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"Hey." Lizzie entered the poolhouse, a sad smile plastered on her face. She had spent lots of time thinking of how to break the news to Ryan. She didn't want him to get mad at her, or for them to stop being friends. Lizzie thought that they made great friends. And as she had reflected the past week, she had come to the conclusion that they made better friends then lovers. Sure, the making-out was good. But still, it just wasn't…right.

"Hey." Ryan looked at her and turned off the TV. He straightened himself up and motioned for Lizzie to sit next to her on the bed. 'What' up." He smirked at her.

Lizze reluctanly sat next to him on the bed and looked away for a moment. This sparked his interest and he was immediately clued in, something was up. Something bad. "So, how was the project?" She inquired looking into his eyes once again.

"Oh, it went great, Marissa and I made great partners." Ryan told her. He had made sure to tell Lizzie about the project and Marissa to keep her from getting jealous or suspious about anything. Trust and communicating were big ingrediants to their relationships. Even though the latter was extremely difficult for him.

"In more then one area I assume." She mumbled under her breath before letting out a soft giggle.

"Huh?" Ryan had heard something leave his girlfriends mouth, but wasn't sure what. It had been a whisper slash mumble. Then she had let out a giggle. He had no idea what she said, he was now confused, whatever had been on her mind seemed to had vanished, or so Ryan thought.

"Oh, nothing." Lizzie replyed, much more audible this time. They hadn't really talked or seen each other much lately. She hadn't wanted the break-up to be on Ryan's mind. He had a project that needed his attention. Plus, he was happy, really happy. She hated the thought of ruining it for him.

"So…" He leaned in a kissed her on the mouth. Lizzie, pulled away startaling him and she gave him a "I'm so sorry" look which made him sigh. "What's wrong?" He asked her dropping his head some.

"You know, the beautiful blonde girl who lives next door?" Lizzie pointed in Marissa's house's general direction with her finger. A smile was on her face, which Ryan thought odd.

"Marissa, yah, I Know her." This conversation was amusing him. He had figured it would be serious, but from the looks of it so far, it didn't seem that way at all, just more talk about Marissa. Lizzie had shown great interest in her and seemed to want to get to know her better. This made Ryan glad, he wanted them to be friends.

Lizzie rolled her eyes. The more she learned about Marissa the more she was convinced that Ryan was in complete denial. He was so obviously in love with that girl. Lizzie could tell why. She seemed very, nice, was absolutly goregous and they had chemistry. It was right in front of their faces. Idiots, she thought, kiss her already! Lizzie had found herself having thoughts like this. It was weird. It became clear to her, that she didn't love Ryan either. She was rooting for him and Marissa, she really was.

"Okay, did you know that someone is in love with her? And I think, by the looks of it, she's in love with him too!" She exclaimed smiling sadly. Ryan frowned looking at his girlfriend. He wondered how she knew this, Marissa hadn't mentioned anyone to him. He thought they were getting closer, he guessed not.

"Who." His respondce was simple and very Ryan-like of him. One word. The look on his face proved to show that he was confused and a little hurt that Marissa hadn't mentioned anyone.

"Oh, you know him." Lizzed waved at Ryan. A stasified look was on her face. "It's you." She whispered solemly and leaned in and gave him a tight hug.

His reaction was a shocked one. But also confused. If Lizzie thought that he and Marissa were in love, in a romantic way, why was she so happy? It made no sense to him at all. She was his girlfriend afterall, in a situation like this, he would expect jealousy, not happiness. "Um, I don't get it. I'm not in love with Marissa. Marissa Cooper Marissa?" He questioned her some.

"Of course! And you are. Denial, denial, denial." She grinned brightly. "Oh." Her face feel and she looked at him seriously. The looked she had on when she had first entered the poolhouse. "I think we should break up. You're in love with someone else and I find myself hoping that you too get the happy ending. I mean, you're so cute together." She smirked again. But it was kind of sad and soft, not the bright one. Ryan liked that smile much better then the one he was receiveing tonight.

"I don't think so, I mean, Marissa doesn't like me like that anymore so…" His voice trailed off. Ryan looked around the poolhouse, kind of relieved that the break-up didn't make him or Lizzie feel bad or sad at all. Neither of them showed signs of getting upset.

"Oh, you've got to be kidding me! You are both always stealing glances at each other, looking each other up and down. God, and they way you two smile. It's so happily nausiating!" She exclaimed, pointint out the obvious. "So, we're good?" She asked him.

"Of course." He leaned over and hugged her again.

"Now, I'm going to leave, and we're going to be friends, and I'm going to get to know Marissa and that Summer girl, she seems so fun don't you think? And if I don't catch you two making-out in a mouth I will have to force you ontop of that girl." Lizzie laughed again. "I think I had to much coffee today don't you think?" She gave a small smile before leaving.

Ryan just sat there amused as he lay down in the bed.

AuthorsNote:That chapter was so hard to write. When I finished it the first time, I realized Lizze was way too excited about R/M, she was so like...me. I had her squeeing for dear life! So I tried to tone her down, but I'm not sure it worked. She seemed kind of OOC to me. But I made her up so it doesn't matter right? Right nod So tell me what you think.

PS. That was my first Authors note at the end of a story, ever!