Remembering Is The Hard Part (13/?)
George came downstairs finally having enough of lying on Izzie’s bed in self loathing. When he got to the bottom of the stairs he noticed the front door open, he looked over at the living room to see that it was empty then walked toward the open door and outside.
Izzie was still standing in the exact same place she was and Meredith couldn’t seem to find her ability to move or talk, it’s as if she whole body shut down. George walked up behind Izzie and looked at her stone face. Then he looked over at Meredith who seemed to have the same expression on her face.
“Is everything ok?” he asked looking back and forth between the two women. “Guys?” he waved his hands in the air trying to get their attention.
Izzie turned to look at him “When were you going to tell me?” she asked sternly.
“Tell you what?” he asked cautiously. George was completely confused but he knew that look Izzie had on he knew he should be prepared for some yelling.
“About you and me!” Izzie’s voice was getting louder and louder by the minute.
George looked over at Meredith in confusion. “She knows George, she knows.” Meredith admitted. George’s eyes found Izzie’s again who looked extremely pissed.
“Were you just never going to tell me?” she yelled them stormed back into the house. George gave Meredith the darkest glare he could muster then headed into the house after Izzie, Meredith following right behind him.
George walked into the living room to find Izzie pacing in place. “Iz just calm down.”
Izzie stopped pacing and looked at him in disbelief “Calm down!! You and everyone else have been lying to me sense I woke up! Alex has been acting like we have been dating forever and you have been pretending to be my “friend”.” Izzie yelled. “Why didn’t you guys tell me?”
George looked back at Meredith who was standing behind him then back at Izzie “Derek said that it could compromise your ability to get your memory back. We didn’t tell you because you are suppose to remember on your own.” George explained.
“On my own? How on earth am I suppose to remember something like this on my own?” Izzie asked sitting down on the couch. “This whole thing is unbelievable, I mean me and you.” she pointed at George “in a relationship. That’s the craziest thing I have ever heard.” She looked up at George, he looked as if he had just been shot in the gut. Nice going Izzie….what? The idea of him and me actually together is crazy…you were just thinking about him while you were kissing Alex….so what? That means I find George attractive that doesn’t mean that I want to be in a romantic relationship with him, I mean it’s George for god sake…wow someone is being a real bitch…oh shut up.
“Why is it such a crazy idea?” George asked crossing his arms.
“Because you are my best friend. You are like my brother. I just don’t think of you in “that” way” Izzie tried to explain. She noticed Meredith wince at her words, Izzie knew she had said something wrong.
George’s eyes went wide “Like your brother? Seriously?! I’m like your brother!” he shouted.
Izzie stood up and walked over to him “I’m sorry George I just don’t feel a spark with you.” Izzie said.
George nodded in disbelief “No spark, you mean a spark like this.” he said and grabbed her behind her head and slammed his lips onto hers. He kissed her hard and with all the power he could muster up within him. But after a moment of kissing her roughly he slowed the kiss down trying to savor the feeling of her lips on his knowing this may very well be the last time he kisses her in a long time.
Izzie’s arms snaked around his neck as she slowly kissed him back. Her head was swimming not being able to make up a complete thought. They both had forgotten that Meredith was standing right behind them, all they could think about was each other. George slowly brushed the side of her cheek with his hand that wasn’t holding onto the back of her neck. Izzie’s hand ran up his back making him shiver lightly. George broke the long kiss and gave her a few pecks on the lips then after another few moments Izzie pulled away from George and just looked at him.
George kept his eyes closed for a while trying to recompose himself. When he opened his eyes he saw Izzie looking straight in the eye. “Why did you do that?” she whispered.
“To show you there’s a spark. Can you now honestly tell me that you feel nothing?” George asked. Izzie was silent Say something Izzie…Say what?…Tell him you felt something…No I’m with Alex. I love Alex…But you know that there is something between you and George…so what? I’m not going to..to… All of a sudden Izzie got that feeling in the bottom of her stomach again. She closed her eyes trying to get a memory out of it She was on the roof of the hospital. She looked around and saw it was lit up by a trail of candles that led to a table set up for dinner. There were rose pedals all over and the Seattle skyline had never looked so amazing. She felt a mans arms wrap around her.
“Do you like it?” She heard a familiar voice whisper.
“You did all this?” she heard herself ask.
“Yeah. I told you I was good at dating.” Izzie turned around in the mans arms and kissed him. She pulled away and the blurry man seemed to get a little less blurry. He had short hair and a cute smile. But no matter how hard Izzie tried the face was still too blurry to see. Was it before her and Alex had broken up? Was it George? Izzie was confused and frustrated as the memory started to fade. She needed to know who he was. All she knew was when she looked at him she felt safe and loved. But she didn’t know which guy she was with. For all she knew it could be someone else entirely. She had no idea what to make of these little blurry memories.
“Iz?” she heard George say. Izzie blinked a few times and found herself back in George’s arms in the living room. “Did you feel something or not?” he asked.
“I..I..I…no .” Izzie stuttered.
George’s hand dropped from the back of her head and he took a step backward. “Oh.”
“I’m sorry George.” Izzie tried to apologize.
George shook his head backing out of the room “No it’s fine, you didn’t feel anything it doesn’t matter.”
“George.” Meredith whispered behind him.
“It’s fine.” He said then headed out the front door.
Izzie looked at Meredith “What was I suppose to say?” she asked sitting down on the couch.
Meredith walked into the living room a little more “I don’t know. If you didn’t feel anything it’s good you didn’t lie.” Izzie looked down but then looked back up right away hoping Meredith didn’t see but by the look in her eyes she knew she had, “But if you did feel something you should have told him.” she said.
Izzie looked at her “I’m with Alex. I love Alex. George is my best friend and I’m not going to ruin my relationship with Alex and my friendship with George over a little feeling I got when he kissed me. I mean what George and I had couldn’t have been that big of a thing or else why would I still want to be with Alex?” she asked.
Meredith walked over to the couch and sat next to Izzie “You don’t. At least Izzie who is dating George doesn’t want Alex. And it was a big thing. You and George have been together for two year now.” Meredith said.
Izzie’s eyes went big “Two years?” she asked.
Meredith nodded. “You and George loved each other so much it kind of made me jealous. You two trusted one another more then anything and were together all the time. He moved into your room and you guys would talk about the future a lot, I think you guys even had a house picked out that you wanted to buy one day.” Meredith said as Izzie listened intensely “The day you got into your accident it was your two year anniversary and George had set up your guys first date all over again. He was going to propose he had it all set up. But then you got into the accident and everything changed…George changed. I don’t think I have ever seen him so broken before. He could barely hold himself up long enough to eat something. All he did was sit by your bed and prey, he asked god over and over again to just send one little mirecal his way and wake you up. Then you woke up without your memory and wanting Alex, and by that point I thought George’s heart had any more pieces to break but when you asked for Alex I found out that all those little pieces his heart was in were getting even smaller.” Izzie’s eyes started to stream with tears as Meredith contuined “And now that you don’t feel anything when you kiss him I think he has finally lost any hope that you two will ever be together again.” Meredith stood up and looked down at her “Just give him a shot Iz, you never know you may feel that spark come back to you.”
And with that Meredith walked out leaving Izzie sitting in the living room thnking about George and that huge spark that she had lied about feeling and now regretting not saying something about it when she had the chance.