Note: Ok, I'm saying this again just to make sure every1 understands me. I
do NOT own any of the cast of Lizzie McGuire, and I am not making money off
of this Fan Fic. I write for fun. I hope I get more reviewers soon, cuz I'm
beginning to think posting this is kinda pointless because I only received
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you writ flames anymore. JUST REVIEW! Whoa, got a little spastic there.
Anywho, please enjoy chapter 5!
Chapter 5: Uncalled for.
Miranda and Matt:
Miranda was in the upstairs bathroom for about 15 minutes now. Normally, she would be worried that Lizzie or Gordo would walk in on her crying, but she figured they were a little busy, and they would be for quite a while. So splashed water into her face as she continues to cry. She couldn't believe she was crying over Matt, Lizzie's little brother that she used to despise in every way. He used to be an annoying little brat with spiky hair. He wasn't annoying any more, but his hair had gotten spikier. She laughed at that thought. That was the first time she laughed the entire night. It didn't last long either, because she continued to cry shortly after. She looked into the mirror to find Matt walk by, obviously in agony. She then saw him walk to the bathroom door and looked in at her. "Hey, Are you ok, Miranda?" He asked, a little concerned at Miranda's puffy eyes.
"Yeah, I'll be ok. Too bad you can't say the same thing." Miranda said, trying to make a joke, but ruined it with the concern in her voice. "How are you feeling?" she couldn't help but ask.
"I feel like I'm going to pass out at any moment now. I feel really light headed. I think it's because I'm losing vision in my left eye, or because the back of my head is bleeding. Hey, do you see THAT much blood on the back of my head?" he asked turning on his heel gracefully. Miranda looked at his head, but had to look away quickly. She couldn't stand to see that much blood on Matt. She felt so bad for him, she started to cry again.
"Maybe we should show Lizzie." She choked out. "Let me see your eye." Matt just looked at her, confused as to why she had started crying again. "Ok." He said, grateful for her help. "But we can't tell Lizzie. Not now. She'll make a fool of me in school on Monday because she'll probably attempt dissing out the kid who did this to me." Matt said with much confidence that that was going to happen if he told her. Miranda walked up close to Matt and gently took the hand that was holding the ice and brought it down slowly. Matt was confused. Miranda was constantly dissing him out. Now she was helping him. He had to admit, he liked it. She looked into his eyes. He had the best eyes she had ever seen. They were the only good looking brown eyes she had ever laid her eyes on.(No offence to brown-eyed people. Don't take it personally, I have brown eyes too, and I like brown eyes.) Matt looked back into her eyes. Miranda took the ice from Matt's hand and put it up to his eye as she gently placed her hand on his chest. She didn't know why she put it there, she just did. Matt smiled at her, a nice, gentle smile. It was the first time he smiled at her like that, or at anyone for that matter. Miranda took her hand away from his chest and placed the ice back in his warm hand.
"M-m-a-a-a-t-t." she stumbled on her words.
"W-h-a-t?" he joked back.
"I- l-l-l-l-ike y-y-you. A lot. And I." She stopped as Matt walked up to her. She looked into his sparkling eyes, as he smiled that same smile he had just given her a minute ago. He cupped her shoulders and gently touched his lips to hers. She was in total and complete shock. All she could do was kiss back. She had no practice. This was her first kiss, sadly, since she was 16 years old and had never been kissed before. She could not tell if it was his first. Probably not she thought to herself, as Matt broke the kiss. He looked into her eyes. "If you haven't already noticed," he started, "I like you a lot too." He smiled as Miranda pushed him against the wall and kissed him again with more force. "Can I ask you a question though?" he asked her after he broke the kiss again. She was disappointed, she had really been enjoying it. "Sure." She said, not trying to show her frustration. "Why were you crying before?" Miranda looked into Matt's eyes. She couldn't believe she was actually with someone she truly cared about. She took the ice from him and put it over his eye. "Because I was worried about you." She simply said as she held the ice over his eye and hugged him gently, to make sure she didn't hurt him. She wasn't sure what was hurt and what wasn't, and she did not want to make anything worse. She slowly moved her hand up and down his side as Matt looked at her with the cutest face she had ever seen him make, even if it did look like he was in a bit of pain. "So tell me," she started, "tell me who did this to you, and where you are hurt." She said smiling.
"Why?" he asked, suspicious of what she was going to do.
"Well, first, I'm going to fix up whatever is hurting you, and then I'm going to whoever did this to you and beating him up!" she said giggling at the face Matt made at the last part. "Just kidding about the last part." She said, and kissed him again, and this time, he did not brake the kiss for a while.
Thanks for reading, sorry about all of the mushy gushy doofy fluff, but after reading a lot of other people's stories, I found out that's what a lot of people want. PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks a lot!
Chapter 5: Uncalled for.
Miranda and Matt:
Miranda was in the upstairs bathroom for about 15 minutes now. Normally, she would be worried that Lizzie or Gordo would walk in on her crying, but she figured they were a little busy, and they would be for quite a while. So splashed water into her face as she continues to cry. She couldn't believe she was crying over Matt, Lizzie's little brother that she used to despise in every way. He used to be an annoying little brat with spiky hair. He wasn't annoying any more, but his hair had gotten spikier. She laughed at that thought. That was the first time she laughed the entire night. It didn't last long either, because she continued to cry shortly after. She looked into the mirror to find Matt walk by, obviously in agony. She then saw him walk to the bathroom door and looked in at her. "Hey, Are you ok, Miranda?" He asked, a little concerned at Miranda's puffy eyes.
"Yeah, I'll be ok. Too bad you can't say the same thing." Miranda said, trying to make a joke, but ruined it with the concern in her voice. "How are you feeling?" she couldn't help but ask.
"I feel like I'm going to pass out at any moment now. I feel really light headed. I think it's because I'm losing vision in my left eye, or because the back of my head is bleeding. Hey, do you see THAT much blood on the back of my head?" he asked turning on his heel gracefully. Miranda looked at his head, but had to look away quickly. She couldn't stand to see that much blood on Matt. She felt so bad for him, she started to cry again.
"Maybe we should show Lizzie." She choked out. "Let me see your eye." Matt just looked at her, confused as to why she had started crying again. "Ok." He said, grateful for her help. "But we can't tell Lizzie. Not now. She'll make a fool of me in school on Monday because she'll probably attempt dissing out the kid who did this to me." Matt said with much confidence that that was going to happen if he told her. Miranda walked up close to Matt and gently took the hand that was holding the ice and brought it down slowly. Matt was confused. Miranda was constantly dissing him out. Now she was helping him. He had to admit, he liked it. She looked into his eyes. He had the best eyes she had ever seen. They were the only good looking brown eyes she had ever laid her eyes on.(No offence to brown-eyed people. Don't take it personally, I have brown eyes too, and I like brown eyes.) Matt looked back into her eyes. Miranda took the ice from Matt's hand and put it up to his eye as she gently placed her hand on his chest. She didn't know why she put it there, she just did. Matt smiled at her, a nice, gentle smile. It was the first time he smiled at her like that, or at anyone for that matter. Miranda took her hand away from his chest and placed the ice back in his warm hand.
"M-m-a-a-a-t-t." she stumbled on her words.
"W-h-a-t?" he joked back.
"I- l-l-l-l-ike y-y-you. A lot. And I." She stopped as Matt walked up to her. She looked into his sparkling eyes, as he smiled that same smile he had just given her a minute ago. He cupped her shoulders and gently touched his lips to hers. She was in total and complete shock. All she could do was kiss back. She had no practice. This was her first kiss, sadly, since she was 16 years old and had never been kissed before. She could not tell if it was his first. Probably not she thought to herself, as Matt broke the kiss. He looked into her eyes. "If you haven't already noticed," he started, "I like you a lot too." He smiled as Miranda pushed him against the wall and kissed him again with more force. "Can I ask you a question though?" he asked her after he broke the kiss again. She was disappointed, she had really been enjoying it. "Sure." She said, not trying to show her frustration. "Why were you crying before?" Miranda looked into Matt's eyes. She couldn't believe she was actually with someone she truly cared about. She took the ice from him and put it over his eye. "Because I was worried about you." She simply said as she held the ice over his eye and hugged him gently, to make sure she didn't hurt him. She wasn't sure what was hurt and what wasn't, and she did not want to make anything worse. She slowly moved her hand up and down his side as Matt looked at her with the cutest face she had ever seen him make, even if it did look like he was in a bit of pain. "So tell me," she started, "tell me who did this to you, and where you are hurt." She said smiling.
"Why?" he asked, suspicious of what she was going to do.
"Well, first, I'm going to fix up whatever is hurting you, and then I'm going to whoever did this to you and beating him up!" she said giggling at the face Matt made at the last part. "Just kidding about the last part." She said, and kissed him again, and this time, he did not brake the kiss for a while.
Thanks for reading, sorry about all of the mushy gushy doofy fluff, but after reading a lot of other people's stories, I found out that's what a lot of people want. PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks a lot!