Falling For The Co-Star

Wrong About Everything, Especially You

I sit myself down on my sofa and I wait for him to start talking. Considering he's the one who wanted to talk and now I'm giving him the chance to, he goes all silent on me. Typical! I watch the clock ticking. "I'm sorry, Gaby." I shoot him a quick glance. "What for exactly?" Then I look elsewhere. "For everything I have said and done to you." I sigh loudly. "That's not very specific, Donald." I watch as he rubs his eyes. "I like you, Gabrielle. I mean like like you." His eyes bore into my own. "I like like you too." - "I thought you did like me but then your boyfriend keeps turning up either in person or on the phone. I don't want to share you with anyone else. I need you to decide who you want to be with, him or me?" I'm a little flabbergasted by his honesty. "I don't have a boyfriend, Donnie." He snickers. "I'm not a fool babe." Now I laugh. "Yes you are." Suddenly he stands up, he's looking more frustrated. "Don't. I'm not here to play games." I too stand up. "I think I would know if I had a boyfriend or not. I'm not stupid. I also wouldn't play you. That's not how I am."

There's a knock on the door. My shoulders sink as I was hoping to clear the air and finally tell Donnie straight. I go to my front door and peek through the little peephole. I shout to Donnie to join me here, once he is standing nearby, I open the door "hi Carl, maybe you can tell Donnie here that you're not my boyfriend?!" Carl looks at me confused and a little grossed out. I gesture for him and Dawn to come inside. "That would be incest sis and as beautiful as you are, I would not go after my siblings in that way. Why?" I watch as Donnie steps forward... "I had it in my head that you were her boyfriend." He looks like he wants to hide away from shame. Carl's laugh fills the room... "seriously dude?! That explains it. Oh my god." Dawn looks like she wants to laugh. I just feel awkward. I'm glad Donnie knows but I still feel mad at him for the hurtful things he said and called me. "Babe, I think we should leave these two to it. You okay?" She says, looking mainly at me and Donnie. I feel her squeeze my hand showing her solidarity with me. "Thanks guys." She gives me a hug as she walks outside. "See ya mate, and love you sis. Call me if you need me." Even he gives me a hug on his way outside. I close the door and I stand facing it. I feel Donnie's hands gently rest on my shoulders from behind me. "I'm truly sorry darling, I should never have assumed. I was wrong about everything. I was wrong about you, especially." I take a moment. Turning round to face him. His eyes have softened. He lowers his hand to take hold of mine, I let him and follow him to the sofa. We're sitting so that our knees are touching. He is still holding my hand. "I should have put it straight sooner but I never got the chance to. It didn't even dawn on me at first. I'm sorry." I glance down at our joined hands. His fingers cup my chin and gently tilt it up so I'm staring into his piercing hazel eyes. "God, sweetheart, I just want kiss you." He murmurs. My eyes automatically close as his finger traces along my lips. "You can kiss me if you like to?" Softly I say. "I treated you awfully Gaby, I don't deserve to kiss you." My other hand finds its way to his knee and I stroke him. He curses. "You sure?" He checks, I nod. Then I feel his lips softly on mine, so tenderly. I wrap my arm around his neck as he brushes my hair away from my face.
We're both a little breathless when we part for some air. "My god, Gabrielle. You're so freaking beautiful, it's unreal." He pulls me so I'm sitting on his lap and he envelopes me in his strong arms. "How do I even begin to make it up to you for all that I've done to you?" He pleads. "You are already starting to do that, D." I feel his heartbeat racing against my ear. "You are none of those things I said you were, I hope you understand now that I was lashing out at you. Stupidly. You're smart, talented, inspiring, kind and oh so beautiful. Can I say sexy too?" I giggle. "You're the sexy one, D. I'm just plain old me." I hear him growl in frustration. "Don't ever say that about yourself, again. Hear me Gabrielle?" He leans back to make eye contact with me too and I know he's being serious due to him saying my full name. I feel like I have to pinch myself to make sure I'm not dreaming all of this.
"I was a total douche bag before I knew about your parents as well. I want to spend the rest of my life making it up to you for all of the hurt I've caused you. The first step is to take you on a date. If you'd let me?" I smile appreciating how much he wants to right his wrongs. Obviously I still have my guard up until I know I can trust him one hundred percent and that this hurt is no longer in my heart caused by him. "I'd love to go on a date with you." He leans down to kiss me on the cheek, "right now I'm so happy that you're giving me this chance and I'm gonna do my best to make it as special as possible for you." I snuggle up to him. "Erm, your towel babe, it's trying to flash you. Obviously no complaints here from me but I don't want you to think that's all I want from you." He points to my towel which I had totally forgotten about when I don't know how I could forget. "Oh, can you give me ten minutes and you can help yourself to the kitchen." Nodding he stands up, pulling me with him.

I go to my room and change into a pair of pyjamas that are a cropped top and cute shorts. I style my hair as quickly as possible.
When I leave my room, I find Donnie is still in my kitchen. His face is etched with concern. "Gaby, why is your kitchen so bare?" He asks tenderly. I glanced down in shame. Walking over to me, he places his hand around my waist pulling me closer him. "Did you just forget to get some shopping or is there something I should be worried about?" There's no accusation in his voice, only of concern and care. "I spent my time off work drinking and not eating. I hardly slept either. It was... it was a difficult time for me." His fingers caress my face, gently. "Right, I'm gonna order some food and then tomorrow I'll take you grocery shopping. Looking at you, you do look like you've not been well. I want you to tell me what has been going on, okay?" I nod, as a tear escapes my eye. Using the pad of his thumb, he wipes the tear away. I embrace being in his arms as he comforts me. We decide what we want to order and get what crockery we need before getting comfortable on the sofa while we wait for the food to arrive.