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What Really Could Have Been?

Phil's POV

"You've started something now though haven't you?"

She smiles that smile that has a hint of laughter within it, the smile that I like to look at to know that she's happy. Recently only Stuart Turner's the one who's been making her smile like that but right not, at this moment in time it's me. Me. I'm glad that I'm making her happy, she deserves to be happy.

Although soon, when Stuart's living with her he'll be the one who has to make her happy. I'll have to step aside to let him try and work out the key to her happiness. I could write a book and give it to him 'Key To Her Happiness'. Then in brackets (It's A Step By Step With Lots Of Pictures Because Anything More Sophisticated Will Confuse You. Idiot.)

"If I need to confide in anybody about him?"

"Anytime you like."

Out of nowhere this softness is in my voice, and then we're just staring at each other. The urgency to kiss her is here, more than ever before. Most guys want her for one thing, and that one thing would be extremely good, but I want her for more. I want to grow old with her because she knows me. She knows what I like and hate. What I need and don't need. Yes we'd argue about silly thing, but it's just what we do. I wouldn't need marriage or even children, but just to be able to wake up every day with her would be bliss.

Her expression is slowly changing, and I know she's about to break this magical moment where we're staring into each other's eyes.

"I've got a drink waiting."

I don't want her to leave, I don't think she wants to leave either. I believe she fells that she's got to rather than she wants to. And I know I'm going to lose her, I'm going to lose something that we never had to Stuart Turner. He can't give her everything that I can. In a split second I've decided what to do, tell her. Tell her everything, tell her how I feel and how much I love her. I'm just hoping it doesn't scare her away.

"Sam …"

I don't really know where to begin, how do you start a proclamation of love? Start mumbling garbage? Just say it quickly and hope for the best? Start reciting our life story before explaining that I actually have a point? Have a speech like they do in the romantic movies? That always makes the girls fall head over heels in love, but before I can even start up any way to talk the unthinkable happens.

"Hey! Not much fun at the pub after the Durante result, come on you I'm taking you for a meal."

She keeps turning, to me and then back to him. I can sense that she's longing to know what I was going to say. I was even longing to know what I was about to say. But I can't know, not with him stood right there. I don't want to confuse her. I may not like him but Stuart might make her happy after all. Even if it pains me to watch them happily together, I can deal with the pain. The hurt of seeing them if it means she's happy.

"What were you saying?"

She wants to know! I can tell her! No, I shake my head. I can't tell her, not now. It's too late for us now.

"Nothing, go and enjoy yourself."

She smiles at me appreciatively and I wonder whether it's a "thanks for not proclaiming love, this is easier" smile. She leaves with Stuart and I get into my car, which has had the car door open the whole time we've been talking. I drive away and stop at a set of traffic, stealing a glance in the rear view mirror I see it. I see her look back to where my car is. I smile despite losing her. She's wondering what really could have been just as much as I am.