Disclaimer: I don't own any of characters, except Jake and Heather. They all belong to Disney.
A/N This is my first Lizzie fanfic so please be nice in your reviews. Please tell me what you think.
Lizzie and Ronnie are 15, Jake and Heather are 17
The Accident------ Scene outside a night club called Vodu-------
"Are you sure you can drive?" Lizzie asked Jake, Ronnie's brother.
"Yeah, no prob," he replied.
Lizzie and Ronnie had been dating for almost a year. They double-dated a lot with Jake and his girlfriend, Heather. They would all go to parties and clubs together. Lizzie never drank any alcohol, she had promised herself that she never would, but Ronnie, Jake, and Heather all drank a lot. They had all gotten fake ID's that said they were older, that's how they got into the clubs and got their drinks. That night Lizzie had noticed that Jake had had a lot to drink and she was worried about him driving.
"I wanna drive! I wanna drive!" cried Heather in a whiney voice as she walked a little lopsided with her arm around Jake's waist. Lizzie got even more worried, compared to Heather, Jake was completely sober.
Lizzie's worry about Heather's driving quickly faded as Jake said a flat out "no" to Heather. They got into the metallic blue new BMW that belonged to Ronnie's parents. Jake and Heather were up-front while Lizzie and Ronnie got comfortable in the back seat.
Lizzie loved kissing Ronnie. His tender lips caused a sort of an electric shock on hers every time they met. Just one kiss from him would make all her worries disappear. Ronnie leaned on her so they were both lying on the back seat. Everything was going great until Jake made a sharp swerve and the sound of metal rubbing against each other filled Lizzie's ears. She felt the car flip over and she grabbed Ronnie quickly. Everything seemed as if it was playing in slow motion.
" Oh my god, I'm going to die," she thought as she started to silently cry.
Ronnie had already hit his head and he was unconscious.
Her life flashed before her eyes. Lizzie thought about all the good times she had with Gordo and Miranda and how she wished that she had accepted their offer to go to the movies. She realized how many mistakes she had committed throughout the last few years. She thought about her parents and Matt and how they would be affected. *Would they even care that I'm gone* Lizzie knew that she had been very harsh to her parents lately, but she hoped they would forgive her.
As the car stopped moving, Lizzie felt very numb, but she mumbled, " I love you". She didn't know to whom she was saying it to; she just felt the need to say it.
A/N Do you like it? I do have a plot I mind, but it's going to take many chapters. Be patient please. I'll update the next chapter when I get 5 nice reviews.