing I don't know! She growls to herself as she storms back up the stairs, the echoing slam of her own door signals an end to whatever the hell just happened.

"What was the about?" I wonder aloud, not really expecting an answer.

"Oh I think I know..." Meredith trails off, her eyes drifting from the front door to the stairs, clearly contemplating which one to go after, after some hesitation she picks Izzy and heads up the stairs.

"Would you mind letting me know?" I yell after her. Sometimes I really hate her friends...

Oooh, so Izzy knows! Just what did she say to George to wind him up so much? And where will George go? (like we don't all know!)