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"Lizzie, I didn't mean it like that…" Miranda whispered, watching Lizzie pick up the mug she shattered. She nodded softly and smiled a quiet smile as if to say she already knew and she was ready to go forward. After about fifteen minutes Lizzie finally broke the awkward silence.
"Miranda, I never got to ask… how is your life? I read about the Wished breakup and your solo career, we'll both be singers! How was your honeymoon with Matt? Do you have any kids?" Lizzie faltered and her voice softened, "How's Gordo…?"
"Lizzie do you really wanna to talk about that now?" Miranda asked honestly, not wanting another break down. She watched Lizzie interpret what she said, she watched Lizzie swallow the still burning curiosity for a moment, and she watched as Lizzie hid any displays of the emotions she had buried in her.
"No… not really." She said softly, trying so hard to keep the millions of questions from attacking her friend. "So tell me about your life." She finished considerably more cheerful. Miranda smiled and told her everything, including the things that made Lizzie cringe.
"And the night of our wedding… Oh Lizzie, you should have been there. It was just AMAZING, I mean it wasn't like Matt and I hadn't done it before but this was-" Miranda's blissful stroll down memory lane was abruptly stopped by Lizzie.
"Ew, Miranda, thank you. The image of you getting it on with my little spiky haired brother shall forever remain instilled in my head." Every word spoken was coated heavily in sarcasm. Miranda laughed as Lizzie began scavenging for the sacred hot chocolate, a joke Miranda and Lizzie had from years ago.
The rest of the night was filled with Miranda's tales of evil band mates, Matt and Miranda's struggle to have a baby, crazy stories of their home renovation. The two girls laughed and talked and jabbered just like they used too. Miranda showed off the necklace Matt got her for Valentines Day.
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Miranda rolled over a pile of pillows and clothes, searching for her ringing cell phone. "Damn thing" she said as she fumbled it bit while trying to flip it open, "Yeah" she moaned.
"MIRANDA, where the hell are you? I've been trying to call you, no note or anything? This is ridiculous." Came the voice out of the phone, these were the times Miranda wished she didn't pay the extra thirty bucks a month to have crystal clear reception, her mistakes wouldn't enter through her ear and eat out her brain slowly without question. She closed her eyes tightly and gasped slightly.
"Matt… If I thought you'd believe me, I'd explain it entirely but can we wait till later?" Miranda asked hopefully as she watched Lizzie yawn and roll over. Her hair all crazy and smeared, smudged and rubbed make up clogging every last one of her pores.
"Miranda this is later, why didn't you just call? Do you have any idea where my mind thinks you are? For all I know your naked with some guy and sticky foods" Matt argued.
"Matt, honestly that's gross and ridiculous. I'm not getting it on with some random dude… ew how can you even think that? Ew. Ew. Ew. And for your information I'm just with Lizzie-" she stopped dead. She hadn't wanted to say that, she knew he didn't need to hear that, she knew it wasn't fair.
"Li-Lizzie. LIZZIE, as in my sister? My sister that walked out on our wedding and kissed some European dude who's 15 seconds of fame were over before they began and became his little-" Miranda cringed at the following words, "What am I mean to tell Gordo? That you went back and erased the past?"
"Matt, she called me yesterday. While I was on the set of the video, she called and what was I going to say? No. Matt she's more than just my sister-in-law, OK? She was my best friend and I couldn't let something that happened two years ago keep me from reaching out to her. Do you realize how screwed up these past years have been for her?" Miranda hissed.
"No… But Gordo…" Matt sighed, he knew he was beat but he wasn't giving in yet.
"Right now I want to get Lizzie back to Lizzie, I'm gonna try to get her to stay in her truly amazing apartment, Matt honestly it's almost as nice as our house…. Anyways, but I don't think she'll agree but we got to like make sure she isn't like holding any huge secrets, I mean she seemed fine when we got off the subject of anything related to her whole ordeal, but you never know." Miranda said quietly not wanting Lizzie to hear.
"Secrets… like?" Matt asked confused.
"Well I dunno maybe she's pregnant or is a closet druggie or she's secretly gay or maybe she's still dating Mark, I dunno. I just want to make sure there are no big surprises before she meets Gordo." Miranda said quickly as Lizzie woke up. "Matt honey gotta go, I'll be home soon. Love ya bye."
Lizzie finally became fully awake as Miranda set the phone down. She rolled over on her side and looked questioningly at her friend, "Who was that?" she finally asked.
"Matt. I need to go home and clean myself up give me your cell number and I'll call you later today, get yourself cleaned up and we'll go out to dinner tonight. Got to run, love you. Mwa." And Miranda was out the door.
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Not my favorite of all chapters but I like the next one (so far) much better… a one shot Gordo POV songfic will probably spring out of it, but I'm not sure yet. Anyways, R&R!
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