Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own any of the characters in this
story. I don't own the Lizzie McGuire characters, nor the Even Stevens
characters. Heck, I don't own anything.
A/N: Enjoy!
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Chapter 12 MIRANDA'S POV:
I wasn't sure what to think. Who was right? Twitty or Allison? I wanted to believe Twitty, but somewhere inside me was the little bit of hurt. A part of me felt wounded, and I could almost kick myself for doubting him in the first place. I should trust him, right? But...but, why did he kiss me if he only saw me as a friend? Nothing more? I walked home, by myself. Twitty yelled after me and offered to walk with me. I turned down the offer. I had thinking to do, and it seemed to me that Twitty would just get in the way. He followed me for a while but I told him to leave. When he finally did, I tried to choke back the tears. I tried to keep my chin up and feel strong...but it was useless. The tears came. The hurt grew along with it.
"Hey, Miranda! What's up? What's a pretty girl like you doing walking by herself?" asked a voice. I looked up to see Ethan.
"Hey, Ethan," I mumbled. I tried to sound happy.
"So where's your posse?" asked Ethan.
"It's only me this time," I said.
"Where are they?" he asked.
"...I don't know," I said after a long pause.
"Well, why don't I walk along with you. You know, to fight off any bad guys that come along," offered Ethan.
"No thanks," I said.
"Sure?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm almost there. I'll be fine...but thanks anyway," I said.
"If you say so," he said. Then he walked off in another direction.
I picked up my pace and went home. I stopped at the front door and wiped my eyes. Then I stepped in. I walked casually to my bedroom, so my parents wouldn't suspect anything, and then I shut the door. I looked in the mirror. I was pretty. He certainly wouldn't find fault in how I looked, would he? Maybe I was fooling myself. Maybe my suspicions were right and I was fat. Maybe I needed to go on a diet. That's it. He probably didn't want me because I was fat. I walked slowly to my bed and sat down. I sighed and tried to calm myself down. I tried to hold back the tears, but slowly my eyes started to burn and the tears came. I covered my eyes. At that moment, I heard a knock on the door. "Come in," I croaked.
The door slowly opened. I looked up and saw Twitty. I hid my face in my hands again. "What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I came to see if you got home alright. Your mom said I could come and see you here," he said, "So are you alright?"
"Couldn't be better," I sniffled. I raised my head and tried to smile, but my face felt like frowning.
"No, something's not right, and I want to make it better. I want to make everything better for you," he said.
I remained silent. I wasn't sure what to say.
"If it's about Allison..." started Twitty.
I interrupted, "Why didn't you explain anything to me?"
"I'll explain now," he said.
"It's too late," I whispered.
"Nothing's too late," he said. "Allison, she's my ex girlfriend..."
"And you broke up with her," I interrupted.
"No, she broke up with me. We still were cool and all, but she didn't want a relationship with me. She, I guess, found someone else. But it turned out for the better, because I found you," he explained.
"Why?" I asked.
"Why what?" he asked.
"Why...why did you kiss me if you only think of me as friend?" I asked.
"I don't only think of you as a friend," he said.
"Then why did you act that way when Allison was there?" I asked.
"Listen. I didn't mean it. I'm sorry," he said.
"So am I," I whispered. "Twitty? What am I to you? What do I mean to? Do I mean anything?" I wanted to know if my life was worth living.
"Miranda...you...you mean everything to me. You brighten up my day...when I first met you, all I could think about was how beautiful you were on the outside. After our first couple 'dates', all I could think about was how beautiful you were on the inside," he said.
Oh...my...gosh. I never had anyone say that to me before. It was so...wonderful. My eyes filled with tears.
"Please don't cry, Miranda. I'm sorry for what happened today. I didn't mean for you to get hurt," he said.
I wiped my tears. "Twitty, I'm not crying now because I'm sad, I'm crying because...because I'm happy. I'm sorry for not trusting you in the first place. I'm very sorry," I said.
He came next to me and sat down on the bed. He grabbed my hand. I put my head on his shoulder. "Miranda...I just want to let you know that...I-I love you, and I really mean it," he said.
"I love you too, Twitty," I said.
"I'd really like you to be my girlfriend," said Twitty.
"I'd love too," I said. I smiled. Then he looked at me and our lips met. We shared a kiss. My first kiss with Twitty as my real, actual boyfriend. Now I didn't have to wonder what Lizzie felt. No one had to feel sorry for me because I had never experienced love. I no longer had to wonder.
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As we walked through the park later that day, I saw Lizzie and Gordo in the distance. Twitty and I were holding hands. Lizzie looked at me and smiled. I smiled back. Then I looked at Twitty and smiled. He smiled at me. It was the kind of smile that you just share with the someone you love. You don't have to say anything at all. Just being with them, feeling their presence, and sharing little smiles that show that you care is a special feeling in itself. I knew that when I'd look back at how I met Twitty, and all the first moments we spent together, I'd smile. I'd think back on how one person tried to bring us apart, but really brought us closer together. No matter what obstacles are faced, memories good or bad, true love will always stick together...always.
THE END
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A/N: Wow. My ending. So sad that it's over! I love this story, and I loved writing it. I hoped you enjoyed it. It if you love this, and have yet to review it, please review now and let me know. Cuz I really want to receive some more input. Hey, y'all, I'm wondering what story I should do next? What pairing? I want to get another story rolling since this one's over, but I don't want to keep repeating stuff that's already been done before. Let me know what you think! Please review! Thanx so much!
Thanx to everyone who has reviewed this story:
: supgirljen: Thanx so much for reviewing my story and for helping me when I got stuck. Which happened a lot, so thanx! And I hope your trip went well.
Hitokiri Elf slayer of evil: Thanx for reviewing and reading some of this, even though you don't watch the show. You're the greatest! A very good friend. :-)
KI-JA-RU: Thanx for reviewing!
13itterSweet: Thanx for reviewing!
HilaryDuffMetamorphosis: Hey, I hope you update your stories soon! I love them. I hope you're doing well! Thanx for reviewing.
SaharaGirl: I'm glad you like my story. Thanx for reviewing!
:mr-random-guy: Thanx for reviewing! I'm sorry; I have to read more of your story "Serendipity." You are such an awesome writer.
:blahthepickles: Thanx for your review! I didn't give up on this fic, but sorry that sometimes it's taken me forever to update.
:artsigirl16: Hey! Thanx for reviewing! I was happy to see your Kate story updated...that story rocks! There are few fics out there about Kate, ya know?
:sandystar72: Thanx for review!
:singing-lark: Thanx much for reviewing!
:devilbabe1215: Thanx for the review!
:kimgeller: Thanx much for reviewing! Hey, as I probably mentioned, I checked out your site! And I read the rest of your story. Great job on both! Thanx for reading my story.
:duckysgal1025: Thanx for reviewing and pointing that out to me. I had thought about that once before. I had always thought though, that Lizzie lived somewhere in California? Even if I am wrong, let's just assume that she lives in California.
:lizzies awesome: Hey, thanx for the review! I really appreciate it. Keep up the good work on your stories as well. What do you think of the final chapter of this story? Should I eventually write a sequel? Have a good day!
ONE more thing before I shut up! Should I write more to this eventually?? I think it might be interesting to write a sequel, but please let me know what you think. If you will read, I will write. Please review! Hope y'all enjoyed, and have a great day! Au revoir! :-)
A/N: Enjoy!
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Chapter 12 MIRANDA'S POV:
I wasn't sure what to think. Who was right? Twitty or Allison? I wanted to believe Twitty, but somewhere inside me was the little bit of hurt. A part of me felt wounded, and I could almost kick myself for doubting him in the first place. I should trust him, right? But...but, why did he kiss me if he only saw me as a friend? Nothing more? I walked home, by myself. Twitty yelled after me and offered to walk with me. I turned down the offer. I had thinking to do, and it seemed to me that Twitty would just get in the way. He followed me for a while but I told him to leave. When he finally did, I tried to choke back the tears. I tried to keep my chin up and feel strong...but it was useless. The tears came. The hurt grew along with it.
"Hey, Miranda! What's up? What's a pretty girl like you doing walking by herself?" asked a voice. I looked up to see Ethan.
"Hey, Ethan," I mumbled. I tried to sound happy.
"So where's your posse?" asked Ethan.
"It's only me this time," I said.
"Where are they?" he asked.
"...I don't know," I said after a long pause.
"Well, why don't I walk along with you. You know, to fight off any bad guys that come along," offered Ethan.
"No thanks," I said.
"Sure?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm almost there. I'll be fine...but thanks anyway," I said.
"If you say so," he said. Then he walked off in another direction.
I picked up my pace and went home. I stopped at the front door and wiped my eyes. Then I stepped in. I walked casually to my bedroom, so my parents wouldn't suspect anything, and then I shut the door. I looked in the mirror. I was pretty. He certainly wouldn't find fault in how I looked, would he? Maybe I was fooling myself. Maybe my suspicions were right and I was fat. Maybe I needed to go on a diet. That's it. He probably didn't want me because I was fat. I walked slowly to my bed and sat down. I sighed and tried to calm myself down. I tried to hold back the tears, but slowly my eyes started to burn and the tears came. I covered my eyes. At that moment, I heard a knock on the door. "Come in," I croaked.
The door slowly opened. I looked up and saw Twitty. I hid my face in my hands again. "What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I came to see if you got home alright. Your mom said I could come and see you here," he said, "So are you alright?"
"Couldn't be better," I sniffled. I raised my head and tried to smile, but my face felt like frowning.
"No, something's not right, and I want to make it better. I want to make everything better for you," he said.
I remained silent. I wasn't sure what to say.
"If it's about Allison..." started Twitty.
I interrupted, "Why didn't you explain anything to me?"
"I'll explain now," he said.
"It's too late," I whispered.
"Nothing's too late," he said. "Allison, she's my ex girlfriend..."
"And you broke up with her," I interrupted.
"No, she broke up with me. We still were cool and all, but she didn't want a relationship with me. She, I guess, found someone else. But it turned out for the better, because I found you," he explained.
"Why?" I asked.
"Why what?" he asked.
"Why...why did you kiss me if you only think of me as friend?" I asked.
"I don't only think of you as a friend," he said.
"Then why did you act that way when Allison was there?" I asked.
"Listen. I didn't mean it. I'm sorry," he said.
"So am I," I whispered. "Twitty? What am I to you? What do I mean to? Do I mean anything?" I wanted to know if my life was worth living.
"Miranda...you...you mean everything to me. You brighten up my day...when I first met you, all I could think about was how beautiful you were on the outside. After our first couple 'dates', all I could think about was how beautiful you were on the inside," he said.
Oh...my...gosh. I never had anyone say that to me before. It was so...wonderful. My eyes filled with tears.
"Please don't cry, Miranda. I'm sorry for what happened today. I didn't mean for you to get hurt," he said.
I wiped my tears. "Twitty, I'm not crying now because I'm sad, I'm crying because...because I'm happy. I'm sorry for not trusting you in the first place. I'm very sorry," I said.
He came next to me and sat down on the bed. He grabbed my hand. I put my head on his shoulder. "Miranda...I just want to let you know that...I-I love you, and I really mean it," he said.
"I love you too, Twitty," I said.
"I'd really like you to be my girlfriend," said Twitty.
"I'd love too," I said. I smiled. Then he looked at me and our lips met. We shared a kiss. My first kiss with Twitty as my real, actual boyfriend. Now I didn't have to wonder what Lizzie felt. No one had to feel sorry for me because I had never experienced love. I no longer had to wonder.
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As we walked through the park later that day, I saw Lizzie and Gordo in the distance. Twitty and I were holding hands. Lizzie looked at me and smiled. I smiled back. Then I looked at Twitty and smiled. He smiled at me. It was the kind of smile that you just share with the someone you love. You don't have to say anything at all. Just being with them, feeling their presence, and sharing little smiles that show that you care is a special feeling in itself. I knew that when I'd look back at how I met Twitty, and all the first moments we spent together, I'd smile. I'd think back on how one person tried to bring us apart, but really brought us closer together. No matter what obstacles are faced, memories good or bad, true love will always stick together...always.
THE END
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A/N: Wow. My ending. So sad that it's over! I love this story, and I loved writing it. I hoped you enjoyed it. It if you love this, and have yet to review it, please review now and let me know. Cuz I really want to receive some more input. Hey, y'all, I'm wondering what story I should do next? What pairing? I want to get another story rolling since this one's over, but I don't want to keep repeating stuff that's already been done before. Let me know what you think! Please review! Thanx so much!
Thanx to everyone who has reviewed this story:
: supgirljen: Thanx so much for reviewing my story and for helping me when I got stuck. Which happened a lot, so thanx! And I hope your trip went well.
Hitokiri Elf slayer of evil: Thanx for reviewing and reading some of this, even though you don't watch the show. You're the greatest! A very good friend. :-)
KI-JA-RU: Thanx for reviewing!
13itterSweet: Thanx for reviewing!
HilaryDuffMetamorphosis: Hey, I hope you update your stories soon! I love them. I hope you're doing well! Thanx for reviewing.
SaharaGirl: I'm glad you like my story. Thanx for reviewing!
:mr-random-guy: Thanx for reviewing! I'm sorry; I have to read more of your story "Serendipity." You are such an awesome writer.
:blahthepickles: Thanx for your review! I didn't give up on this fic, but sorry that sometimes it's taken me forever to update.
:artsigirl16: Hey! Thanx for reviewing! I was happy to see your Kate story updated...that story rocks! There are few fics out there about Kate, ya know?
:sandystar72: Thanx for review!
:singing-lark: Thanx much for reviewing!
:devilbabe1215: Thanx for the review!
:kimgeller: Thanx much for reviewing! Hey, as I probably mentioned, I checked out your site! And I read the rest of your story. Great job on both! Thanx for reading my story.
:duckysgal1025: Thanx for reviewing and pointing that out to me. I had thought about that once before. I had always thought though, that Lizzie lived somewhere in California? Even if I am wrong, let's just assume that she lives in California.
:lizzies awesome: Hey, thanx for the review! I really appreciate it. Keep up the good work on your stories as well. What do you think of the final chapter of this story? Should I eventually write a sequel? Have a good day!
ONE more thing before I shut up! Should I write more to this eventually?? I think it might be interesting to write a sequel, but please let me know what you think. If you will read, I will write. Please review! Hope y'all enjoyed, and have a great day! Au revoir! :-)