if you call for me, i'll run to you | a doug ross fanfiction

45.

45.
sharp relief
January 15, 1998

it was a couple days later. i'd been enjoying my time off. i hadn't really done much but i finally got 8 hours of sleep for once. just that was enough for me.
my apartment was a total mess so i'd been cleaning it too. everything was clean and organized now.
i did think about the er, quite a lot actually.
the thought of it didn't stress me out as much though.
i put on a pair of pyjama pants with a tank top, i lit a few candles and made myself a cocktail. the heat had been acting weird  in my apartment so i sat in front of my fire place. for once i felt calm, the thoughts in my head didn't scream at me or make me anxious; they were just kind of there.
that was until i heard a knock on my door.
nobody really knocked on my door at 12:30 in the morning, not unless i knew the person.
i opened the door.
doug ross?
he was standing, wearing a black turtle neck and tan overcoat, he looked very fancy, actually.
"what are you doing here?" i asked
"can i come in?" he asked
his jaw was tense
i opened the door wider, letting him in
we sat on the couch.
"mark told me you took some time off"
"yeah, i'm off for a week or so"
he nodded his head
"i just came to check on you"
he rubbed the back of his neck
"i just was overworked, you know"
"i needed a break"
"mark told me"
"did he?" i asked
"it wasn't that hard to see"
i wondered how much of that conversation mark told doug..
i paused
"what's up doug?"
he was silent
"i know you're not here just to check on me" i laughed
"i was planning this big thing and i was gonna p-"
he cut himself off.
"carol kissed another guy tonight"
i wasn't expecting that answer, i wasn't expecting he was thinking about really proposing either.
he awkwardly smiled, looking down at his feet
"i'm sorry doug" i said
"i'm sorry for barging in" he said, standing up. i could tell he was hurt, i mean anyone would be if they were in his position.
"don't do that, i told you if you ever needed to talk, you could come and talk"
"you're taking a break, i don't want to burden you more than you already are"
"doug, you're never a burden to me"
i was kind of embarrassed of what i just said.
"you want something to drink?" i asked, continuing to sip on my cocktail
he shook his head
"why didn't you go to marks place?" i asked
"he was with cynthia, i talked to him a little but, you know cynthia"
"oh yes i do"
"anyways, i better get back to my apartment"
he stood up
"thanks for the talk"
"you don't have to go" i said
"i know but, i probably should"
"what're are you going to do now?"
"i don't know" he shrugged
"i'm here anytime" i smiled
he opened the door to leave but stopped
"i'm sorry y/n"
my eyes went wide as he stood there for another moment.
i guess mark did tell him everything that was discussed.
and there we go again, the person i was trying to get off my mind. the person i was trying to move on from was back on my mind.

a/n:
hey, i hope you're enjoying the story! this was by far one of my favourite parts to write. but, my most favourite is coming up in just a few more parts.. things are getting a little confusing editing and publishing this one while still writing my second story so, i apologize if it takes me a while to get parts out. my life is getting much more busier this coming week. with all that being said, i'm excited for you to see what's coming next in this story. xxx