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A/N: I know I know. It's been a while. Sorry. I'm just lazy. Gah. I haven't even really been doing much to develop this story either.
Chapter 6: We Need To Talk
"David?" Gordo knew right off that the voice on the other end was serious, not only because of their tone, but because they had used his actual name.
"What is it?" After a long pause, he continued. "You obviously called for a reason, you're distraught about something, you can tell me."
"I know I can. I just can't do it over the phone," The voice finally spoke.
"I'll meet you in twenty minutes at the Digital Bean. OK with you?"
"Sure. I'll see you in twenty minutes."
"Alright. Bye."
"Bye."
(Digital Bean)
Gordo was the first of the two to arrive and found a table for them to sit at and talk about whatever was bothering his friend. 'What can it possibly be?' he thought the whole way over.
After a few more seconds, Gordo noticed someone walk in and walk towards him.
"Hey," Miranda said.
"Hey. So, Miranda, spill," he bluntly replied.
"You were right," the nervous girl mumbled.
"Excuse me?"
"You were right," Miranda spoke, with a little more volume.
"I was? Wait, about what?"
"About me being with you."
"What do you mean?" Gordo answered, suddenly interested in what she had to say.
"I mean, I wasn't with you just because I thought that I could change your feelings. I knew I couldn't."
"Then, why were you with me?"
"The same reason you were me."
"You love Lizzie, too?" Gordo jokingly replied.
"Funny. You know, you might want to drop that whole director bit and become a comedian, you just crack me up," Miranda said sarcastically.
"I'll take that into consideration. But, first, you tell me what you exactly mean."
"Never mind. I can't. I just can't say it."
"Miranda, come on. You wouldn't have called if you didn't want me to know, if you didn't want to say it. Now, what have you been hiding?"
"I was with you because you were safe, I knew you could never love me. Just like I could never love you. Not like that at least. We're too platonic together, not romantic like you and a certain bubbly blonde."
"Sanchez, do you love someone too?"
Miranda automatically blushed and stuttered, "Me? Um, no. Of c-course not. What would make you say that?"
"Miranda, you suck at lying."
"Yeah, well, what can I say?"
"You can say, 'Gordo, I love _______'"
"Gordo, I love cookies."
"Fine. I'm comfortable with only knowing the reason. For now."
Smiling, she responded, "Well, going the way it's going to go, forever seems more like it."
"No way. I'll get it out of you eventually. One night, when you least expect it, I'll get you drunk and you won't remember what you have told me."
"Except the fact that you wouldn't do that."
"You never know, Miranda."
Miranda couldn't help but bust out in laughter. Gordo joined in and the two continued that way, joking with each other for a while longer.
Author's Note: Who does Miranda love? Will Gordo get Lizzie? Will someone get in their way? Review!
A/N: I know I know. It's been a while. Sorry. I'm just lazy. Gah. I haven't even really been doing much to develop this story either.
Chapter 6: We Need To Talk
"David?" Gordo knew right off that the voice on the other end was serious, not only because of their tone, but because they had used his actual name.
"What is it?" After a long pause, he continued. "You obviously called for a reason, you're distraught about something, you can tell me."
"I know I can. I just can't do it over the phone," The voice finally spoke.
"I'll meet you in twenty minutes at the Digital Bean. OK with you?"
"Sure. I'll see you in twenty minutes."
"Alright. Bye."
"Bye."
(Digital Bean)
Gordo was the first of the two to arrive and found a table for them to sit at and talk about whatever was bothering his friend. 'What can it possibly be?' he thought the whole way over.
After a few more seconds, Gordo noticed someone walk in and walk towards him.
"Hey," Miranda said.
"Hey. So, Miranda, spill," he bluntly replied.
"You were right," the nervous girl mumbled.
"Excuse me?"
"You were right," Miranda spoke, with a little more volume.
"I was? Wait, about what?"
"About me being with you."
"What do you mean?" Gordo answered, suddenly interested in what she had to say.
"I mean, I wasn't with you just because I thought that I could change your feelings. I knew I couldn't."
"Then, why were you with me?"
"The same reason you were me."
"You love Lizzie, too?" Gordo jokingly replied.
"Funny. You know, you might want to drop that whole director bit and become a comedian, you just crack me up," Miranda said sarcastically.
"I'll take that into consideration. But, first, you tell me what you exactly mean."
"Never mind. I can't. I just can't say it."
"Miranda, come on. You wouldn't have called if you didn't want me to know, if you didn't want to say it. Now, what have you been hiding?"
"I was with you because you were safe, I knew you could never love me. Just like I could never love you. Not like that at least. We're too platonic together, not romantic like you and a certain bubbly blonde."
"Sanchez, do you love someone too?"
Miranda automatically blushed and stuttered, "Me? Um, no. Of c-course not. What would make you say that?"
"Miranda, you suck at lying."
"Yeah, well, what can I say?"
"You can say, 'Gordo, I love _______'"
"Gordo, I love cookies."
"Fine. I'm comfortable with only knowing the reason. For now."
Smiling, she responded, "Well, going the way it's going to go, forever seems more like it."
"No way. I'll get it out of you eventually. One night, when you least expect it, I'll get you drunk and you won't remember what you have told me."
"Except the fact that you wouldn't do that."
"You never know, Miranda."
Miranda couldn't help but bust out in laughter. Gordo joined in and the two continued that way, joking with each other for a while longer.
Author's Note: Who does Miranda love? Will Gordo get Lizzie? Will someone get in their way? Review!
