•Night Angel•

CHAPTER XLIX - MEET AGAIN

*TW: Mentions of bulimia. Read at your own discretion.*

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July 2008. 22:45. Disney Concert Hall, Los Angeles. CA.

Sophia's POV

There were two things I wanted to do.

One; walk over to where Michael and the woman were standing and remove that cocky victorious smirk out of her face with a slap as she introduces him to people and rubs his arm with hers.

Two; Turn around and just run away to the house, arrive, remove this dress that suddenly felt too tight for me and asphyxiated the hell out of me, wear my pyjamas and crawl in bed while watching some depressing love movie.

Truth is, both options seem appealing at the moment. I was rooting for the last one.

Seeming like Michael hadn't seen me yet, I decided to stay. Also because I want to see how things play out during the night. To be honest, as much as I keep denying this, it hurts. Like hell. I really am hoping that this has (another) explanation, because a part of me does not want to believe that he has moved on so quickly, like if I was... Like if I was disposable. The thought of it just made my stomach churn and a sudden nausea came over me.

I decided to take one of the appetizers the waiters are handing me on a silver platter. I take the canappe and eat it. Phil looks at me expectantly. The sudden urge to cry just comes to me and I feel like throwing myself into my friend's arms. But I can't. He knows it, so he just places a comforting hand on my shoulder.

-Are you okay?.- He asks me. I raise an eyebrow at him and I wonder why he hasn't asked me what happened. Once again it is like either he knows my facial expressions all too well by now, or he actually reads minds. -I don't know what happened, and I'm not going to push you to tell me, but please know that when you want to, I am here to listen.- He says and smiles at me. I smile back.

-Thanks, Phil. I will, it's just, I can't do it now. But I'll tell you later.- I say and turn around to scan the room, when my eyes land on Tony and Pepper, walking outside to the balcony. I smile. Something is going on in there, something unspoken and I'm sure I know what it is.

I smile to myself. The thought of Tony and Pepper together has been in my head for as long as I can remember. Since I met Miss Potts while I was still at the agency, I knew there would be something. She is smart, strong, she has an attitude, a nice one though, she is nice, she is kind and not even forget beautiful.

And my brother, well. He might be an idiot, but he is also a charming man when he wants to be and leaves his ego on the side. He is a damn genius, in every way, he is sassy, but funny, he is caring (just with his close ones) and he has a heart. A beautiful one. Both of them would be the perfect pair.

Me and Happy have a bet on when they will admit to each other how they feel. Happy says it's going to happen in a little more than two years because both of them are oblivious as hell. I say it's going to happen in less than two years. We have no idea, but we're just waiting.

I am too deep in thought to notice Phil has gone to look around the event and I don't even hear someone calling my name until I feel a hand on my shoulder.