Miranda isn't mine. Does anyone know if there is a series 3? Such fun!
Miranda rolled her eyes. Just when she was taken off hold and actually able to speak to an actual human being there was a knock at the door. And she hadn't written Stevie a note yet. Or called Sophie to tell her she was coming. Now she has visitors. Huffing as the woman on the other end of the phone said she was going to put her back on hold and Greensleves assaulted her ears one more time she walked to the front door. The caller clearly wasn't going to give up, despite the time of night.
"If you are a burgler you can save your time. Nothing here worth stealing!" Miranda called as she walked towards the door.
She froze as her hand touched the door handle. He was outside. Oh My Word! Gary is outside and I'm in here and he only asked me to be his date because Tilly made a bet! I don't want to talk to him. I can't.
"Miranda, open the door. It's freezing out here."
"Is it? No. Go home Gary." She glared at the wooden door as if wishing it would magic Gary away if she stared at it long enough.
"Open the door. Pleae Miranda." He rested his forehead against the white wood door as he realised he had blown his chances with her. Again. He cursed himself for being so shy, for holding back for the last decade. He was about to stand up and go home when the door opened. He stumbled forward as Miranda caught him.
"What did you say?" Stevie narrowed her eyes as she stared at Tilly. Fanny blushed furiously as Penny walked towards them.
"Stephanie." Penny narrowed her eyes. "I wont have any trouble here. Not tonight."
"Neither will I Penny. And no one has called me Stephanie since I left school. Thankyou very much. The only people causing problems here are these two." She stood with her hands on her hips as Penny raised her eyebrows at the two women she had thought were her daughters' friends.
"Is that so?"
"Do you have any idea how long those two have been in love? Do you have any idea how long I have sat in that shop watching those two? Or how long Clive has had to put up with Gary mooning over her in the resteraunt? And you have to go and spoil it? No, Tilly I have to be honest with you I never saw you as you as spiteful." Stevie stepped back as Penny's jaw dropped.
"Gary and Miranda?" Penny looked from Stevie to her husband and back. "Well, that is what I call a surprise!"
"No." Stevie smiled sadly. "No, it really isn't."
Gary shook himself as Miranda helped him back to his feet. Both were breathing heavily as the now forgotten phone began playing Greensleaves. Again. Gary picked it up and handed it to her as she smiled slightly.
"Why did you leave the party?"
"I told you." Miranda turned her back to him as she realised the woman on the other end of the phone had hung up. She closed her eyes as she tried not to think how awkward things were getting. She turned to face him as he stared at the carpet.
"What happened to your Grease dvd? You love that film."
"Yeah." Miranda sighed as she looked at the scratched dvd and the broken box. She had no idea how it had come to be in that state. "Yeah, I love that film. Especially the bit where Sandy turns up all dressed in black and knocks his socks off. Tell me about it Stud!" Miranda mimed dropping the cigarette on the floor as Gary smiled and stepped towards her.
"I always think that bit is quite sad."
"Sad?" Miranda stared at the broken disc.
"She changes herself to fit in. I can't see you ever doing that." He stepped towards her.
"Hardly. I'm 6ft 1! How on earth could I?"
"Miranda." He had stepped so close to her that she hadn't realised how close he was until she looked up to see him waiting for her to meet his eye. "You shouldn't try to change. Not for Tilly and those idiots. Not for anyone."
"Gary, I know why you asked me to go there with you tonight. And it's ok. It really is. We're still friends."
"In that case, why are you running away?"
"I'm not!" Miranda scoffed. "Me? Run not a concept I am very use to."
"Miranda. Your dad told me you are going to Scotland."
"Oh that was planned ages ago. A business trip."
"You never mentioned it."
"Didn't I?" Miranda stepped back and hit the kitchen counter. She bit her bottom lip as Gary shook his head. "Are you sure?"
"Positive." He stepped towards her, effectively trapping her between himself and the breakfast bar. She was certain she stopped breathing as he brushed her hair away from her face. "And I know that the reason I asked you out wasn't because of a dare or a bet."
"No?" She stared at him as he shook his head slightly. "Well, that's good to know."
"Tilly was wrong. I don't know what you heard but I asked you out because I finally had the guts to ask you. I wanted to ask you for so long. I wanted you to stop me from going away."
"Yeah." He rested his forehead against hers. "One word and we go back to being friends."
"You are still married." Miranda sighed. "You got married."
"So she could stay here thats all. The divorce is being sorted. I want to be with you." He kissed her softly on the lips as she closed her eyes. He pulled back slightly as Miranda rested her hands on his chest.
"Now, you said something about a business trip?"
"Me? Business trip. Nah, you must be mistaken." She smiled as he raised an eyebrow.
"Good." He watched the blush creep across her face as he kissed her again. Suddenly running off to Sophie in Scotland didn't really seem such a good idea.
A/N And thats all folks. Hope it was how you wanted it to end. Not anywhere as good as the fab comedy on TV (and yes I know no where near as funny!) Please review.