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Chapter 9
Lizzie's POV
"If it's a girl, you should name her Natalie!"
"Or, if it's a boy, name him Zachary!"
"Whoa whoa whoa, not with the baby names yet! I haven't even told Gordo! Or my parents!" I exclaimed. "I'm still really freaked out about all this. I'm barely responsible enough for myself. How am I going to be responsible for another human being?"
"Don't worry," Miranda replied. "I'm sure Gordo will support you, and so will your parents."
"Oh, no, my parents will kill me! They'll give me this looong lecture about how reckless I was, and they'll probably be mad at Gordo too!"
"Well, tell them that you're twenty-two now! You're an adult! It's not like you're still in high school or anything," Kate comforted me.
"Yeah, my mom had me when she was twenty-five," Miranda added. "That's only three years older than us."
"Yeah."
"Ok, this store right here," Kate stopped us. We went into a classy wedding boutique.
"Good morning, the soon-to-be Mrs. Craft," a woman greeted Kate.
"Hi Charlotte!" Kate turned to us. "Charlotte, these are my bridesmaids, Lizzie and Miranda. Liz, Miranda, this is Charlotte, my wedding planner."
We all shook hands.
"Giorgio, can you get the two bridesmaid dresses for the Craft-Sanders wedding?" Charlotte motioned to one of the store clerks.
"Ok, here we are," Giorgio said with a trace of an Italian accent, returning a few minutes later. "Renee, Francesca, come help fit these dresses on those two ladies."
The two girls led us to a fitting station, with three mirrors so you could see yourself from three directions.
"Wow, the dresses are beautiful, Kate," I told her as the assistants were putting the dress on me. The bridesmaid dresses were a pale, pastel green, that they called "sea-foam green." I had chosen mine to be off the shoulder, while Miranda's was strapless. Both skirts were floaty and light, perfect for a summer wedding.
I stood there awkwardly, feeling like a Barbie doll, as two women pinned, tucked, and straightened my dress.
"You look great, Liz," Kate told me.
"Thanks! Are you sure you can't see, like." I waved my hand around my stomach, like I was really pregnant.
"No, it's fine!" Miranda answered. "It probably won't even really show until after a few months."
I stepped down from the stool when they finished, and Kate and I watched Miranda get fitted.
"Are you excited? Only five more days!"
"And I will finally be a married woman!" Kate finished. "We decided rehearsal dinner is going to be at 6 on Friday."
The two women left and came back with matching shoes, and gave us a magazine on hairstyles. Kate told us that we didn't have to match and could do whatever we wanted, except it couldn't look exactly like hers. She planned on a low bun.
"Ok, Miss Sanders, you can come back after 2, and we'll have both dresses ready by then."
We made a quick stop at the flower shop so Kate could make sure that her order was correct. We took one last whiff of the wonderful scent of flowers and made for the food court.
"You know, even though I was pregnant before," I said through a mouthful of French fries, "it didn't really feel different, until I knew for sure. Like, all of a sudden, I felt like there was a weight in my stomach."
"It the whole mindset thing," Miranda said knowingly.
"And I got up last night with the worst craving for ice cream and margaritas. Except that I can't have margaritas!"
"It's ok, it'll be over in 9 months," Kate assured me.
"Listen, don't tell anyone, ok? I want Gordo to be the first to know, after you two," I warned them.
"Not even Ethan! I can't keep secrets from Ethan," Kate said indignantly.
"No! Ethan would probably tell Gordo! And don't tell Larry!" I exclaimed softly, looking at Miranda.
"Wh, why, why would I tell Larry?" Miranda answered a little too quickly. "It's not like we're going out or anything."
I looked at her weirdly. "Um, 'Randa, I never said you were."
"Good, cuz we're not," she replied emphatically.
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Gordo's POV
Tell her. No, don't tell her.
Maybe I should tell her. It's not healthy to keep all these feelings bottled up. NO don't tell her! You're going to ruin 22 years of friendship!
All this was running through my head as the six of us hung out at Larry's place. His dad was in New York while his mom went to Florida to visit some relatives, so he had the whole house to himself for three weeks.
Miranda, Kate, Ethan, and Lizzie were over. We were just watching a movie on TV and hanging out, like we did in high school.
Kate's cell phone rang. "Hang on, guys, pause it for a second."
"Hello?" She picked up her cell.
"What?!" Kate's outburst got us worried. "Well, how are we going to get another one on such short notice?"
"I'm going to go use the bathroom," Miranda said, getting up. "Be right back."
"Well, ok. We'll be there at 8." Kate hung up the phone.
"That was Charlotte. One of the violinists broke her wrist, so she can't play, and the cellist had to go to Denver because of a family emergency."
"What are we going to do?" Ethan asked.
"She said that she got two people, and we're going over there at 8 tonight to see how they are." Kate looked tearful. "What if they aren't ok? I wanted the perfect wedding, and now it's ruined."
Ethan hugged her. "No, sweetie, it's going to be ok," he murmured. "It will still be the perfect wedding!"
The two of the looked so sweet together, and I wished I had a relationship like that. I looked at Lizzie. I was surprised that she had a tear in her eye. She saw me looking at her and quickly blushed and looked away.
"Um, I'm going to get some more popcorn," she muttered.
"Larry!" Miranda shouted from the bathroom. "I think one of the light bulbs broke!"
********** Miranda's POV
"Larry!" I shouted.
"Coming!"
"Ok, where?" Larry said, coming into the bathroom.
"That one," I replied, pointing it out. He screwed in the new one.
"Ok, done!"
"Um, actually, Larry, that wasn't the real reason I called you," I said coyly, shutting the door.
"Oh, really?" Larry answered, wrapping him arms around me. "Then what was it?"
I grabbed him and kissed him hard.
"Wow," he gasped.
"That's all," I said, kissing him again, softly. "I really wanted to do that to you before, but I think I would've drawn some attention on us."
"Do you think so?" he joked, and kissed me. "You know," he said between kisses. " I don't think we should keep doing this. As much as I like it." He kissed my lips again. "I don't like keeping this from our friends."
I broke the kiss. "Yeah, you're right. But we are so right for each other!"
"I know, Miranda, we are." He kissed my forehead.
"I came close to telling Lizzie and Kate yesterday. Look, I love this. What we have here. So how about we don't tell them just yet," I suggested to Larry, putting my forehead to his.
"Ok," he whispered, and our lips met to seal the deal.
"Larry, Miranda! What's taking you so long?"
"We're coming!" I shouted back. One last kiss, and Larry went out while I straightened my tousled hair in the mirror.
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A/N: I hope you liked this chapter! I know the whole Larry/Miranda thing was kind of pointless, but I just wanted to add a little sub-story thing! Ok, thanks for reading! Oh, and to all of you guys who reviewed! I made the 50 mark, woohoo! Thanks so much! So keep reviewing so I can make my 100 mark! LoL =p
Chapter 9
Lizzie's POV
"If it's a girl, you should name her Natalie!"
"Or, if it's a boy, name him Zachary!"
"Whoa whoa whoa, not with the baby names yet! I haven't even told Gordo! Or my parents!" I exclaimed. "I'm still really freaked out about all this. I'm barely responsible enough for myself. How am I going to be responsible for another human being?"
"Don't worry," Miranda replied. "I'm sure Gordo will support you, and so will your parents."
"Oh, no, my parents will kill me! They'll give me this looong lecture about how reckless I was, and they'll probably be mad at Gordo too!"
"Well, tell them that you're twenty-two now! You're an adult! It's not like you're still in high school or anything," Kate comforted me.
"Yeah, my mom had me when she was twenty-five," Miranda added. "That's only three years older than us."
"Yeah."
"Ok, this store right here," Kate stopped us. We went into a classy wedding boutique.
"Good morning, the soon-to-be Mrs. Craft," a woman greeted Kate.
"Hi Charlotte!" Kate turned to us. "Charlotte, these are my bridesmaids, Lizzie and Miranda. Liz, Miranda, this is Charlotte, my wedding planner."
We all shook hands.
"Giorgio, can you get the two bridesmaid dresses for the Craft-Sanders wedding?" Charlotte motioned to one of the store clerks.
"Ok, here we are," Giorgio said with a trace of an Italian accent, returning a few minutes later. "Renee, Francesca, come help fit these dresses on those two ladies."
The two girls led us to a fitting station, with three mirrors so you could see yourself from three directions.
"Wow, the dresses are beautiful, Kate," I told her as the assistants were putting the dress on me. The bridesmaid dresses were a pale, pastel green, that they called "sea-foam green." I had chosen mine to be off the shoulder, while Miranda's was strapless. Both skirts were floaty and light, perfect for a summer wedding.
I stood there awkwardly, feeling like a Barbie doll, as two women pinned, tucked, and straightened my dress.
"You look great, Liz," Kate told me.
"Thanks! Are you sure you can't see, like." I waved my hand around my stomach, like I was really pregnant.
"No, it's fine!" Miranda answered. "It probably won't even really show until after a few months."
I stepped down from the stool when they finished, and Kate and I watched Miranda get fitted.
"Are you excited? Only five more days!"
"And I will finally be a married woman!" Kate finished. "We decided rehearsal dinner is going to be at 6 on Friday."
The two women left and came back with matching shoes, and gave us a magazine on hairstyles. Kate told us that we didn't have to match and could do whatever we wanted, except it couldn't look exactly like hers. She planned on a low bun.
"Ok, Miss Sanders, you can come back after 2, and we'll have both dresses ready by then."
We made a quick stop at the flower shop so Kate could make sure that her order was correct. We took one last whiff of the wonderful scent of flowers and made for the food court.
"You know, even though I was pregnant before," I said through a mouthful of French fries, "it didn't really feel different, until I knew for sure. Like, all of a sudden, I felt like there was a weight in my stomach."
"It the whole mindset thing," Miranda said knowingly.
"And I got up last night with the worst craving for ice cream and margaritas. Except that I can't have margaritas!"
"It's ok, it'll be over in 9 months," Kate assured me.
"Listen, don't tell anyone, ok? I want Gordo to be the first to know, after you two," I warned them.
"Not even Ethan! I can't keep secrets from Ethan," Kate said indignantly.
"No! Ethan would probably tell Gordo! And don't tell Larry!" I exclaimed softly, looking at Miranda.
"Wh, why, why would I tell Larry?" Miranda answered a little too quickly. "It's not like we're going out or anything."
I looked at her weirdly. "Um, 'Randa, I never said you were."
"Good, cuz we're not," she replied emphatically.
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Gordo's POV
Tell her. No, don't tell her.
Maybe I should tell her. It's not healthy to keep all these feelings bottled up. NO don't tell her! You're going to ruin 22 years of friendship!
All this was running through my head as the six of us hung out at Larry's place. His dad was in New York while his mom went to Florida to visit some relatives, so he had the whole house to himself for three weeks.
Miranda, Kate, Ethan, and Lizzie were over. We were just watching a movie on TV and hanging out, like we did in high school.
Kate's cell phone rang. "Hang on, guys, pause it for a second."
"Hello?" She picked up her cell.
"What?!" Kate's outburst got us worried. "Well, how are we going to get another one on such short notice?"
"I'm going to go use the bathroom," Miranda said, getting up. "Be right back."
"Well, ok. We'll be there at 8." Kate hung up the phone.
"That was Charlotte. One of the violinists broke her wrist, so she can't play, and the cellist had to go to Denver because of a family emergency."
"What are we going to do?" Ethan asked.
"She said that she got two people, and we're going over there at 8 tonight to see how they are." Kate looked tearful. "What if they aren't ok? I wanted the perfect wedding, and now it's ruined."
Ethan hugged her. "No, sweetie, it's going to be ok," he murmured. "It will still be the perfect wedding!"
The two of the looked so sweet together, and I wished I had a relationship like that. I looked at Lizzie. I was surprised that she had a tear in her eye. She saw me looking at her and quickly blushed and looked away.
"Um, I'm going to get some more popcorn," she muttered.
"Larry!" Miranda shouted from the bathroom. "I think one of the light bulbs broke!"
********** Miranda's POV
"Larry!" I shouted.
"Coming!"
"Ok, where?" Larry said, coming into the bathroom.
"That one," I replied, pointing it out. He screwed in the new one.
"Ok, done!"
"Um, actually, Larry, that wasn't the real reason I called you," I said coyly, shutting the door.
"Oh, really?" Larry answered, wrapping him arms around me. "Then what was it?"
I grabbed him and kissed him hard.
"Wow," he gasped.
"That's all," I said, kissing him again, softly. "I really wanted to do that to you before, but I think I would've drawn some attention on us."
"Do you think so?" he joked, and kissed me. "You know," he said between kisses. " I don't think we should keep doing this. As much as I like it." He kissed my lips again. "I don't like keeping this from our friends."
I broke the kiss. "Yeah, you're right. But we are so right for each other!"
"I know, Miranda, we are." He kissed my forehead.
"I came close to telling Lizzie and Kate yesterday. Look, I love this. What we have here. So how about we don't tell them just yet," I suggested to Larry, putting my forehead to his.
"Ok," he whispered, and our lips met to seal the deal.
"Larry, Miranda! What's taking you so long?"
"We're coming!" I shouted back. One last kiss, and Larry went out while I straightened my tousled hair in the mirror.
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A/N: I hope you liked this chapter! I know the whole Larry/Miranda thing was kind of pointless, but I just wanted to add a little sub-story thing! Ok, thanks for reading! Oh, and to all of you guys who reviewed! I made the 50 mark, woohoo! Thanks so much! So keep reviewing so I can make my 100 mark! LoL =p