A/N: this one's a song fic of Phinbella, you can skip the song part, but it's there to move things along, so enjoy!

It was a long day at the Olé Café and I was just done working as a waitress today, my friends were all busy at their own places as well, but I was doing fine. Then just as I was finished getting my apron off, who happened to walk in but a certain triangle headed boy, Phineas Flynn.

Out of all of the places in this little town
Yeah, you had to come walking in here and sit down

I wondered why he was here. Didn't he already know my work hours? After all, he used to come a lot when we were... together.... He turned over to me and smiled, and I almost pulled my bow down to cover my blushing. Same old Phineas.

I'm hiding and hoping my face ain't too red
Since we been over, been trying like crazy to get you out of my head

"Isabella! hey! It's been a while!" He said, and practically ran over to me. Oh man, I noticed he was wearing that same orange stripped shirt as when we were dating. I used to love that shirt.

"Wow, look at you! You're looking nice!" He continued, now we were eye to eye, or at least as close as possible being that he was almost four inches taller than me.

So-o-o
Why you wanna
Show up in a old t-shirt that I love
Why you gotta tell me that I'm looking good

"Phineas..." I said, "You know when you left for College we ended things. Don't you remember the fights about you leaving? I'm not saying that either of us was right, but I know this isn't."

He smiled at me with his goofy grin. "Can't I just talk, friend to friend with you? I missed you, ya know? Like a friend" he closed in on me in a hug, making me blush again and hope he didn't notice.

Don't know what
You were thinkin'
You were doing
Moving in for a hug
Like you don't know I'm coming unglued

That day I realized some thing. I still loved him.

Why you gotta
Why you wanna
Make me keep wanting you

After that, we sat in the booth like we used to and just talked for a bit. nothing really pressing, just small talk. He told me of all the inventions and I leaned in. It was pretty evident that I was staring at him when he turned from his stories and just started smiling real big.

"What?" I asked, more confident than I actually was.

"Nothing," he replied like he knew something I didn't "It's just- hey, do you have the same number as when I last texted you?"

"Yah, but-"

"Great!" He interrupted and looked at his watch"I gotta go! Sorry! I'm just using my break time from the Danville construction site!" He was rushing to get his stuff together.

"Wait! You got a job here!?"

"Long story! I'll call you!" And he ran out the door.

I wish you had on sunglasses to cover up those blue eyes
I wish you said something mean to make me glad that you said goodbye
Why can't you look off somewhere if you catch me staring at you
Why can't you be cold like any old good ex would do

That night, I thought of Phineas. A lot. He was just same old Phineas, the Phineas I loved... love. He just had to come stumbling into my life again, that clumsy dork of a boy who just happened to be the greatest thing since sliced bread in my eyes.

Why did he make me so giggly and bubbly inside? I thought back to when we were an item. He wore the same t-shirt with a small detection of an oil sense but had this uniqueness about the smell that made me wanna sniff it forever. He told me I looked nice, and then.... he hugged me.... It sent a small tingle inside.

BRIIIIIING!

BRIIIIIING!

I looked down at my phone. Phineas. He texted me.

So-o-o
Why you wanna
Show up in a old t-shirt that I love
Why you gotta tell me that I'm looking good
Don't know what
You were thinkin'
You were doing
Moving in for a hug
Like you don't know I'm coming unglued
Why you gotta
Why you wanna
Make me keep wanting you
Keep wanting you

I carefully unlocked my phone and read the text:

Phineas: Hey Izzy!

Why did he have to use his pet name for me? I texted back though, curious to what he had to say.

Me: hi, sup?

Phineas quickly responded.

Phineas: Oh, just wondering if you'd like to go and do something, maybe we could go somewhere and just catch up, ya know?

I stared at his comment with a million thoughts racing through my mind. Say yes? say no? I finally texted back along the lines of, "sure why not?" And proceeded to set a date. Was it the right choice? Well, there's only one way to find out.

Why
Why
Why
Would you tell me that you call me up sometime?
Maybe we can get a drink and just catch up
Like that'd be enough
No, that ain't enough

A week later he picked me up in his car of the future, as I liked to think. It was all high-tech and flashy, with no roof and reminded me of that brilliantness he had as as kid, no doubt he tricked it out himself.

"Like my ride?" He teasingly said and took out some cheesy sunglasses and placed them over his eyes

"It's a real beauty" I replied as I jumped in (almost literally) from the top. The ride was nice, mostly small chat. Usually a girl couldn't trust being in a guy's car, but this was Phineas, and I knew that he wouldn't do anything sketchy. As wild and spontaneous as he was, he was still predictable down to the, "hey, where's Perry?" comments.

When we got to the restaurant, he opened the car door for me and we were seated. He told me about his new construction job.

"It's a good thing that our structures don't disappear anymore! I always wondered what had happened...." Phineas lingered at the last part.

"Me too... What did happen Phineas?" I looked at him, hoping that he'd pick up my reference to why he left, but I just knew it was in vain, he was Mr. Clueless, that lovable dork with the brightness in his eyes, not a mind reader. Yet his face saddened and I tilted my head.

"I don't know...." He scratched his ear and sighed "It's not like I exactly wanted to end things either, but I wanted to go to college, and get a degree, then I could do something, be somebody, prove my self... to you..."

"Oh Phineas!" I almost laughed, and even though I didn't, I could see his face reddening at my obvious amusement, "You never had to do that, you and your old striped T-shirt, and flaming hair" then I took on an angry of sorts tone"the nerve of you! Telling me I look good after being gone so long! Then hugging me like you don't know I'm falling apart! Phineas Flynn...." I huffed, "you really don't know when a girl desperately falls for you, and that, when that sorta thing happens, you don't need to prove your self.... You just need to stay exactly who you are."

Silence hung between us, like a foggy haze of emotions, intertwined feelings of remorse, desperation, and love.

"Why you gotta?" I smiled in a wry grin.

"Why I gotta what?" Phineas said

"Make me keep loving you." I replied

Why you gotta
Show up in a old t-shirt that I love
Why you gotta tell me that I'm looking good
Don't know what
You were thinkin'
You were doing
Moving in for a hug
Like you don't know I'm coming unglued
Why you gotta
Why you wanna
Make me keep wanting you

That day, we talked, we laughed, and we rekindled the flame that had never really died in the first place.

He was a sun, and I felt like the moon, only reflecting his brightness, 'cause he was my light. I know it sounds cliché, a relationship changing a girl's life, but in reality, we changed each other, making every other season as bright as those summer days.

And of all the places in Danville, he happened to come to the Olé Café.

Why you gotta
Why you wanna
Make me keep wanting you

Why you gotta
Why you wanna
Make me keep wanting you

Out of all of the places
In this little town
Yeah, you had to come walking in here and sit down

A/N: Woah! longest one-shot, that I think I've ever written! Sad and glad at the same time that it's over. I finished this right before I posted the second chap, and I'm pumped!!!!

After the fact: getting ready to post this! so excited!!!!! I mean song fics might be my niche!