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Miranda jerked Gordo around and hugged him. "Don't fucking scare me like that!"
"I didn't mean to scare you."
"What did you mean to do?"
"What do you think?"
"But why Gordo?"
"I think it's pretty obvious. My best friend hates me."
"Lizzie doesn't hate you. She was just...surprised."
"I don't believe you. She didn't talk to me for a month."
"Well, you do understand why, right?"
"Yea sure I do. She hate's me."
"No she doesn't!" Miranda pulled him away from the ledge and towards the middle of the buiding, and they plopped down. Miranda pulled her hair back into a long ponytail and grabbed Gordo's hand. "Now, we're gonna sit here untill you're ready to go back down."
"I can't go back down now."
"Exactly, and we're gonna talk untill you can."
So they talked for a minute, then ten minutes, then an hour, then two hours. "...and then when you called and you said you would be there for me..." They were leaned up against a large structure in the middle of the building and Miranda had one arm around Gordo and one holding his hand.
"Mm hm." She listened to all his worries and his stories and didn't talk, only nodded and mm hmed along. Another hour passed, and it was dark. Gordo looked up and saw Lizzie standing in the dark doorway to the roof.
"Miranda? Your mom called she wants you to come home." Miranda nodded and left. Lizze came and sat by Gordo. "You know Gordo, I feel really bad." She sighed. "I didn't want you to think i hated you but i couldn't deal with it. I'm sorry."
"I know. You can hate me it's okay."
"I don't hate you Gordo! I love you and nothing you say will ever change that." He sniffed and looked at her. "I was just, surprised. I think I knew all along and i didn't want to accept it. But, I want you to forgive me for treating you so horribly and come downstairs."
Gordo was a able to manage a smirk out of the corner of his mouth. "But i can't deal with this. It's just as hard for me as it is for you."
"It's harder for you. This doesn't affect me in the same way as it does you. And that's why you need me there by your side the whole time."
"That might help." He stood up and wiped the dirt off his pants. They hugged, and walked slowly down the stairs.
--the end--
how was it? R&R please and tell me. if the reviews are good ill make a sequel with a lil gordo-lovin. ha.
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Miranda jerked Gordo around and hugged him. "Don't fucking scare me like that!"
"I didn't mean to scare you."
"What did you mean to do?"
"What do you think?"
"But why Gordo?"
"I think it's pretty obvious. My best friend hates me."
"Lizzie doesn't hate you. She was just...surprised."
"I don't believe you. She didn't talk to me for a month."
"Well, you do understand why, right?"
"Yea sure I do. She hate's me."
"No she doesn't!" Miranda pulled him away from the ledge and towards the middle of the buiding, and they plopped down. Miranda pulled her hair back into a long ponytail and grabbed Gordo's hand. "Now, we're gonna sit here untill you're ready to go back down."
"I can't go back down now."
"Exactly, and we're gonna talk untill you can."
So they talked for a minute, then ten minutes, then an hour, then two hours. "...and then when you called and you said you would be there for me..." They were leaned up against a large structure in the middle of the building and Miranda had one arm around Gordo and one holding his hand.
"Mm hm." She listened to all his worries and his stories and didn't talk, only nodded and mm hmed along. Another hour passed, and it was dark. Gordo looked up and saw Lizzie standing in the dark doorway to the roof.
"Miranda? Your mom called she wants you to come home." Miranda nodded and left. Lizze came and sat by Gordo. "You know Gordo, I feel really bad." She sighed. "I didn't want you to think i hated you but i couldn't deal with it. I'm sorry."
"I know. You can hate me it's okay."
"I don't hate you Gordo! I love you and nothing you say will ever change that." He sniffed and looked at her. "I was just, surprised. I think I knew all along and i didn't want to accept it. But, I want you to forgive me for treating you so horribly and come downstairs."
Gordo was a able to manage a smirk out of the corner of his mouth. "But i can't deal with this. It's just as hard for me as it is for you."
"It's harder for you. This doesn't affect me in the same way as it does you. And that's why you need me there by your side the whole time."
"That might help." He stood up and wiped the dirt off his pants. They hugged, and walked slowly down the stairs.
--the end--
how was it? R&R please and tell me. if the reviews are good ill make a sequel with a lil gordo-lovin. ha.