Wey! Great reviews! Thank you my loves! Sorry its all so confusing! Now I have a quite AN to express, I have just realised if Liz etc are 16 then Matt is only 14, and 14 year olds can't drive. So um sorry about that, use your imagination! The three amigos are 18 and Matt 16! So there! Abnd um ull see Gordo this chapter I think well sort of he is in it tho don't panic!
Keep r&ring
Becky xxx
We drove to the hospital in silence, I was sure Lizzie didn't move throughout the journey. The radio played quietly over the stillness of the car, the radio host introduced the next song,
"Here's a song for anyone who is or has ever been in love. Daniel Bedingfield - If you're Not the One.
If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call?
If you were not mine would I have the strength to stand at all?
I never know what the future brings
But I know you are here with me now
We'll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
I don't wanna run away but I can't take it,
I don't understand if I'm not made for you
Then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?"
I turned to switch the radio off, feeling my eyes stinging with tears but Lizzie's hand pulled mine away. We both sat and listened to the rest of the song, our hands clutched together as if trying to grab something. I couldn't bear to look at Lizzie; I hated to see her upset.
My new found maturity and the fact that Lizzie was often away with her singing career, meant that anytime we spent together wasn't full of practical jokes and hair pulling, but replaced with trips out with Miranda and Gordo, or hanging out together discussing our problems. Most recently we had talked about Miranda. While Lizzie was off in Rome, Miranda and Gordo had picked up a habit of still coming round to the McGuire house.
Me and Gordo always had got along and this soon turned into a friendly relationship. But soon, wherever Gordo was, Miranda was not too far behind. They started to date and it broke my heart. I have always had a crush on Miranda, ever since she gave me some love advice for Melina. Man, I was such a dork back then, I can't believe I made T-shirts!!
I tried numerous, subtle things to try and break them up, but nothing worked, they were inseparable. Me and Miranda sometimes had our moments when Gordo left the room, sometimes it would be a joke we'd share or even a brief meeting of our eyes, but I felt something spark, but she never did. I always shrugged it off, but recently over the last few weeks, I have found it more and more difficult. Since I told Lizzie how I feel about Miranda, my feelings have just seemed to get stronger!
Now she was in hospital, possibly seriously ill. Maybe Lizzie was right, maybe I did have to grab this opportunity.
"Lizzie?" I whispered. She nodded to show me that she was listening. "If I did tell Miranda, how I, you know, feel. What do you think she would say?"
"I'm not sure"
"Would Gordo be mad?"
Lizzie let out a sad laugh. "He might not be around to be mad."
"Don't say it like that Liz. Gordo will make it; maybe it'll be you to get him back on his feet. This could all be fate telling everyone to express their real feelings. Its obvious Gordo likes you."
"Then why is he dating Miranda?" Lizzie pulled her hand away from mine and rested her head against the steamed up window. I had been asking myself the same question.
"Anyone who spends that much time alone together is bound to want to experiment with their feelings. I've seen the way Gordo looks at you Lizzie, he loves you. You have to tell him you love him back. What happens if he does die Liz? He dies not knowing that you feel the same way as he does about you." I had taken it too far this time, Lizzie's eyes glazed over and she refused to talk. I guessed afterwards that until someone actually said the words 'Gordo might die' she wouldn't believe it. But I said those words, and reality hit her. Hard.