Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this fanfic.
My Fair Lady 2
~Chapter 11~
After Lizzie had fallen asleep, I had sat there, watching her until Kat stepped in and broke the silence, saying, "You like her more than a friend, don't you?"
I had jumped at her voice. And then frozen at her words. I stared at her. I sputtered uselessly, trying to form words. "Wh-wh-wha-"
"Come with me," she said simply.
I followed her. "Where are we going?"
"The park." She led me to a small park about a quarter mile from her house. There were swings, a playground, and a pond surrounded by cattails.
I sat down next to a tree and leaned against it. I laid my head back and closed my eyes, breathing slowly and deeply.
Automatically, a vision of Lizzie sleeping swam before my eyes,
"You're thinking about her, aren't you?" Her voice was soft, gentle, understanding.
I looked over at her. "I guess I'm pretty obvious, huh?"
"You could say that." She gave me a half-smile.
I heard her laughing. I refocused my eyes and realized I had been zoning out again, staring off into nowhere, watching Lizzie in my head.
And judging by Kat's laughter, I had been gone for a while.
"You've got it bad for her, Gordo."
"I know," I said moodily.
"Hey, what's wrong? Aren't people in love supposed to by happy?"
She was trying to lighten the mood. I looked up at her. "I am in such a big mess."
"Why? Because she's your everything? She's your sun and moon? The stars are dull compared to her eyes? Your heart races for her? Your world revolves around her?"
My mouth was hanging open in shock.
"You're in love with her and you think she can only love you as a dear friend."
I felt…exposed.
"How do you know that?" I exclaimed, surprised to find my jaw still attached.
"It's all in the eyes," Kat said. "You look at her like she's the center of your universe."
I nodded. "I'm in love with her." It felt strange to say it out loud. But my heart felt a little lighter.
"Acceptance is the first step," she quipped.
"Oh, I've known for a while that I'm in love with her," I said seriously to her.
"Well, keep that in mind. I'll wing the rest."
She got up to head back.
"Wait," I said, scrambling up from the tree. "Wing what? What are you plotting?"
She was running. If she had been Lizzie, I would have chased her until my bones crumbled into dust. But since this was only about Lizzie, I ran as fast as I could (which wasn't very) until I caught up with her.
"What are you talking about?" I panted
"Look." She stared pointedly at me. "Gordo. I think you two are meant to be. I just think you need a push to get there." She was smiling warmly at me.
On the way back, Kat walked ahead of me, humming aloud. I thought through what she had said. On the one hand, I was glad Kat wanted Lizzie and me together, and was willing to help us. On the other, if Kat had figured me out in under three hours—who else knew?
After dinner, Lizzie fell asleep again, and I tucked the covers around her, brushed her hair away from her face. She smiled and I shivered, freezing. Must. Get. Air. Now.
I opened the window and climbed out into the black night. I curled up in the soft grass, hugging my knees, looking up. Silent.
A Note: Hey, you know what's fun? Foreshadowing. I love foreshadowing!
So, let me know how I'm doing! Read, review, and email me! Yay! Bethany loves email!!
Luv y'all!!
~Bethany*Katherine~