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He took a spoonful of his icecream, chocolate, cold, just icecream, he puts the spoon down before he starts nervously fiddling with his friendship bracelet. He leans closer to the table, and looks up, his eyes find hers.
“Sooo, did you get what you wished for?” he asks hopefully, but at the same time somehow scared of the answer. He listened to her song, about her birthday wish. All she wanted was to spend time alone with a guy she likes…a guy she likes a lot apparently. He has been wondering all day who this lucky guy is, who would catch Isabella’s attention so- so strongly?
She didn’t care being trapped under rubble, if it were with him? And…eating french fries? He can think of something way more fun than that- but that just shows how much she likes this guy…he didn’t need to build rockets to the moon or shrinking submarines…or haunted houses. He just…strolled in and took her heart…
“I know I asked before, but I just want to make sure your birthday is all what you wanted” he says, looking down at his ice cream, “If you didn’t I’m sure I could give it to you” and he would, he has been wondering if the guy in question was in between the party guests. He didn’t look away from Isabella for even a moment, waiting to see if she would walk up to the guy in question.
But she didn’t.
So, maybe he didn’t invite him? But he made sure to include all people who were important to Isabella…did she just never talk to him about him?
Maybe that makes more sense, he didn’t even know she had a crush on someone until today, but why not tell him? They were best friends! Well no matter what it was, he was set on making this her best birthday ever, his invention already failed and all that he could offer was ice cream. So this was something he wouldn’t fail at, he would make sure Isabella was happy.
“Oh, well…” her voice brings him back from his thoughts, she twirls her hair, her eyes looking down at her ice cream, but she had a soft smile, “That’s okay Phin, this birthday was the best…you already gave me everything I wanted” she says looking up from her ice cream to hold his gaze instead. Her smile is genuine, and so sweet, and perfectly beautiful.
“Then…you got your wish?” he asks for a third time today. Her smile stays on her lips, and her eyes gaze softly upon him, it’s almost as if they were glowing.
“Yes, yes I did” she says softly. Everything is silent for a couple of seconds, the only thing he can do is hold her gaze, he can’t describe the look on her eyes, he doesn’t know what it is–he just knows he loves it.
He loves the way she is looking at him right now.
He feels his cheeks warm up and he breaks eye contact, staring down at his hands, “Oh…you did?” when? he thinks, she didn’t talk with anyone he didn’t already know, does that mean he does know the guy? But then, she would’ve made a point to spend as much time together with him, but he didn’t see her give anyone any special attention.
So who was it?
“Yep” she says, her sweet smile still on her face.
But who was it, when was it? He spent all day with her, and she was always surrounded by people, even if she had spoken to him, that wasn’t her wish, her wish was to spend time alone with him. Was she lying? No, her smile was true and genuine…so WHO was it?!
“I heard your song” he blurts out.
Her eyes widened and her face turned red, “You did?!” she squeaks out.
“Yes, and I know your wish and I’ve been trying to figure out all day how to make it happen. I've been wondering who this guy is” he takes a breath, “But I can’t, and now you say you did get your wish, but…how? I’ve been with you all day long, and you haven’t had any time alone with any guy, so how?”
The tension on Isabella’s shoulders relax a bit, and a little smile makes its way back to her face.
“Yes I’ve had time alone with a guy” she says calmly, even if her cheeks are still red, she picks up her spoon and continues eating her ice cream.
He looks at her befuddled, “No you haven’t, I’ve been with you all day! Is he invisible? An alien? A-”
She laughs, “Phineas!” she exclaims, her cheeks rosy as she giggles. Once she calms down she shakes her head, “Do you want to know my favourite part of the day?” she says, which throws him off entirely.
“...Um, sure but I don’t know what that has to do with this” he says, picking up his spoon and continuing eating his ice cream.
Isabella smiles, her cheeks are still pink as she looks down at her hands, “This is my favourite part of the day” she says quietly, “Just eating ice cream with you” her smile so tender and real he can’t do anything but believe her, but it just confuses him further.
He scrunches his eyebrows together, “Why? That doesn’t make any sense” he says, “You said you wanted to spend time alone with the boy you have a crush on, so why would this be your favourite part? Having ice cream with me-e-” his voice breaks as his eyes widen, his face is probably tomato red right now.
He is so dumb.
He slides his half finished ice cream to the side, before putting his hands on his face and sprawling down on the table, he whines, “I’m the stupidest idiot to ever exist” he grumbled.
Isabella snorts, “Awe, don’t say that, It’s not true”
“Don’t try to spare my feelings”
“You’re a bit oblivious, but that’s ok” she says, and he can tell she’s smiling, “I think it’s cute” If it were possible his face would have turned even more red, his heart was racing and he found it impossible to look at Isabella right now.
“You have terrible taste in boys”
She gasps, before she starts laughing, “Phineas!” She tries to sound mad, but completely fails at it.
“How?” he whines, "I'm literally so stupid, how is it possible you fell for me of all people?” he asks.
Isabella is quiet for a couple of seconds before she speaks, “Well…how could I not?” she says, the smile apparent on her voice, “You…are amazing, creative, kind, always trying to help people, such an optimist, always looking on the bright side of things” she giggles, “So smart but so silly at the same time, incredibly funny, you bring a smile to my face no matter how down I am” she takes a breath, “I can always count on you, I can trust you with everything and I always feel safe when I’m with you, you make me feel at ease” he was sure this girl was trying to give him a heart attack, “And you are so cute, I love your smile, and your laugh, and your cute freckles” she giggles, “I could go on all day, what’s there not to love?”
His breath is shaky and his heart is using his ribcage like monkey bars, he feels like he is about to cry. How can a girl so incredible feel like that for him? What good thing did he do in his past life to deserve someone like her?
He has never felt this happy before.
A tear slides down his cheek, and he can’t stop smiling, he breathes before raising his head from the table. He can’t look away from her, his stomach fluttering as he gazes upon her, she is looking at him with the same eyes she did before, but he now knows what it means, and it’s the most incredible feeling knowing he is loved by her.
“You are the most extraordinary girl I’ve ever met” he breathes.
Isabella slightly frowns, “...but?”
“There’s no buts, you are awesome…I can’t even describe how I feel about you I…I’ve always felt- well-” he chuckles, “I’ve always felt different about you, I want to always be with you, I want nothing but make you happy, building a rollercoaster it’s not as fun if you aren’t there” He tries to wipe off his tears, “I never put words to the warm feeling I get everytime you say ‘Whatcha doin?’ I never stopped to think about it…but now I- My heart is racing, my face is red, there’s a hurricane of butterflies on my stomach and I want nothing but to hold you in my arms” he chuckles, “I was jealous! Of this supposed guy, and I didn’t even understand!” he laughs, “It’s so glaringly obvious now, I like you, I’m in love with you, and it makes me so happy that you do too” he sniffs.
He wipes his tears away and then feels Isabella’s hand rest on top of his, she is also crying but has the biggest smile he has ever seen, “Phineas Flynn, you always know how to give me butterflies” she takes a shaky breath, “This is the best birthday I’ve ever had” she brings his hand to her lips and kisses his knuckles, it brings ten more different shades of red to his face, “I adore you”
“No more than I adore you”
She laughs, “Don’t turn this into a competition because I will crush you”
He sighs, “I really do like when you get competitive” her ears turn red.
“Nothing has ever prepared me for a lovesick Phineas”
“I’m going to be soooo clingy,” he says, intertwining their fingers.
Isabella smiles, “You already are though”
“And I’m going to be so much worse now”
They both laugh, Isabella slides his ice cream back in front of him, “Eat your ice cream barnacle Flynn, it’s gonna melt”
“I’m already melted”
Isabella giggles, “Phineas”
Still he listens to her and he continues eating his ice cream, she follows suit, their hands still clutching the other on the table.
“I put on a pink shirt just for you,” he says.
She smiles, “I know, you look good in pink” he’ll make a note of that.
They continue to chat and joke as they eat their ice cream, probably giving each other the biggest heart eyes imaginable. He doesn’t want this day to end, but soon enough their ice creams are gone. They get up from their table, and they link their pinkies together, walking to the counter he pays and then they are out of the door.
The first thing Isabella does once they are on the street is hug him, throwing her arms around his shoulders, he returns the hug immediately, holding her around the waist. She rests her head on his shoulder and sighs, completely melting into his arms. He caresses her back, and softly sways them.
“I love this,” she says, tightening her hold on him.
“Mee too” he sighs.
They stay like that for a while, not caring about the world around them at all, just focusing on the feeling of each other. He can feel her heartbeat against his chest, her soft breathing against his neck, the smell of her shampoo, the weight of her on his arms.
Isabella is the one to pull away first, still keeping her hands on his shoulders, she stares into his eyes, “As much as I would love to stay here with you, it’s getting late, we should head home” He sighs cupping one of her cheeks.
“I know, I wish we could spend some more time together though”
Smiling she leans into his hand, “We can do that tomorrow”
“Deal”
They let go completely of each other and then hold each other’s hand, together they walk home. The walk is mostly silent, it’s just them both enjoying each other’s presence. Soon enough they are standing in front of Isabella’s house, she turns to look at him.
“See ya tomorrow” she says softly, still looking at him like he is everything she wants to look at.
“Of course” he says, trying to convey with his eyes just how much love and adoration he has for her.
He pulls her in for another hug, and it’s way longer than the one they shared outside the ice cream shop, but none of them care about that. Isabella traces her fingers on the back of his neck, and he twirls a lock of her hair with one of his hands.
“Anything planned for tomorrow?” she asks
“Just spending time with you” she sighs, "Preferably not under rubble though” she chuckles.
“As long as we are together, I don’t mind” she says pulling away, she gives him a quick peck on his cheek before separating from him completely, he freezes, “Can’t wait for tomorrow”
His cheeks turn red, “I already miss you”
She caresses his cheek, “So clingy” she smiles.
He leans into her hand, “I told you so”
With a last caress of her thumb under his eye, she takes her hand from his face, his skin still tingles from her touch.
“See ya” she says walking to her door
“Tomorrow” he replies waving at her.
She gives him one last smile before she closes the door.
He runs across the street.
He can’t wait until tomorrow.