Fic #3

[failegaidin]

It’s Not Over by Daughtry

 

“It was nothing, Flack.”

 

            “Don’t give me that bullshit, Stell. It was more than nothin’, and you know that.”

 

            “You need to let this go.”

 

            “So, what? You’re gonna tell me this was just a fuck between friends? That’s it?”

 

            “That’s exactly what I’m telling you.”

 

            He almost turned and went for the door. But something stopped him. He wasn’t ready to let her go. He wasn’t ready to walk away from one of the things he wanted most in life. Striding over to her desk, he took her by the arm, turning her around.

 

            “Tell me you don’t feel anything for me.” Her eyes drifted to her desk, and Don tilted her head back up so that her gaze was locked on his. “Look me in the eye and tell me that you really want me to walk out that door.”

 

            She tried to say it – he could see that plain as day. But even as her mouth worked to get the words out, tears built in her eyes and her face began to crumble.

 

            “Damn you, Don Flack,” she whispered.

 

            Slowly, he leaned in and kissed her gently. Stella responded, knowing that it was a useless battle. She could try and close her heart off all she wanted, but it wouldn’t do any good. Flack was already inside – and if she was completely honest with herself, that was right where she wanted him.

 

 

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Thank you :) That's one's been in my head for a few days.