Isabella's POV
The encounter with Phineas kept replaying in my mind like a song that you can't get out of your head. I felt bad for yelling at him and I wished I hadn't run out of there so quickly. I wondered what he was thinking at that moment, or better yet, what he was trying to tell me back in my room.
I arrived at my house; the walk only lasted about fifteen minutes. I was no longer up for trudging around on the sidewalk underneath the hot sun. I instead wanted to hide in my room with the lights off and never come out. I didn't know how I could ever face Phineas again.
I opened the door to my home and right in front of me was none other than...Phineas. He was talking to my mom, his face etched with concern, or maybe it was determination. Probably both.
Phineas looked up at me and his eyes widened.
"Isabella!" he said. He took a step forward. "I need to talk to you, and I know. I know you don't want to, but it's really important and I'm just so sorry for what's been happening lately and I really-"
"Okay, okay Phineas," I said, laughing softly at his rambling. "I guess we should talk" I responded tentatively.
"I'll leave you two alone to chat," mom said.
I watched her exit the room and then we were alone. An awkward feeling settled into the space between us and I tried my best to look anywhere but the boy's eyes.
"Do..you want to sit down?" he asked. My gaze traveled to the couch he was motioning to and I proceeded to nod slightly.
I plopped down on the cushions and peered at Phineas as he sat down next to me. For a good moment it was silent between us. I didn't know what to say to him. Then, at last, he spoke.
"I don't really know how to go about this...but I should probably tell you that I know," he explained.
At first, I didn't understand what he was referring to. Then it dawned on me that quite possibly, just maybe, Phineas Flynn was telling me how he knows about the forever lasting crush I've had on him. But, that couldn't be. Could it?
"You know...?" I questioned. A part of me hoped my suspicions were incorrect, while a much larger part of me wished that they were very much true.
"That you have a crush on me. Or, most likely, had a crush on me at this point," he chuckled as he rubbed the back of his neck, attempting to ease the situation.
I looked away. "It's been really hard Phineas. I actually gave up a couple times, but I've just never been able to let you go."
"I'm sorry I've been such a clueless idiot, Isabella, and I'm sorry for the pain that I've caused you. You deserve so much you know. I..."
Phineas had ceased talking and I glanced up. He was looking at the couch, his brows furrowed in concentration. It seemed that Phin was struggling to figure out what to say. I was surprised. At times it seemed Phineas could never stop talking, but here he was now, striving to find the words to express whatever he was trying to tell me.
I looked down at my lap, as I now had the urge to cry. Even the amazing Phineas Flynn couldn't find the right words to respond to my borderline-obsessive crush. I could see it now. Our friendship crumbling from my grasp, the guilt and regret consuming my life. Before my thoughts could continue, I heard a faint singing coming from the young inventor.
"Bow chika bow wow," he muttered. "That's what my baby says."
I gaped up at him. Was he-?
"Mow mow mow," he continued to sing, his gaze meeting mine. Phineas' voice was becoming louder and less hesitant. "And my heart starts pumping."
"Chika chika chu whop," I joined in, hesitant at first, but soon enough we were both singing confidently. "Never gonna stop, Gitchee Gitchee Goo means that I love you."
He smiled at me gently and I knew. I knew that even though we had only sang a small part of a song Phineas and Ferb had written during that one summer when we were ten, he had meant it as something more. Phineas, had indeed, just confessed to me that he loved me back. The fact he did it through song made me feel like laughing out loud.
I felt as if my heart would burst with joy. I couldn't believe it. A huge grin spread across my face and we both laughed a little. All of a sudden, I felt his hand gently holding onto my face and he kissed me. A slight gasp left my lips before I kissed him back. We were both smiling by the time he pulled away.
"Wait," I said. "What about Rebecca?"
"Oh, we split. We both realized we never even loved each other that way. The way...I love you," he said looking at me fondly.
"Wow, that was a little corny don't you think?" I remarked, even though I was smiling like an idiot and there was, without a doubt, a slight blush to my cheeks.
He laughed. "Yeah probably, but it's true."
We hugged and I wanted to stay in that moment forever.
"I don't know if can ever say this enough, but I'm so sorry," he said into my ear.
I closed my eyes and smiled. "It's alright Phineas, really. And..I'm sorry too."
With that we let go of the hug and just stared into each others eyes, wallowing in adoration for each other. I felt as if this was exactly where I should be, that I belonged right here, with Phineas. And that he belonged with me.
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I finallyyyy finished writing this book. Yes, this is in fact the end of this book! :(((
I'm sorry it's been such a long time since the last update, but here I am now. And I'm also sorry if this is kinda cheesy or cliche, but I like those things and meh, this is a crappy fanfic based off a kids cartoon so XD
Anway, thank you all for 8k reads! I'm still shook that people read this book. I hope you all enjoyed it. :3
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FanfictionIsabella Garcia-Shapiro has had a huge crush on her best friend, Phineas Flynn, ever since they were little, but he has been too oblivious to notice. Isabella was beginning to think it couldn't get any worse. Turns out she was wrong. When Phineas fa...