Disclaimer: I don't own the Lizzie McGuire characters, nor the Even Stevens
characters. Surprising, isn't it?
A/N: This story is a sequel to my story "Miranda Meets Twitty." To understand this, you probably should read that first. I hope you enjoy!
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Chapter 2 MIRANDA'S POV:
A tear streamed down my cheek as I remembered refusing Twitty's proposal. He had looked so hurt. Lizzie looked me solemnly in the face and asked me, "Are you gonna be ok?"
I looked at her. "Don't worry about me. It's your special day today. Make the best of it. I'm with you all the way," I said.
"You sure?" she asked. I nodded. "You know," she whispered, "there's always light beyond every rain cloud. Everything will be better soon."
"Thanks, Lizzie," I said. Then under my breath, "But it won't reverse time. Nothing can. I would give anything to reverse time."
"I'm sorry, Miranda," she said. She patted me on the back.
"Thanks," I said, "but it's all right. Don't worry. Today is your day...we'll worry about me later." I gave her a hug. Lizzie's face lit up as her mom and dad entered the room.
**********Flashback**************
"We've known each other for a while now, and still, every time I kiss you, it's like it's the first time. I can't explain what I feel for you. Happy Birthday, Miranda," he said. He pulled a small box from behind his back and opened it. My heart sank. "Will you marry me, Miranda Sanchez?"
My heart pounded. Quietly I responded, "Twitty, I-I...I can't." Twitty looked at me and I knew that I had hurt him, but I couldn't marry him. "Twitty," I said, "you must understand me. I can't marry you...I'm only eighteen. We're both young and unprepared...and not ready for this kind of a commitment."
"I know we're young, I know that we're not quite ready, but we can wait three years," he said. He squeezed my hand tighter.
"I-I...can't," I said.
"Please allow me to place this ring on your finger. Please say you'll be mine forever. It will be hard for me to wait for three years, but please just promise me that you'll be there," he said. I looked at the diamond ring. The colors danced in the light. It must've taken him forever to save up for it. "We're both going to college this year...to different colleges," he said. "When we graduate we can get married."
I felt pressured. "Twitty, I uh-...I love you so much. Ever since I met you, I sensed something between us. You give me a wonderful feeling when I'm with you...but I'm just not ready. I'm not ready for this commitment," I said. He looked heartbroken. I wished the night to be over and done with. Why did he have to propose to me? "Twitty, please don't take this the wrong way. I love you. I love you. It's just...what if something happens, Twitty? I take this ring and I feel that I am bound to you forever. No...that didn't sound right. I'm not sure how to put this, but...what...what if something happened to you or me? I'd never recover. It's not all that though. What if this relationship doesn't work?"
"It will. I promise you. We've been together for three years," he said.
"Is that enough?" I asked. He looked hurt even more. "Twitty, I'm sorry. Please don't be upset."
"How am I supposed to react?" he asked quietly. I grabbed both of his hand in mine and looked at them. Then I looked up at his face. This was the hardest thing to do.
"Twitty. All of this is really sudden to me. I-I'm really scared. I'm not ready. I'm not even ready to commit to marriage. I love you, Twitty, I really do, but I'm just not ready...not yet," I said. I looked at his eyes and swore I saw tears. My heart felt torn in two and I didn't know what to do. I was unsure of what I wanted in life. What I was sure of was that I didn't want to be committed to marriage. He showed me the ring once more, but I shook my head and gently closed the box. I watched him slowly put the ring back in his pocket. We sat there for a while, in silence, holding each other's hands. I sensed Twitty deep in thought. It pained me to have to turn him down, but I had to. For the good of both of us. If we got engaged now to get married in a few years, who says that we'd still love each other that far from now? People's feelings change.
"We'd better go now," said Twitty. He got up and I followed him to the car. As usual, he opened my door before he got in himself. As he was driving me home, I saw his pained face. Why was I doing this? I had dreamed of us getting married before! Now the situation happens in real life and I can't say yes, just because I'm scared?
We pulled into the driveway and we both got out of the car. He put his arms around my waist. I loved feeling his hands touch me. I looked up at his face and put my arms around his neck. I brushed my nose against his face. I brushed my lips against his and gave him a kiss. "I'm gonna miss you these next several years," I said. He gave me a long, passionate kiss that I wasn't expecting at the moment.
"I'll miss you too...more and more each day," he whispered. Then after giving me another kiss, said, "I'm never going to love anyone the same way I love you. Don't you forget that."
He went to his car and climbed in. I stood and watched him drive away. I slowly waved and blew him a kiss. "I'll never love anyone as much as you either," I barely whispered as his car was no longer visible.
I slowly walked into my room and sat in front of the mirror. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I love Twitty. I want to spend my whole life with him. Why was it so hard to say yes? Why couldn't I say yes? Why was I too scared? I covered my face with my hands and cried some more. What had I done? What was I going to be missing?
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A/N: I said I would update on Thursday! I kept my word! Yay! I'm really taking my chances here, and today I posted a Lizzie fic called "Moving On." I'm really pushing the limit here (I'm working on 3 stories), but I love to write. Please review and let me know what you think of it so far. Have a great day! Thanx to everyone who has reviewed so far.
MereBeatUpMur: Thanx for being my first reviewer! And thanx for putting me on your favs list. I really appreciate it. I'm gonna have to check out your LOTR fic. I love LOTR!
Atlanta Enchanted: Thanx for the review. I will cover some of what happened the past four years. Hang on here; do you really think I'd hurt poor Twitty forever? I love Twitty too.
:inuyasha-all-the-way-dude: Thanx for the review...I updated! I hope you like the chapter.
A/N: This story is a sequel to my story "Miranda Meets Twitty." To understand this, you probably should read that first. I hope you enjoy!
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Chapter 2 MIRANDA'S POV:
A tear streamed down my cheek as I remembered refusing Twitty's proposal. He had looked so hurt. Lizzie looked me solemnly in the face and asked me, "Are you gonna be ok?"
I looked at her. "Don't worry about me. It's your special day today. Make the best of it. I'm with you all the way," I said.
"You sure?" she asked. I nodded. "You know," she whispered, "there's always light beyond every rain cloud. Everything will be better soon."
"Thanks, Lizzie," I said. Then under my breath, "But it won't reverse time. Nothing can. I would give anything to reverse time."
"I'm sorry, Miranda," she said. She patted me on the back.
"Thanks," I said, "but it's all right. Don't worry. Today is your day...we'll worry about me later." I gave her a hug. Lizzie's face lit up as her mom and dad entered the room.
**********Flashback**************
"We've known each other for a while now, and still, every time I kiss you, it's like it's the first time. I can't explain what I feel for you. Happy Birthday, Miranda," he said. He pulled a small box from behind his back and opened it. My heart sank. "Will you marry me, Miranda Sanchez?"
My heart pounded. Quietly I responded, "Twitty, I-I...I can't." Twitty looked at me and I knew that I had hurt him, but I couldn't marry him. "Twitty," I said, "you must understand me. I can't marry you...I'm only eighteen. We're both young and unprepared...and not ready for this kind of a commitment."
"I know we're young, I know that we're not quite ready, but we can wait three years," he said. He squeezed my hand tighter.
"I-I...can't," I said.
"Please allow me to place this ring on your finger. Please say you'll be mine forever. It will be hard for me to wait for three years, but please just promise me that you'll be there," he said. I looked at the diamond ring. The colors danced in the light. It must've taken him forever to save up for it. "We're both going to college this year...to different colleges," he said. "When we graduate we can get married."
I felt pressured. "Twitty, I uh-...I love you so much. Ever since I met you, I sensed something between us. You give me a wonderful feeling when I'm with you...but I'm just not ready. I'm not ready for this commitment," I said. He looked heartbroken. I wished the night to be over and done with. Why did he have to propose to me? "Twitty, please don't take this the wrong way. I love you. I love you. It's just...what if something happens, Twitty? I take this ring and I feel that I am bound to you forever. No...that didn't sound right. I'm not sure how to put this, but...what...what if something happened to you or me? I'd never recover. It's not all that though. What if this relationship doesn't work?"
"It will. I promise you. We've been together for three years," he said.
"Is that enough?" I asked. He looked hurt even more. "Twitty, I'm sorry. Please don't be upset."
"How am I supposed to react?" he asked quietly. I grabbed both of his hand in mine and looked at them. Then I looked up at his face. This was the hardest thing to do.
"Twitty. All of this is really sudden to me. I-I'm really scared. I'm not ready. I'm not even ready to commit to marriage. I love you, Twitty, I really do, but I'm just not ready...not yet," I said. I looked at his eyes and swore I saw tears. My heart felt torn in two and I didn't know what to do. I was unsure of what I wanted in life. What I was sure of was that I didn't want to be committed to marriage. He showed me the ring once more, but I shook my head and gently closed the box. I watched him slowly put the ring back in his pocket. We sat there for a while, in silence, holding each other's hands. I sensed Twitty deep in thought. It pained me to have to turn him down, but I had to. For the good of both of us. If we got engaged now to get married in a few years, who says that we'd still love each other that far from now? People's feelings change.
"We'd better go now," said Twitty. He got up and I followed him to the car. As usual, he opened my door before he got in himself. As he was driving me home, I saw his pained face. Why was I doing this? I had dreamed of us getting married before! Now the situation happens in real life and I can't say yes, just because I'm scared?
We pulled into the driveway and we both got out of the car. He put his arms around my waist. I loved feeling his hands touch me. I looked up at his face and put my arms around his neck. I brushed my nose against his face. I brushed my lips against his and gave him a kiss. "I'm gonna miss you these next several years," I said. He gave me a long, passionate kiss that I wasn't expecting at the moment.
"I'll miss you too...more and more each day," he whispered. Then after giving me another kiss, said, "I'm never going to love anyone the same way I love you. Don't you forget that."
He went to his car and climbed in. I stood and watched him drive away. I slowly waved and blew him a kiss. "I'll never love anyone as much as you either," I barely whispered as his car was no longer visible.
I slowly walked into my room and sat in front of the mirror. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I love Twitty. I want to spend my whole life with him. Why was it so hard to say yes? Why couldn't I say yes? Why was I too scared? I covered my face with my hands and cried some more. What had I done? What was I going to be missing?
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A/N: I said I would update on Thursday! I kept my word! Yay! I'm really taking my chances here, and today I posted a Lizzie fic called "Moving On." I'm really pushing the limit here (I'm working on 3 stories), but I love to write. Please review and let me know what you think of it so far. Have a great day! Thanx to everyone who has reviewed so far.
MereBeatUpMur: Thanx for being my first reviewer! And thanx for putting me on your favs list. I really appreciate it. I'm gonna have to check out your LOTR fic. I love LOTR!
Atlanta Enchanted: Thanx for the review. I will cover some of what happened the past four years. Hang on here; do you really think I'd hurt poor Twitty forever? I love Twitty too.
:inuyasha-all-the-way-dude: Thanx for the review...I updated! I hope you like the chapter.