JuliaFoolia: Way to quote Tori Vega for an Elavan fanfic.
TheGracie: How painful is your illness? Everybody ATTENTION: New updates now depend on the level of humor that I will get from TheGracie's decriptions of her illness. If it amuses me and makes me happy, updates will continue quickly. Thank you. *Turns of microphone*
Also, Swimmersflip123: How PAINFUL?
Remus'Girl-Jaggie-Bade: I love that word. Git. It's awesomesauce. It also confirms to a very high level that you are an avid Harry Potter reader/watcher. Along with your name.
BTW, LOVED Liz's last tweet to MikeyDeleasa:
MikeyDeleasa: Just got 8th place in mario kart...who does that
LizGillies: MikeyDeleasa Losers. Losers do that.
I also just realized she unfollowed someone...maybe it was for #UnfriendFriday?
Ok ok! Stop yelling! Disclaimer: I do not own them. Otherwise the things that I want to know SOOOOO bad, would be known to me. But they are not. And it's killing me! Painfully. Like, scissors, painful. Like, stab them in and twist and open and close and jab, painfully. Like, BTK painful.
Liz POV
"I, uh, I don't know...maybe. No. Yeah...no! I don't know, Eric!"
I really didn't know how to respond to his question.
I didn't want to still like him in that way, but I think I did. But, I couldn't and shouldn't because I love Avan.
"I-we- better get back to the table." I turned and began walking back to the table when I felt him gently touch my arm. Instinctively, I turned around.
"Can I-Am I still able to go to your 18th?" He asked, looking nervous.
My gaze softened. Unfortunately, I could almost never say no to this Eric.
"Yes, Eric. We're still friends. We always will be." I said and walked back to the table.
Eric went to actually get a drink, so as not to seem too suspicious.
I sat down at the table.
"Oh, hey, Vic. I ran into Eric in the hallway. You should really stop flirting with him."
"Why?" She asked. "I wan't aware that I was flirting with him." She looked at Avan.
Avan looked at me. "Why do you care that Vic's flirting with Eric?"
"Yeah," She said, batting her lashes at Avan.
She just didn't know when to quit.
"Oh, well, you were. Just like you flirt with Avan. All the time." I said, my voice starting to get tense. I saw her blush, as I called her out.
She just turned around in her seat to talk to Leon.
I rolled my eyes and watched the performance of someone on stage for karaoke.
Avan POV
I watched Graham and Ari be cute.
I was jealous.
I couldn't do that with Liz.
So I just slipped my hand in hers under the table.
Eric came back and sat on the other side of Liz.
"Alright!" The DJ called. "Who's up next?"
Ari stood up.
"I wanna!" She said. He raised an eyebrow at her, asking what song she wanted.
"Um, Rihanna's version of Love the Way You Lie."
It played.
"On the first page,
Of our story,
The future seemed so bright." Graham smiled at her like she was the sun.
She smiled back and continued.
"Then this thing turned out,
So evil,
I don't know why I'm still surprised." Liz leaned back on me and rested her head on my shoulder to watch Ariana.
I knew that she loved singing. I knew that she loved acting. And I knew that she loved Ariana.
"Even angels,
Have their wicked schemes.
And you take that,
To new extremes,"
But I also knew that she was always second best to Ari; I knew that she put up with it for the reasons already stated, and some reasons that I don't even know or understand.
"But you'll always
Be my hero,
Even though,
You've lost your mind."
I knew that it was hard for Liz to stay happy for her when Ariana got to do concerts and was always getting cheered for; it was hard for Liz to stay the cheerful person she is when her best friend always has more followers on Twitter, or more fans on , and Liz was almost always second/third best on Victorious polls, always beaten out by Ari or Vic. But no matter what, she kept smiling and being happy for them.
"Just gonna stand there
And watch me burn,
But that's alright,
Because I like the way it hurts,"
Just like she was right now.
"Just gonna stand there
And hear me cry,
But that's alright,
Because I love the way you lie."
When she knew that Ariana would get more cheers, get more fans because of this, get to have another huge moment of glory.
"I love the way you lie,
Oh,
I love the way you lie."
When we both knew that Liz would clap and smile and be happy for Ari after this performance.
"Now there's gravel
In our voices,
Glass is shattered
From the fight."
I knew not to ask Liz if she wanted to talk about it. The last time I had tried to do that, she had screamed at me and then broken down crying and apologizing for yelling, and for not being as perfect as the others.
"In this tug of war,
You'll always win,
Even when I'm right."
I don't believe she's perfect. No one is. But that doesn't mean that she's any less as good as the others, and I had told her so.
"Cause you feed me
Fables from your hand,
With violent words and
Empty threats."
I knew that tonight was gonna be a tough one to get through. We would end up arguing about Eric, or Victoria. I knew we would. It was inevitable, and we would have to talk about it later. It would end up with one or both of us feeling hurt or a little broken, but we'd be there to fix each other.
"And it's sick that
All these battles are
What keeps me satisfied.
Just gonna stand there
And watch me burn.
But that's alright,
Because I like the way it hurts."
Liz knew I liked to dig my fingernails into my arm frm time to time when I'm down or angry. Or press them into my palm. It was amazing how much she knew about me. It was also amazing how she knew that much about me. Whenever I did these things to drown out the other pain, she tried never to stop me, because she knew it was one of my ways of coping.
"Just gonna stand there
And hear me cry.
But that's alright
Because I love the way you lie.
I love the way you lie
Oh,
I love the way you lie."
I loved the way she understood my reasoning with pressing sharp objects into my palm.I loved how she let me, and if I ever accidentally got hurt, she wouldn't scold me, she'd let me get over the thrill of the little bit of pain, then fix whatever had happened. And I loved how if I was upset and she was around, she'd sit in my lap and hug me while I would press a pencil, my nails, a pen, anything sharp and painful into my hand.
"So maybe I'm a masochist,
I try to run,
But I don't ever wanna leave.
Till the walls are goin' up in smoke,
With all our memories."
Liz shifted a little, so that Eric had to scoot over some, so Liz could put her legs up on the seats of the booth and relax on me a little more.
"Just gonna stand there
And watch me burn,
But that's alright,
Because I like the way it hurts.
Just gonna stand there
And hear me cry,
But that's alright,
Because I love the way you lie."
Whenever Liz was around, I didn't feel the want nor the need for that pain as often. She had been the closest thing to my cure that I had ever come to.
"I love the way you lie,
Oh,
I love the way you lie."
I put my arms around her middle, and for a moment, it wasn't on screen Beck&Jade and Jade&Beck, it was off-screen Avan&Liz Liz&Avan.
Coolio. So, I'm gonna pull a Sikowitz right now and ask a question that you have to answer or you fail my class. Name a Beatles song that you like and say which actor/actress of Victorious you think it fits best! And GO! Also, R&R, thnx!