Hey there, this is just a little Phineas and Isabella love story. They're about 17 now and realizing they having feeling for each other. Actually, Phineas is realizing he is seriously in love.
The Older Years
Chapter One- Since when did I act like this?
"whatcha doooing?" She chimed. Her pink bow bopping over the fence as she came into the yard. Sun dappled her black hair as she walked under the tree that covered so much of our backyard. "Trying to figure out what Ferb and I are going to do today!" I said before flopping down onto the grass. "I'm out of ideas, do you have an idea Isabella?" She leaned over me and smiled. Her eyes lit up and my heart felt like it was going to blow a gasket. "Nope." she sat down next to me and pulled grass from the ground. Ferb slowly got up and followed Perry, our pet platypus, out of the yard and into the house. A slight breeze ruffled Isabella's hair and her bow fell into the grass next to me. Autumn leaves fell from the tree and scattered onto the ground. We both reached for the bow and our fingers touched so slightly but it felt like I stuck a fork in an outlet. My heart started pounding and I could feel the blush creeping up into my face. "S-sorry." I stammered. Phineas, MAN! Pull yourself together, she's just your friend, why are you acting this way. My voiced echoed loudly in my head. Isabella turned away quietly as she put her bow back into her long hair...her shining, beaut- PHINEAS! really man? Calm down. "Are you okay? You're all red." She reached out to touch my forehead but I pushed her hand away. "I'm okay Isa." I forced a smile. Sitting up quickly made me really dizzy but I had a feeling it had to do with something else. "So..Phineas-" My heart flipped when she said my name. "Whatcha wanna do today?" She pulled on more grass then looked me in the eyes. No, bad don't do that! NO. I shook my head and pretended to fix my hair. My stomach was churning and flipping. I felt my throat constricting with nerves. Oh no, here it comes. "excusemeithinkimgoingtobesick!" all my words stumbled out as I got up, running to the house. I made it, but just barely. I flung the bathroom door open and aimed for the toilet.
If I hated anything the most in the world, it's getting sick to my stomach. "Ugh.." I sighed and slid down onto the floor. The cold tile was relieving because I was burning up. "Phin?" Ferb's voice echoed down the hall before he appeared in the doorway of the bathroom. "Wotcher Phin, looks like breakfast didn't stay at Tiffany's this mornin'." Ferb came in, flushed the toilet, closed the lid and sat down. He didn't say anything but his look said it all. "What, Ferb. Don't make that face at me." I was not in the mood for his quirky British humor that said nothing and everything. "Fine" He sighed, "Why the bloody hell are you in here, looking like you just got mowed down by a double decker bus?" He handed me a tissue to wipe my mouth. "Ferb..she makes me so nervous. She never used to make me feel this way.." I grabbed the towel rack and pulled myself up. Peeking out the shades of the bathroom window, I saw her there, laying in the grass. Her hair spread in the autumn leaves, her blue eyes sparkling in the September sun. My stomach gave another huge jolt. "Ferb I'm gonna be sick again." I slid back down to the floor and sunk my head in my hands. "Whats wrong with me...?" My hoarse voice sounded so unlike me.. "Phineas Flynn-Fletcher. Nothing. AND I MEAN nothing is wrong with you" Ferb's suddenly sharp voice scared me. I looked at him and he was staring straight at me.
"You're just in love is all."
I opened my mouth to speak, but my stomach spoke instead, and it spoke all over Ferb's brand new shoes.
Ferb let out a long string of choice swear words before carefully removing his shoes and throwing them in the shower. He handed me a pile of towels to clean up my mess. "Ill be back in a sec." His vanished, carefully avoiding the puddles of sick on the tile.