"Lizzie, can you please meet me somewhere tonight?" I asked.
"Sure, Gordo. Where do you want to go?" Lizzie responded.
"Meet me at the part at 12:00 Midnight. K?"
"Why at midnight?"
"Please, just be there."
"Okay, sure."
"Great. Bye."
"Bye."
12:03 Midnight
Where is she? I told her to meet me at the park at midnight exactly and it's 12:03 already. What if she decides to not come? God, will I look like a loser.
"Hey Gordo." I knew whose beautiful voice was radiating through the air.
I turned around and saw Lizzie standing there as beautiful as ever. Hair shining, eyes glowing. Even with how late it was, she didn't seem to care. It's like she wanted to be there.
"You're late."
I couldn't believe I blurted out those words so negatively. She'll probably think I'm a jerk.
"No, duh, Gordo. It took forever to get my parents to go to sleep without suspecting that I was up to something."
"Oh, well, try to get her faster next time."
"Don't be so rude."
"Sorry, I'm just a little anxious, that's all."
"Okay. So, why did you want to see me?"
"Well…"
I moved over to a bench and sat down.
"Well, what?"
"Well, I really needed to talk to you about something important. And, I couldn't do it over the phone or through email because I thought that it would be better to do in person."
"Oh, well, it sounds serious. Just tell me."
"Okay."
I took a deep and heavy sigh. I didn't know if I was ready to get into this.
"Have you ever had deep feelings for anybody, anything for that matter, and just wanted to express them. You know, like you have so much love or so much hate and you just needed to let them go or else you wouldn't know what to do with your life."
"I don't know. In terms of hate, I have really disliked a few people but not passionately. And, in terms of love, I guess I've had crushes. It's like, I don't know. Sometimes I think that we're all too young to understand what love really is. This is only high school. But I guess, if I really found someone who felt truthfully and passionately in love with me, I might just happen to have those feelings to."
"Why didn't you?"
"Why didn't I what?"
"Why didn't you have those feelings for anyone? I mean, the chance did come up."
"Yeah, it did, but those were completely different circumstances. Gordo, you told me that you were in love with me and that was the reason for why Miranda killed herself. I mean, how's a girl supposed to take something like that. She finds out a guy that she kinda likes likes her back and that her best friend just killed herself because of those feelings."
"You liked me?"
"It doesn't matter now, does it Gordo?"
"I find it very unlikely that we will ever have a chance for love again."
"That's not true."
"Yes it is."
Tears began to well up in her eyes.
"Lizzie, just listen to me. It's been over a year. I still love you. I never stopped loving you and I don't think I ever will. I tried to get over you and I never could. It was too hard."
"I just don't think I can handle this anymore."
"Handle what?"
"All of this 'I love you' 'You love me' bull shit. I mean, what has love really done for us. It's caused me to probably never be happy again, it's caused you to never get over me, and it's caused my best friend to kill herself. Doesn't seem so great to me."
"Lizzie, don't say that. Please."
"Just, leave me alone Gordo. Please. I can't take anymore right now."
Lizzie stood up now with gallons of tears falling from her eyes. I tried to grab her arm but she ran away as fast as possible.
"Sure, Gordo. Where do you want to go?" Lizzie responded.
"Meet me at the part at 12:00 Midnight. K?"
"Why at midnight?"
"Please, just be there."
"Okay, sure."
"Great. Bye."
"Bye."
12:03 Midnight
Where is she? I told her to meet me at the park at midnight exactly and it's 12:03 already. What if she decides to not come? God, will I look like a loser.
"Hey Gordo." I knew whose beautiful voice was radiating through the air.
I turned around and saw Lizzie standing there as beautiful as ever. Hair shining, eyes glowing. Even with how late it was, she didn't seem to care. It's like she wanted to be there.
"You're late."
I couldn't believe I blurted out those words so negatively. She'll probably think I'm a jerk.
"No, duh, Gordo. It took forever to get my parents to go to sleep without suspecting that I was up to something."
"Oh, well, try to get her faster next time."
"Don't be so rude."
"Sorry, I'm just a little anxious, that's all."
"Okay. So, why did you want to see me?"
"Well…"
I moved over to a bench and sat down.
"Well, what?"
"Well, I really needed to talk to you about something important. And, I couldn't do it over the phone or through email because I thought that it would be better to do in person."
"Oh, well, it sounds serious. Just tell me."
"Okay."
I took a deep and heavy sigh. I didn't know if I was ready to get into this.
"Have you ever had deep feelings for anybody, anything for that matter, and just wanted to express them. You know, like you have so much love or so much hate and you just needed to let them go or else you wouldn't know what to do with your life."
"I don't know. In terms of hate, I have really disliked a few people but not passionately. And, in terms of love, I guess I've had crushes. It's like, I don't know. Sometimes I think that we're all too young to understand what love really is. This is only high school. But I guess, if I really found someone who felt truthfully and passionately in love with me, I might just happen to have those feelings to."
"Why didn't you?"
"Why didn't I what?"
"Why didn't you have those feelings for anyone? I mean, the chance did come up."
"Yeah, it did, but those were completely different circumstances. Gordo, you told me that you were in love with me and that was the reason for why Miranda killed herself. I mean, how's a girl supposed to take something like that. She finds out a guy that she kinda likes likes her back and that her best friend just killed herself because of those feelings."
"You liked me?"
"It doesn't matter now, does it Gordo?"
"I find it very unlikely that we will ever have a chance for love again."
"That's not true."
"Yes it is."
Tears began to well up in her eyes.
"Lizzie, just listen to me. It's been over a year. I still love you. I never stopped loving you and I don't think I ever will. I tried to get over you and I never could. It was too hard."
"I just don't think I can handle this anymore."
"Handle what?"
"All of this 'I love you' 'You love me' bull shit. I mean, what has love really done for us. It's caused me to probably never be happy again, it's caused you to never get over me, and it's caused my best friend to kill herself. Doesn't seem so great to me."
"Lizzie, don't say that. Please."
"Just, leave me alone Gordo. Please. I can't take anymore right now."
Lizzie stood up now with gallons of tears falling from her eyes. I tried to grab her arm but she ran away as fast as possible.