The next day I walked to school with Miranda and talked things through over and over about the decision I was making. I couldn't believe it myself, but what other choice did I have?

"You have the choice to tell Gordo what you write about him. It's the only way you are gonna stay. And that's what you want, right?" Miranda asked as we got nearer to the school.

"Yeah of course! But I can't tell Gordo Miranda, I just can't. I can't imagine how hurt he'll be and I know what I did was just so wrong but...I just wish I never wrote such mean things about him." I said miserably. I knew I was going to have a guilty conscious until I told him. "I'm just wondering how I'm going to break the news to Gordo. If he finds out Isabella is making me go to New York, he will probably go up to her himself and tell her off in front of everybody. Then she's going to tell him anyway and-"

"Lizzie, please, just calm down. We'll figure something out okay?" Miranda said sounding a little annoyed. I stared at the ground nervously as we reached the school and saw Gordo waiting the huge tree where we usually met.

"Hey Gordo." I said to him as I tried to sound happy.

"Hey guys. What's up? You seem...not yourselves." He answered.

"Oh um...no, everything's fine. Just fine." I said nervously. Miranda elbowed me on the side of my stomach which was a sign for me to tell Gordo the truth.

"Ok, everything's not fine. You know how I said I might be going to New York cos my Dad is moving there?" I said. Gordo nodded. "Well I'm going." I finally said.

"What?" He asked surprisingly.

"I'm going to New York." I answered. I suddenly saw sadness in Gordo's eyes, and that's when I realised he still like me more than a friend.

"Oh, right. Well I better go now. I don't want to be late Math." He said as he quickly walked away, even though it was still ten minutes till class.

"Good on ya Liz. You just broke his heart." Miranda said to me.

"What? How else am I supposed to say it? I can't say it any simpler."

"You could tell him what you write about him and stay here! With us!" Miranda insisted. "Do you have any idea what it's gonna be like around here when your gone? Do you have any idea how much we're gonna miss you? You're my best friend and I can't imagine my life without you. I'm only gonna see you during the summer, but that's not good enough for me. It's not fair!"

I had totally forgotten the other cons about moving to New York. Which would be leaving my best friends behind and having to start a new school and live in a new house. I sighed and couldn't stop worrying about the huge mistake I was going to make.

"And Lizzie not only that, you have to start a new school which means making new friends. I know how much you hate doing that stuff and making new friends is like a nightmare for you!" Miranda said as we started to walk to class.

"I know that. You didn't have to rub it in!" I said feeling a little angry. I was so confused and didn't know what to do. "Well maybe it'll be different. I guess there's no harm in trying it out. And if I really don't like my new school then...then I guess I'll come back. And tell Gordo what I did." I added.

"So you actually want to go to New York? And leave us behind?" Miranda asked as we sat down in the classroom. I saw Gordo at the corner of my eye but tried to ignore him. I couldn't bear to see the look on his face, he looked so miserable.

"No! Do you think I have a choice?" I whispered to Miranda.

"Yes! You can tell-,"

"I know, I know! I should tell Gordo, you've told me a million times!" I whispered even softer. Thoughts were spinning in my mind on whether I should tell Gordo or not. But then again, hurting his feelings was the last thing I wanted to do. If I stayed and told him about what I did, he would be heartbroken. And if I went to New York, he'd still be heartbroken. Either way, nothing was going to satisfy him. I turned and looked at Gordo and saw him with his head down low and pretending to read his math book.

"Gordo?" I asked softly. I knew he was still a little sensitive.

"Hmm?" He answered.

"I'm so sorry that I have to go but...okay look, do you wanna come over after school? We can talk then." I said.

He finally looked at me and I could tell he had been crying. I felt so sorry for him. "Yeah. Okay." He answered as he continued to read.

Gordo and I were at my place and I was pouring some juice for the both of us and serving cookies. The whole day Gordo had hardly looked at me in the eye and he was in a bad mood. I guess I was the reason for it.

"So why are you going to New York?" He asked finally.

"Well..." I started. I didn't know what to say. Should I say the truth, or make up some random story? "Well I just thought that... I might want a change. I mean, if I don't like it there, of course I will always come back."

"And what if you do like it?"

"Y-you can always come and see me during the summer. I mean, it's not like its goodbye forever. You'll still be able to see me and that; at least I'm not dead." I joked. But Gordo didn't find it very funny. "It's not like you won't survive without me." I added as I bit into a cookie.

"Yes it will." He said softly. I stared at him and couldn't believe what he just said. "I can't imagine my life without you Lizzie. I just can't and things aren't going to be the same! Seeing you through the summer isn't enough and I have to see you everyday! I-I love you Lizzie. And I wish you felt the same way."

I felt shocked and didn't know what to say. I knew he like me more than a friend but not love.

"Wow. Uh, that's really nice of you Gordo." I said. I felt a little flattered by all his compliments, but it didn't change the way I felt about him.

"Is that all you can say?" He asked. I stared at him and was thinking as fast as I could of what to say.

"Well Gordo, the thing is, I don't feel the same way. And please don't get upset Gordo cos I know you will but I can't help it. I only see you as my best friend and nothing more. I'm really sorry." I said as I struggled to make eye contact with him. I knew he would get hurt again but he had to know the truth before things got worse.

"Oh. B-but back in Rome, when we were on the rooftop and you k-kissed me. You kissed me! Not I kissed you. Please don't tell me that didn't mean anything."

"It didn't. I just gave you that kiss so you'd realise I still loved you as a best friend and still cared about you. You were jealous that I was with Paolo and you thought I'd forgotten about you, but I wanted to let you know that I hadn't." I said nervously. I didn't feel as nervous this time because I was telling the truth. I nervous because I because of the way I thought he would react when I told him.

"I don't believe it." He said as he shrugged his shoulders. "So is this the reason why you're going to New York? Because y-you want to get away from me and not see me anymore? Is that it?" He asked sounding a little angry.

"What? No! Of course not!" I replied feeling taken back from what he asked.

"Then why are you going? And I want the truth if you don't mind!"

"Well Isabella said she really wanted to stay here with mom so I thought I didn't really have choice so I decided to go to New York. I mean, it can't be that bad and at least I'd be away from Isabella cos you know how I can't stand her!" I said quickly.

"I thought you said you wouldn't let Isabella get to you! She can't tell you what to do Lizzie and you can't let her always win! I'll talk to her and give her a piece-"

"No!" I said loudly. "No! Don't do that Gordo; it'll make things so much worse! B-but thanks anyway, it was really nice of you." I added.

"I've known you for a long time Lizzie, and I can tell whether you're uncomfortable or lying about something. I'm feeling that you're lying to me..." Gordo said.

"Gordo, what would you know? It's not like you live in my head or anything! I think I would know if I was lying and I'm not lying!" I said loudly. "You're supposed to be one of my best friends and best friends believe and trust each other, and that's exactly what you're not doing!" I continued. Gordo stared at me for a moment and straightaway I regretted what I said. Or at lease I shouldn't have said it so loudly.

"And best friends stick together and they don't leave each other behind. And that's what you're doing." Gordo said. My stomach churned and I knew he was right. I felt like I was going to be sick and I just wanted him to leave.

"It's not like I have a choice, do I?" I asked him. At that moment, he got out from his seat and started walking nearer to me. I was wondering what he was doing and just was coming closer and closer. Too close in fact. Before I knew it, his lips were on mine and we started kissing. I knew I didn't like him but I just felt so relaxed, like I was floating on a cloud. It was probably the best I had felt in weeks. Then, I my head finally came around and I quickly pulled away.

"What are you doing?" I asked feeling a little scared.

"Lizzie I love you and I can't live without you. Please stay here. Please." He begged. We were still standing really close together.

"Please, just go Gordo. I really have to be alone now." I said as I backed away from him. His shoulders slouched a little and he sighed heavily. I watched him walked miserably out the door. I had a lot of thinking to do.