I did not want to disrupt Lizzie in her quiet slumber but I knew that if I didn't tell her about my dream, it would constantly haunt me.

I stood outside of Lizzie's window and watched her sleep for a few minutes. As I was just about to knock on her window, she abruptly woke up out of her dream. She was panting heavily and her face was dripping with sweat. My beautiful Lizzie did not look as peaceful as she normally did.

Lizzie jumped out of bed. She turned towards the window and we looked each other straight in the eyes. Lizzie ran to the window and opened it.

"Oh my god, Gordo, what are you doing here so late?" Lizzie cried.

"I had to come and see you." I replied.

"But why are you standing outside of my window?"

"I didn't want to wake the rest of your family."

"You scared me so much. It was like I was alone with some ghost. Please don't do that again."

"Okay. But can I come in?"

"Yeah, come on."

I climbed inside of her room.

"You know, that wasn't the first time that I stood outside your window."

"You used to watch me outside my window?"

"Yeah, you always look so peaceful and glorious. And I can see the beams of the moon shine against your skin. You look like an angel."

"Well, I know I don't look like an angel now."

"Don't say that. You always look good, no matter what. But, right now, you do look a little scared."

Lizzie was shaking like if she had seen a ghost. Her body was still extremely sweaty and her hair was tousled in all directions.

I walked up to her and pulled her tightly into my arms.

"It's okay, it's okay. Shhhhh, please, just tell me what happened."

"I had the worst nightmare in my entire life."

"What was it about?"

"You came to see me and then we began to kiss passionately."

"Doesn't seem so bad to me!"

"Please don't do this. I need you to take me seriously. All of a sudden, you and I were alone and Miranda was there. She was mad because we were together and she killed herself, again."

I pulled away from Lizzie. It freighted me to know that Lizzie had had the same dream that I had only moments afterwards.

"Gordo, what's wrong?" Lizzie asked.

"It's just, I had the same exact dream that you had. And, and, that's why I came over here. Because it scared me so much, I had to tell you."

"Well, what do you think it means?"

"In all honestly, I don't know. Maybe it's our heads telling us that us being together isn't right. That it would be wrong to Miranda."

"Gordo, why is my heart telling me that it is right?"

"I don't know. My heart feels the same thing. But, I just think that for now, we should try to stay friends."

"Do you know how hard that will be? I've denied my feelings for you for so long, and now that I have the chance to express them, you're telling me that now isn't the right time."

"Don't be mad."

"Get out. I, I can't stand to be around you right now. I'll see you later."

I climbed out of her window and slowly walked back to my house.