Chapter 9 The Prom Part II
"Lizzie! Lizzie! Wait!"
She had run outside and now stood in the middle of the parking lot realizing Ethan was her ride. The sky was filled with clouds and blue flashes of light illuminated the surroundings from time to time.
"Shit," Lizzie cursed under her breath.
Gordo ran up beside her. "Lizzie, please tell me what's wrong. You're mad at me and you have every right to be. But what, specifally, is it that's bothering you?"
"EVERYTHING!" she shouted hysterically. "You, Kate, my parents, me Ethan! Everything! Everything's wrong!" she was crying hard now.
"Lizzie, I am so sorry about Kate. I wouldn't have said yes if I hadn't seen you and Ethan making out."
"Oh! So now this is my fault?!"
"No! It's just, when...Remember when you asked if I had someone in mind?"
"Yeah," Lizzie said hesitantly.
"It was you. I was going to ask you, but when I saw you and Ethan--"
"You told Kate yes."
"Yeah."
"So it is my fault?" she said, distraught.
"Lizzie, it doesn't matter."
"What do you mean, it doesn't matter?! Why do I have to go around ruining my life?"
"Lizzie. I mean it. It doesn't matter. I love you," he added quietly.
"What?"
"Lizzie, I love you. I've loved you since we were four years old and playing in the sandbox together."
Lizzie took a step closer to Gordo. "Why didn't you tell me, you big dope?"
"Fear of rejection is a powerful thing."
Lizzie framed Gordo's face between her hands. "I wouldn't have said no." She let her hands slide down to his shoulders.
"No?"
No." They gazed at each other. Lizzie kissed him, slowly at first and then it started to heat up. Suddenly, it started raining and they oulled back, laughing. They run back into the dance, hand in hand.
"Lizzie! Lizzie! Wait!"
She had run outside and now stood in the middle of the parking lot realizing Ethan was her ride. The sky was filled with clouds and blue flashes of light illuminated the surroundings from time to time.
"Shit," Lizzie cursed under her breath.
Gordo ran up beside her. "Lizzie, please tell me what's wrong. You're mad at me and you have every right to be. But what, specifally, is it that's bothering you?"
"EVERYTHING!" she shouted hysterically. "You, Kate, my parents, me Ethan! Everything! Everything's wrong!" she was crying hard now.
"Lizzie, I am so sorry about Kate. I wouldn't have said yes if I hadn't seen you and Ethan making out."
"Oh! So now this is my fault?!"
"No! It's just, when...Remember when you asked if I had someone in mind?"
"Yeah," Lizzie said hesitantly.
"It was you. I was going to ask you, but when I saw you and Ethan--"
"You told Kate yes."
"Yeah."
"So it is my fault?" she said, distraught.
"Lizzie, it doesn't matter."
"What do you mean, it doesn't matter?! Why do I have to go around ruining my life?"
"Lizzie. I mean it. It doesn't matter. I love you," he added quietly.
"What?"
"Lizzie, I love you. I've loved you since we were four years old and playing in the sandbox together."
Lizzie took a step closer to Gordo. "Why didn't you tell me, you big dope?"
"Fear of rejection is a powerful thing."
Lizzie framed Gordo's face between her hands. "I wouldn't have said no." She let her hands slide down to his shoulders.
"No?"
No." They gazed at each other. Lizzie kissed him, slowly at first and then it started to heat up. Suddenly, it started raining and they oulled back, laughing. They run back into the dance, hand in hand.