Sorry i have rejected this fic for so long!
I hope you can remember the story...
Sydney watched Vaughn carefully as he drove.
There was no driving face. Just a nomal everyday look...a normal everyday handsome look. It was like she was seeing him a whole new light.
It was like there was some special aure radiating from him, and she loved it. The way he had offered to let her come back to his place like they were old friends. And she loved him for that.
Vaughn looked at Sydney from the corner of his eye.
He was watching her, watching him.
He could tell she was deep in thought byt the way he fore head was slightly scrunched up, even though she was more beautiful then ever.
Finally they arrived at his apartment.
They still didnt say a word to each other.
They got in the lift, and stared at the doors.
Not daring to steal a glance at the other.
Vaughn slowly opened his door, silenty praying his flatmates weren't home.
As he opened the door he was suprised to be overlooking a pristine apartment, defenitly not the one he had left this morning.
Then it hit him, Sam had left for Australia.
As a thankyou gift he had vaughn and Ben he would clean the apartment.
"Thankgod" thought Vaughn.
Sydney stared at his pristine apartment unsure.
"Is Vaughn...gay?" she wonderd.
She siletly prayed it was just her sub-concious mind.
"Do you want a drink?"
"Yeah, that would be good."
"Make yourself at home."
"Ok."
Sydney sat down on the comfy sofa and looked around.
She like Vaughns style immediatly, vintage.
Vaughn slowly got two cokes out of the fridge, secretly looking at Sydney surveing his apartment. He wondered what she was thinking.
He slowly sat down on the couch oppostie her and layed two cans on the coffe table.
"So...Do you want to talk?"
Sydney smiled.
"Yeah."
They were silent for a few minutes, finally Vaughn spoke.
"Well are you going to SAY anything?"
Sydney looked at him, glad to see he hadn't really changed.
"Well...its just. The major thing. Is that I live in his apartment. Mike's. And hes going to live in Paris. He's fallen in love with some beautiful french girl. And he's probably going to sell his apartment. Then what am i going to do? Where am i going to live?"
Vaughn stared at her.
Sam's room he thought.
No that wouldn't work.
Sam's room joins on to mine.
You need to walk through my room to get to the bathroom.
To get into Sam's room you have to go through my room.
It will never work.
"You can live here."
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He's taking her back to his place to talk to her.