A/N: Hey, all! I'm sorry it's taken me so long to update. Lots of things have been going on with me lately. I got back together with my boyfriend the day before Valentine's Day, and I've recently fixed a friendship that wasn't going so great, so, at this particular moment, I am extremely happy. So, maybe this chapter will show that… or maybe not… Who knows?

Anyway, here's Chapter 11!

MATT'S P.O.V.

My sister had been going out with Gordo for about a week now, and quite frankly, I sensed something wasn't right. Maybe that's because Lizzie hasn't just been herself since the whole Miranda incident. I'm not myself. I know that for sure. No one except for me knows of my great love for her. I mean, just look at the girl. She's beautiful. Who cares if she has cuts on her arms and God only knows where else? So she messed up. Maybe I can help her so that she'll never mess up again. I could-

I sighed rather angrily. I needed to stop this. I couldn't get my hopes up about being with Miranda. I mean, for God's sake, she barely even knew I existed. To her, I was just her best friend's annoying little brother. But I meant to change that. How, you ask, for I'm sure you're curious. Well first, I'm going to pay her a visit -she's still in the hospital getting treatment for her problem with cutting-. But that's not all. I'm also bringing her 3 bouquets of roses: One's white, One's yellow, and the other is a bunch of different colored roses combined. I mean, she may think I'm crazy, but if I've learned anything from eavesdropping on Lizzie and Miranda, it's that Miranda is CRAZY about roses. And maybe by giving her roses, she'd become crazy about me.

So, I basically spent a couple month's worth of allowance on flowers for Miranda. I was beginning to wonder if I should even bother. I could give a bouquet to my mom and grandma, and maybe I'd even give Lizzie one. I mean, why even bother going to see Miranda and give her roses when chances were, she was majorly going to turn me down. I mean, I could just picture it in my mind: Her laughing in my face, asking me if I really thought I had a chance with her….

I groaned, feeling sick to my stomach with nervousness. I was going to do this. I needed to let Miranda know how I felt, even if she didn't return my feelings of love. I'll survive. I just need her to know. I decided that around 4 (pm), that I would walk over to the hospital, and visit her. That left me with about 3 hours. 3 hours to worry. 3 hours to pace around the house only to get yelled at by Lizzie while she tried to talk on the phone with Gordo. OH WELL. She could just live with it now couldn't she?

After pacing for about 13 minutes, I finally got sick of it, and sank down onto our comfy overstuffed couch, feeling nervous, scared, and lovesick all at once. It'd be just my luck that at that very moment, Lizzie came tromping down the stairs, phone in hand. To my relief, I saw that she was putting it back on the charger… after her using it, it probably HAD to be charged in order for it to work again. She came and sat down next to me.

"Hey, Matt", she greeted me in a rather nice, yet sad tone.

"Hey, Lizzie", I replied suspiciously, wondering why she was being nice, but also wondering why she was sad.

She just nodded, looking at me. "How are you?", she asked, after a couple moments' pause.

"I'm just dandy. Terrifically dandy.", I told her sarcastically. Nothing that I had done could have hidden the sarcasticness in my voice.

"What's wrong?", she asked, sounding rather concerned about me for the first time in a while.

I tried to stay quiet, but I couldn't help it. "I'M IN LOVE WITH MIRANDA!", I shouted.

She looked at me, eyes wide, mouth dropping open slightly. "Are you for real, Matt?"

I nodded, sure I was blushing. "Yeah, even though I didn't really want to tell you."

She grinned at me, her sadness seeming to disappear. "Matt McGuire, you should be wondrously happy that you just told me that."

"Uh… why's that?"

"Because Matt! Yesterday at the hospital, Miranda told me that she's had feelings for you for a LONG time!"

I stared at my sister like she was some kind of extraterrestrial creature, and now it was me with the wide eyes and the slightly open mouth.

"What did you just say?" I was having a hard time comprehending this.

"I said: She likes you, too! Apparently she has for a long time!"

I sat there, dumbfounded, before it finally sank in: Miranda Sanchez liked me!

There you go, my fellow friends! This is Chapter 11. I really should write more chapters in Matt's P.O.V. I love writing for Matt! Maybe I should just start a Matt fic… hmm.. Not a bad idea.