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AMELIAS POV
I spent the night at Arizona's house and I can't stop thinking about it. I tried to make it seem like my feelings were for her but she definitely thinks I'm talking about Owen. I mean, who wouldn't? He left me to go to Germany, came back, then Teddy came back pregnant, and left me again. God she probably thinks I'm madly in love with Owen, when all I want is her.
"Hey!" I heard. I turned to see Arizona.
"Hey," I said.
"What's up?" She said.
"Uh nothing really," I shrugged.
"Did you tell them yet?" She said.
"What?" I chuckled.
"Well, last night you said you wanted to tell this anonymous person that you had feelings for them," she said, "come on I can be your wing woman!" You can't be the wing woman if you're the crush Arizona, but, still incredibly cute. 
"I didn't tell them," I said.
"Well why not?" She chuckled. Because it's you.
"I don't know I'm nervous," I said.
"Why not? Who wouldn't want to date you? You're hot," she said.
"Really?" I chuckled.
"Yeah, you're hot, any guy would be lucky to date you, you know, I'd even date you," she chuckled as she walked away. Did she actually mean that?
"Thanks I guess?" I chuckled and she smiled as she walked off. What did that mean? I'd even date you. Was she serious?
"Hey you okay?" Maggie said as she walked up next to me.
"Yeah I'm fine," I said, "quick question."
"Okay," Maggie said.
"If someone says 'I'd date you' ironically, what does that mean?" I said.
"Sounds like they're into you," Maggie said, "who is it? This mysterious friend you're going off to?"
"No," I said, "It wasn't anyone."
"Why can't you just spill some details?" Maggie chuckled.
"Because it's nothing," I said as I walked away.
ARIZONAS POV
I'd  even date you. I said that? How could I be so stupid? What if she just thinks I'm weird now. I totally creeped her out. Shit. I was sitting in the cafeteria and I saw her walk in with Meredith. I tried not to stare but it was awfully hard when she looked so cute in scrubs.
"Hi," Amelia said as she sat down across from me.
"Hi," I said.
"Do you wanna hangout after work?" She asked.
"Sure," I smiled.
"Okay," she nodded.
"Wanna come over at 7?" I offered.
"Sure," she smiled, "I'll see you later?"
"Yeah," I said. She got up and joined Maggie, Meredith, Alex, and Jo at a table. Maybe I didn't creep her out. I don't know. She is so hard to read, but god, she's so fucking attractive. She laughed at something Alex said and she was so pretty. Could she be into girls? I feel like she could be. She totally could be, right? Was she into me? She asked to hang out. 
"Is this seat taken?" I looked up and saw Jackson.
"No," I said. He nodded and sat down.
"So you and Maggie aren't back together?" I said.
"Nope," he said.
"Sorry to hear," I said.
"It's okay," he said, "it just didn't work."
"Yeah," I said, thinking of Amelia.
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My doorbell rang and I ran down the stairs. I opened the door to Amelia, who was holding a paper bag.
"I brought food," she smiled, ugh she was too adorable. I smiled and we sat down.
"Okay, first order of business, did you talk to Owen today?" I said, trying to see if I could figure out if she was bisexual in anyway.
"It's not Owen," she chuckled, "but I talked to this person today."
"You did?" I said.
"Yeah," she said, "do you have a work crush? It would be a lot more fun if this was two sided."
"I mean everyone has a work crush," I shrugged.
"Will this be an anonymous work crush?" Amelia said.
"It will be," I said.
"Alright," Amelia said, "did you talk to them today."
"Yeah," I shrugged, "A little."
"See we're each getting somewhere!" Amelia said.
"Baby steps," I chuckled.
"Oh so now you understand baby steps when it's about you," she chuckled, "instead of pushing me to talk."
"Some people need pushing," I protested. She chuckled and smiled. 
AMELIAS POV
She was so pretty. Ugh. I just wanted to tell her I was talking about her, but I couldn't. I wanted to just kiss her, and tell her how much I cared about her, but the thought of that scared the life out of me. What if she wasn't into me? What if I read today wrong? What if I was wrong? I didn't want to be wrong about this.