A/N: Hey guys! Sorry it took me so long to update this story, but I've been waiting for the story to be betaed... Anyway, it looks I'm not that lucky when it comes to beta-readers, since the two I asked help to maybe are too busy to actually help me :( However, I'm still looking for a beta-reader, if anyone is interested, just let me know, ok? :) Now, back to the story... All I have to say is Enjoy chap 2!
Sara had spent the last two hours throwing all her clothes all over her bed. In less than half an hour, she would have had dinner with Michael for what she was forcing not to think as a date but as a simple "pizza and movie" night. She was very nervous about this and she had no idea what kind of movies she should have chosen for tonight, so she asked Katie, her best friend, for some advice. "Girl, just pick a movie with some gunfights and boobs. He's a guy, right? I'm pretty sure he'll appreciate!" That was Katie told her.
Sara shook her head thinking about that advice. She couldn't really say that she knew Michael, but she was pretty sure that he wasn't an average guy.
She stared the DVDs she rented for that night: "White chicks", a comic movie that she watched several times and that she thought was very funny; "Kill Bill vol.1" an action movie that she loved to watch with Katie; "Elizabethtown" a romantic movie that made Katie cry several times, but that Sara never watched. "Well, Michael can't say I didn't give him some options." She thought smiling.
Her gaze wandered all over the room and rested once again on the clothes on her bed. She finally decided to wear a light blue t-shirt with short sleeves and a pair of comfortable jeans. She gave a quick glance to the clock on her night-stand, and then headed to the bathroom to freshen up and change.
Few seconds later, the doorbell started to ring impatiently.
"Coming!" She yelled from the bathroom, closing the zip of her jeans and rushing to the door. Once there, she quickly opened it without looking who was on the other side. She mumbled some excuses for all the time it took her to open the door, then she finally noticed who the person in front of her was.
"You know, even though this is a quiet neighborhood, I think you should consider to use the peephole." Michael made fun of her in the cutest way Sara could remember someone ever had. "You know, sometimes it's underrated, but I think it's a great invention!" He added laughing.
"You have a point." She said half amused by that joke and half embarrassed for the bad impression she just made. "Changing subject… I thought we had to meet in…" She quickly looked her watch. "10 minutes." She said confused.
"Yeah, that's why I'm here…" Said avoiding to look her in the eyes. "I think we should call the night off." His voice sounded apologetic and Sara noticed it.
Michael felt Sara's burning eyes on him. They seemed to hide something away from him and no matter how hard she tried, she was sure that Michael understood how broke she felt right now.
"And you thought he was different!" Said an annoying voice in her head. "He's just like all the other guys you dated before." The little voice was becoming very insistent. "Unless…"
"Is everything ok, Michael?" She finally asked. That question was the only thing that could save her from thinking that Michael would have hurt her just like everybody else has. He was different and she knew it. She convinced herself that he must have had a good reason to call the night off.
"Uhm, Yes." He smiled, surprised by her question.
"Give up your hope girl." The voice in her head told her. "You've just been dumped!"
"Uhm… Ok, then…" She said sounding cold. "I guess I'll see you around then." A fake smile on her lips appeared when she tried to look at anything else but his eyes. Sara was about to close the door, when Michael quickly raised a hand to stop her. A quizzical look appeared on her face, when she noticed the grin on his lips.
"I think you misunderstood what I said." He forced her to open the door while he was stepping on one of the front steps. "We have to call off our 'pizza&movie night', 'cause a great night like this, would be wasted if we decide to stay home."
"I'm listening…" She smiled, curious to know what was going on in Michael's mind.
"Ok." He grinned, happy that he was able to catch her interest. "I heard a new fun fair has just come to town." He tried to sound as inviting as he could and in the meanwhile he was trying to understand by looking her in the eyes, if she could have liked that idea. "So, what do you say?" He finally asked impatient to know her answer and before she could say a single world, he added: "And if you're thinking about saying no, I can promise I'll buy you a giant cotton candy!" He laughed.
The only thing Sara could do, was smile. She loved the way he just asked her out. "I knew he was different." She thought.
"A giant cotton candy, uh? How can I say no?" She smiled. "Just give me five minutes to change my clothes."
"There's no need to, you're perfect." He suddenly said, without even thinking about it, while his hand rested on her arm to stop her.
Michael didn't realize what he just did, until the surprised look on Sara's face and her pinky cheeks hit him. Maybe she wasn't used to hear a man saying those things to her? "Impossible." He thought.
"Perfect for a fun fair, of course!" He corrected himself, noticing the sweetest embarrassed smile he ever saw on Sara's lips.
The only thing Sara did, was staring at him, while all those butterflies were freely wandering all over her stomach. Did she just imagined that, or Michael just told her she was perfect? Her ego forced her to think it that way and, she had to admit that, hearing those words coming from Michael… It made her feel like it was normal daily routine. "Ok." She finally said, trying to think about something to say. "Then I'll just go and take my purse. Be right back!" She smiled, noticing Michael's hand still lying on her arm.
"Ok." He smiled, letting her arm go.
Sara had just turned her back on him, when she said: "Oh, for the records, you're perfect too… for a fun fair, of course!" She barely turned her head to meet his eyes, then went to look for her purse.
The only thing she was thinking about while searching her purse was that, what she just did was so not her. She wasn't the kind of girl who flirts with a guy met just a couple of hours ago.
She finally took her purse and she joined Michael, while silly playing with her keys.
"So, the fun fair is just few blocks away. Wanna take a walk?" He asked her.
"Sure!" She said, walking next to him.
"Great!" He smiled while they started walking. "So… How was lunch with your friend?" He asked curious.
"It was fine, just like everytime Katie and I have lunch together. How about yours?"
"It was awesome, actually." He turned his head so he could look her in the eyes. "It looks like I'm gonna be an uncle for the second time!" He said still excited for the news.
"This is awesome, Michael!" She squeaked almost as excited ad him.
He could swear he never met someone so happy to know that he was excited about something that happened to him. Well, except Lincoln, of course.
"Yeah, my brother used a very weird way to give me the news, though…" He smiled, before cleaning his throat and miming Lincoln's voice. "Mike, since you're a lazy boy, I'm the one who's forced to continue the dynasty!"
"Wow, you're brother is a very sensitive guy!" She said ironic, still laughing for Michael's impression.
"Definitely!" He laughed with her. "Well, if I were him, I'd start to pray not to have a baby girl!" He said serious.
"You hate us this much?" Sara asked, with a sad puppy face.
"What? No!" He said, trying to focus on something different from her eyes. "It's just that, Linc and I made a deal." A melancholic smile appeared on his lips.
"A deal?" She asked curious.
Michael was very embarrassed now, not sure if open up with a girl he met a couple of hours ago, was the best thing to do. Not even if he felt like he knew that girl since forever. He took a deep breath. "Well… Whoever is so lucky to have a baby girl before the other, can name her after our mom…" His sad eyes met Sara's. "Christina Rose." He whispered.
Sara was now looking at him like she was dreaming. At first she felt awkward because she brought Michael bad memories. She knew better, how bad it feels to remember someone who's not among us anymore. Then she felt her heart melting while Michael told her one of his biggest and most intimate secrets.
She never thought Michael could be such a lovely egocentric person, to rather be the uncle of another boy, than give up the chance to call her daughter after his mother.
"I think this is the cutest thing I've ever heard!" She said, still touched by those words, while gently resting her hand on Michael's arm. "And you know what? If you'll have a little faith, just like your mom taught you, I'm pretty sure you're brother will have an entire football team, until you'll have your Christina Rose." She smiled.
Michael found himself looking at Sara, mesmerized by the shape her eyes had while she was smiling; how genuine her laugh was and how her perfect lips curled into a perfect smile. He already loved that smile and he found himself hoping that his daughter will be so lucky to have a beautiful smile, just like Sara's.
"Well, if she was the mother of your children, they could have that smile." Said the annoying voice in his head. Well, it had a point…
"Hey Michael, are you still here?" She asked, playfully snapping her fingers in front of his face.
"Uhm? Yeah, sorry." He smiled, amused by that situation. It's been a long time since he last felt that way. Actually, maybe that was the first time that he was so mesmerized by someone. With her, everything was so different from what he remembered.
His hands sweating just when he thought to walk next to her; butterflies fluttering in his stomach just when he heard her name; his heart skipping some beats everytime he accidentally brushed her porcelain skin with his fingers; his mind free to wander and imagine how good it would be to spend the rest of his life with her, and chills down his spine when she said his name. He also loved how good it was to talk with her. In those past few hours, they talked about everything and there has never been an awkward silence between them.
"Everything's so perfect to be true, man!" The annoying voice said. "I bet 5 bucks she's already seeing someone!"
"You know…" Sara said, forcing to stop the train of thoughts going on in his mind. "I've always thought that you should look your baby in the eyes, before you name him or her." She lowered her eyes, so she could avoid Michael's. "I know, you probably think it's silly, but…"
"I don't." He said with a sympathetic smile.
"Anyway, I could make an exception to the rule for a reason like yours." She said after loosing herself in Michael's deep eyes.
"Well, thanks!" He smiled; glad, for some reasons, to hear that coming out of her mouth.
"Christina Rose Scofield." She said thinking out loud and knitting her brows. "You know, it really sounds good!"
"Well, at least it's better than Christina Rose Burrows!" He smiled. He noticed that Sara was a bit confused by his last words, so he started to explain to her. "Well, my brother and I have different last names. I have my mother's and he has our father's." He noticed how the confused look she had few seconds ago was now gone.
"Michael Burrows…" She said more than once, while a smile started to widen on her lips and her eyes were slowly meeting Michael's. "God, that doesn't sound good!" She laughed, shaking her head no.
"I know, and it feels weird to hear you say that!" He laughed with her. "Lucky me I have my mom's last name!" He said relief, wiping from his forehead invisible drops of sweat. That made her Sara laugh even more.
Michael knew he wasn't what they call a funny guy, of course he made some jokes, but only few people seemed to laugh at them.
But Sara… Well, she was… She was just Sara, and that was enough for Michael, to understand that she wasn't like anybody else he knew. For how pathetic and mawkish he could sound, he had to admit that Sara was one of a kind.
While she was still laughing, amused by that joke he said, Michael noticed that they just arrived to the funfair.
"Amazing how time flies by, when you spend it with someone like her." He thought, still enjoying her laugh filling his ears.
A/N: So, sorry if the story was full of horrible grammar mistakes, but hey, English is not my 1st language, so... :) Hope you guys liked it! Thanks for reading and leaving a review! :)