You Belong With Me || A Phinabella Story ✔️

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Isabella's POV

I woke up to the sun shining in through my bedroom window. As I slowly got up from my bed, memories from last night come crashing into my mind all at once like a punch to the stomach. I had to grab onto my desk chair to stop from toppling over.

After I regained my control, I entered the bathroom to find my mascara-stained cheeks in the mirror. I realized I was wearing the same outfit. I guessed I was too worn down to change.

I freshened up, then walked back into my room only to see that it was 9:15 a.m. I quickly got dressed and rushed downstairs, deciding along the way to skip breakfast. I hurried across the street to the Flynn Fletcher's house, stopping outside their backyard gate.

As my arm reached out to turn the handle, I hesitated. Should I do this? I don't know if I'm physically or emotionally ready to see either Rebecca or Phineas at the moment. Especially after last night. No. I am Isabella Garcia Shapiro, and I can do anything, I thought to myself.

I took a deep breath, bracing myself for whatever lied beyond the gate. Slowly, my arm pushed it open revealing the whole gang, and of course, Rebecca. They all seemed to be awaiting my arrival.

"Isabella!" Phineas cried out. "We have great news!"

I gulped, only guessing what it could be.

"You and I get to hang out all day together! Just like old times!"

Well that certainly wasn't what I was expecting. His words sank in and my eyes widened. Phineas and I, together! For an entire day?! My heart filled with hope with this news. It was a chance to get my Phin back.

But after only a moment, all my hope shattered because I realized that after what happened last night, there's no way. At least not right now. His heart belonged to her. Besides, how Phineas wanted to spend time with me was not how I wanted to spend time with him. It would be too painful.

My stomach was tied in a huge knot as sweat dripped down my forehead. I was at a loss for words. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to open that gate, I contemplated.

"Um, but what about the others?" I asked.

I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Ferb seemed confused by my reaction.

"Oh, they're going to the mall. I was thinking we could build something, or have a picnic, or-"

"Sorry Phineas, but I will have to say no to this one. I'll see you guys later. Have fun at the mall."

I swiveled around and speed-walked out of their backyard. I couldn't believe I'd just declined an invitation to hang out with Phineas, something I would've never even thought of doing yesterday morning.

Maybe this was a good thing...maybe it was better this way. I had the urge to cry, but I pushed it away. I sighed as I entered my house, shutting the door behind me.

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Ferb's POV

"Uh, what just happened?" Buford asked.

Phineas' eyebrows furrowed as he answered, "I have no idea."

Everyone was utterly bewildered as I peered around.

What did happen? I was so sure this was going to work, that somehow Phineas would realize he's making a big mistake. But no. It must've been too late. And after all these years...

"Um, well, maybe Phineas and I can hang out instead?" Rebecca suggested, shrugging.

"Um, yea..yeah. Yeah, okay." Phineas replied. His eyes were still focused on the gate where Isabella had just walked out.

He's just as confused as everyone else is, I thought.

"Alright. Let's go." Rebecca said.

Phineas and Rebecca headed inside, but before he entered the house, Phineas took one last look at the gate.

"Well, that failed," Baljeet stated.

"No kidding," I responded.

"What now?" Buford questioned.

Silence. No one knew what to say. We were out of ideas, out of plans. There was only one thing we could do: let them be. If Isabella and Phineas were truly meant for each other, they would end up together in the end. It sounded so cliche, but it was all we could do at the moment. As Baljeet was about to say something, I stepped in.

"Nothing."

"-what?" Baljeet said.

"We do nothing. Just let them be. It's our best option at the moment."

"Wait, so we don't interfere at all?" Buford asked.

"Nope."

"Okayyy..." Baljeet said.

We stood in silence for a minute or so before I sighed, "I don't really feel like going to the mall anymore guys. If it's alright with you, I'm going to check how Isabella is doing."

And with that, I left.

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I'm so sorry for not posting lately! I am really surprised and grateful for your support on this story!! Really, thank you everyone!! Stay awesome!!!

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