Someone Like You (A Matthew Gray Gubler Fanfiction)

Chapter Four

I arrived to the set early Monday morning. I had to sign new contracts for my extended episodes and I was also, very much, hoping that I would run into Matthew before the set started buzzing with activity. I was sitting in the make-up trailer, coffee in hand and an extra one sitting in front of Gubler's chair. My knee bobbed up and down, my nerves twisting my already upset stomach into terrible knots. I had texted him a couple times on Sunday but had received nothing in return. Frankly, I didn't blame him for still being furious with me but I had hoped that he would have at least gotten over it enough to talk to me. I had mentally berated myself all day yesterday for not apologizing to him when I had the chance. I still didn't understand why I hadn't told him how sorry I was. I had wasted an entire car ride home, a moment for me to explain. What was wrong with me?

The door to the trailer opened, my breathing stopped, but Kirsten was the one to walk in and take seat next to me. I resumed my breathing under the scrutiny of my blond co-star.

"He told you, didn't he?" I took a sip of my coffee, glancing at her in the mirror.

She shook her head, "No he didn't tell me, Shamar did. What happened? I thought that you were looking forward to going out with him?"

"I was. I have no idea why I did what I did. Truly, there is no excuse for my ignoring him the entire time. I feel like a complete bitch."

"That is just telling me how you feel about what happened but you aren't actually telling me what happened. "

I sighed and leaned my head back against the chair. "I don't date much. It has never really been something I've wanted to do. I have my guy friends, guys that I spend a lot of time with. I think being out on a date with Gubler made me nervous and when I saw Chris, Carter and the guys, I immediately felt more comfortable. I guess I just gravitated towards that comfort and focused more on that then I did being on a date. I just started treating the night like I was out with my buddies, instead of a great guy that I'm quite interested in. I'm a horrible person Kirsten. The worst part, after I was made aware that I had done nothing but ruin Matthew's night, I couldn't even bring myself to apologize to him. I wanted to, I really did but I just couldn't say the words. Ugh...how do I make this up to him?"

Kirsten shrugged her shoulders, "I have no idea sweetie, but I bet that if you are persistent, you'll wear him down. "

"Will you take this coffee to him? I really don't want it to go to waste and it is his favorite." I pushed the cup in her direction.

She picked it up and made her way towards the door, "I have a suspicious feeling that everything will be okay." She smiled at me as she closed the door behind her, once again leaving me alone with my thoughts.

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Isabelle smoothed down her skirt. She glanced up at the door to the restaurant. Spencer had told her to meet him here at 7 o'clock, but as Isabelle was prone to do, she was 15 minutes early. Her hands were shaking as she clutched her purse closer to her body.

"Deep breaths girl, you've got this." Isabelle pepped talked herself, grabbing the door handle and pulling it open. Her eyes took a moment to adjust the change in the light and she smiled at the hostess, telling her the name of the reservation. She was led towards the back of the semi-crowded eatery, to a small two person table, one of the chairs already occupied.

Spencer stood as Isabelle grew closer, stepping around to her chair and pulling it out for her. "Thank you Dr. Reid. I see I'm not the only one who is obsessively early." She smiled brightly at him.

He returned her smile, "No you are not. I have been here for several minutes already. I'm glad that you came."

"Me too Spencer...me too," Isabelle crossed her ankles under the table, leaning forward and preparing herself for a wonderful evening with the handsome, pleasant Doctor.

He held the door open for her and Isabelle reached for his hand as they stepped onto the sidewalk. They turned in the direction of her apartment. The city was peaceful this time of evening and they strolled hand in hand quietly. She lived only a mere few blocks away from the restaurant, their wonderful evening was quickly coming to a close.

Spencer tugged on her hand, pulling her closer to him, their bodies brushing against one another. Isabelle glanced over at him, the passing lights casting shadows across his strong jawline. They reached her apartment building and climbed the few steps to the landing. She reached into her purse and extracted her keys, unlocking the door and pushing it open. Spencer tightened his grip on her hand and she glanced from their hands back up to his face. She leaned into him, his arms wrapped around her waist. She stared at his lips and quickly closed the distance between them.

Breathless, Isabelle finally pulled away from Spencer, "I had a wonderful time tonight. Would you like to come up for a night cap?"

Spencer nodded and followed Isabelle through the door....it latching quietly behind them.

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The director yelled cut and the set buzzed with activity. I couldn't move. The kiss with Gubler had been unbelievably amazing. I'm fairly certain that my toes were curling. However, the silence coming from him was enough to almost derail my glowing moment. I tapped him on the shoulder, trying to get his attention but he was resistant, focusing solely on his conversation with Arica. I tapped again, almost poking him in the arm. This was my opportunity to talk to him.

"Will you please stop," He looked over his shoulder at me.

I took my chance and quickly stepped between him and Arica. "I'll stop if you'll talk to me."

"Jamie, there isn't much that I want to say to you right now."

"I know but there is something that I want to say, something I should have said the other night."

"Look, we went out, it didn't go the way I had planned and we both left disappointed. Isn't disappointment a part of life? You just pick up the pieces and move on. It's not like I haven't wanted to ask you out for quite some time. It's not like I was really looking forward to spending the evening with you or anything. Really Jamie, it's no big deal."

The hurt I saw in his eyes was enough to break my heart and felt my eyes start to burn. I knew that I had only a few moments before the dam would break. "Matthew...I am so sorry." I choked out the last word as the tears started to roll down my cheeks.

He looked like he was going to say something but instead brushed past me, walking off the set.