I was really angry at Brian. I didn't think I had ever been so angry at anybody but then again, all of my feelings for him were a lot stronger than usually. I loved him more than anybody so it would only made sense if I hated him more than anybody, too.

Why did he have to go to Miami with his friends and Michelle, out of all the people? He had spent a week with Michelle behind my back, and hadn't even bothered to answer my calls. And what if something had happened? What if... What if he had slept with Michelle and then come back to me like nothing had happened? I could barely trust him anymore and it was killing me.

I hadn't talked to Brian in a few weeks and it was horrible. I missed him like crazy and was a bit pathetic and practically cried myself to sleep often. But I didn't know what to do. I mean... He had hurt my feelings. He had completely ignored me for a week and while doing that, he'd been hanging out and doing god knows what with his ex. I wasn't even sure if Michelle was his ex or not. What was up with their divorce? I couldn't tell because Brian hadn't told me anything about it. What if they weren't getting divorced anymore and had decided to stay together? I wouldn't know about that, either, and it was absolutely horrible.

Even though I wanted to, I couldn't get my thoughts off of him. He was in my mind with me everywhere I went. When I went to bed, I couldn't help but think of sleeping with him and when I ate breakfast, I felt so alone in the kitchen. Even though he had hurt my feelings, I wanted to forgive him. I was willing to put it all behind and forget about it... At least I thought I was.

But hadn't we broken up? Hadn't I told him that this was it, we were done? How could I possibly want him back if I had been the one to end it?

It was a Friday when I drove to Brian's place. I wanted to talk to him and I decided to do it face to face instead of just calling him, so there I was.

I rang the doorbell a few times before I saw him and when I did finally see him, I wanted to just fall into his arms and never leave. He looked adorable with his messy hair and I realized that he had only just woken up, even though it was past afternoon already.

”Uh, hi,” I mumbled, ”Can I come in?”

”Sure,” he nodded and rubbed his eyes before letting me in. I followed him into the kitchen.

”Do you want something to drink?” he asked me.

”No,” I shook my head, ”I'm fine.” I sat down and looked at him for a moment in silence.

Then he cleared his throat, breaking the silence.

”So what's up?”

”I just... I think I didn't mean it when I said that I wanted to break up,” I admitted quietly.

”Oh yeah?”

”Yeah,” I nodded, ”I was just so angry at you, I still am. But I don't want this to be over.”

”So, what, you waited a few weeks to tell me that?”

”You're not the one that gets to be angry at me. I'm taking my time and you're going to have to be okay with that,” I told him, ”What you did was wrong. You shouldn't have spent a week with Michelle behind my back, not after what happened with Val.”

”I know and I'm sorry for that but it wasn't like I invited her there. We were going to go to Matt's summer place, just with the guys, but then suddenly Val and Michelle showed up and I couldn't tell Michelle to leave,” he told me.

”Yeah but why did you even go there if you wanted to be alone? Why did you spend time with your friends?” I asked him.

”Because they're always there for me and they've helped me through everything,” he said, ”And they make me realize things that I wouldn't realized by myself.”

”Things like what?”

”Well for example that I really love you,” he said.

He started smiling but I remained completely serious. He could've been bullshitting me to save his own neck, even if it wasn't the way he usually acted.

”Well what have you been up to these past weeks that we haven't seen each other? Have you spent more time with Michelle?” I asked and watched as his face fell.

”Sophia, come on, do you think I would really do that?” he asked me quietly.

”I don't know, would you?”

”No. I'm not going to be in touch with Michelle. I don't want her,” he said, ”You should know that.”

”Well I don't know that because you never tell me anything.”

”That's not true, is it? You're the most important woman in my life, Sophia,” he told me.

I bit my lip and looked at his face for a long time.

”Really?”

”Yes, really. Come here,” he told me.

I furrowed my eyebrows but stood up anyway and walked to him. He placed his hands on either side of my waist and pulled me against his body. I kept my hands tightly against my sides, not giving in to him.

”Come on, babe, cheer up. I'm still me, I haven't changed,” he murmured quietly and touched my cheek with his cold fingers. Shivers ran down my spine and I looked down.

”I just... I couldn't believe how angry you made me,” I mumbled quietly and shrugged.

He sighed and wrapped his arms tightly around me, pulling into a tight hug.

”I would never do anything to hurt you,” he murmured into my ear, ”And I swear I will make this up to you. You won't have to worry about me being an asshole anymore.”

”I didn't think you're an asshole,” I said quietly, ”Maybe an idiot but not an asshole.”

Brian laughed and pulled slightly away from me, just so he could look at my face. He took my face between his hands and pulled me into a quick kiss.

He kissed me a few times.

”I love you, Sophia,” he told me.

And when I heard the words, I couldn't help but smile. Of course I knew he loved me and I would never get bored of hearing those three little words.

From that moment on, Brian and I were inseparable. My love for him had gotten really strong and I had to admit that I was head over heels for him. If anything, I couldn't wait to spend my whole life with him. I didn't have to share him with anybody and I most definitely wasn't going to let go of him. He was the true love of my life.

Notes

Merry Christmas to all of my lovely readers!