Disclaimer: The Lizzie Bennet Diaries belong to Hank Green and Bernie Su. I don't own any characters, in anyway, shape or form. I also do not own the movie The Proposal.

A/N: Hey everyone so sorry this story has been M.I.A. It was taken down by the site but anyways its back and hopefully won't get taken down this time.I just you enjoy this chapter.

I also need to mention the lovely Anony Mouse 1776, who was so kind as to read over my work and help me out by critiquing. She is amazing and I am beyond grateful to her. So if your wondering why my writing suddenly got better, its because of her.

To say it was awkward after Gigi and Fitz left would be an understatement. Both Lizzie and Darcy didn't know what to do or what to talk about, and it didn't help that they were sitting quite close to one another. Lizzie picked up on this and moved back a little, giving them each a bit more room, though they were still close enough that their knees were almost touching.

She found herself looking up at him and didn't really know think. From the day they had met, she had been fixed on disliking him. She had done a pretty good job of it too, saying not-so-nice things about him on the internet, for the whole world to see.

But now things were different, and no matter how hard she tried, with her thoughts of "I'm going to avoid him" and "IF I run into him again, I'll act like nothing's changed", whenever she saw him those resolutions just escaped her mind.

She also realized that he has been so different, so much kinder than the last time they had met. All of their conversations, she thought, had actually been quite pleasant.

So maybe, Lizzie decided, I should actually give him and chance and actually try to get to know him, instead of judging, like, I always do.

The thought made Lizzie laugh inside; she was constantly being told that she shouldn't judge people so much, by pretty much everyone she knew. But, for once, she would try listening.

Sooooooo she thought to herself, how do you get to know someone you have actually known for months?

Deciding that saying something might help she asked, "So Darcy, what have you been up to today? Gigi mentioned you were in meetings." The words tumble awkwardly out of her mouth, before she even knew what she was saying

"Yeah, Fitz and I had meetings all day, about some new stats that have just come in on a product we are considering purchasing - nothing very entertaining" he said with a small smile, just happy that she was talking to him.

"What about you? Did you enjoy your day with my sister?" He questioned back, maybe being just as polite as she was trying to be.

"Oh yeah I had a ball. Gigi is lovely and we had great time getting to know each other better." A smile formed on his lips as she admitted this.

"I'm glad", he responded, looking directly in her eyes- exactly like the day before.

"Really?" she asked, not wanting to look away

"Yeah," he says as he draws his eyes away from her, though a cheeky smile took over his face as he continued, "Though I do have one question."

"Yeah?" Lizzie said, trying to egg him on.

"Why were you and Gigi throwing tennis balls at each other when I showed up to bring you both inside?"

Lizzie smiled at this and responded, "Ha, yeah well we originally were playing; Gigi was thrashing me, and decided that she would throw the game so I would win. I realised that she was doing and started hitting tennis balls at her. She returned fired and that's when you showed up."

"Ahhhh" he stated, understanding Lizzie's motives. "Whenever Gigi and I play, she always lets me win the first match, knowing that she will win the next few. I keep on telling her that I'm an adult and can take care of myself and she should play to her full potential, but she just insists that she is 'warming up'."

"I am, always warming up, Will" Gigi announced as she entered the room with Fitz.

This surprised both Lizzie and Darcy: so much that Lizzie jumped up and sat down on the couch next to the one, Darcy was on.

"Sure" Darcy replied to his sister, looking a little disheartened.

"We just ordered the pizza and they said there would be no problem about our order, but there are a lot of deliveries tonight, soooooo it would be quicker and easier if we just got the pizzas ourselves." Fitz told them, smiling a little too widely.

"Yeah... so Fitz and I can go pick in up in about 20 minutes or you guys can go pick it up. Either way the two remaining will have to get the drinks and the plates ready." Gigi explained, looking between her brother and Lizzie.

"Um how about you two go get the pizza and Lizzie and I can set up here. Where would you like to eat?" Darcy asks, looking at Gigi with a bit of a glare. Obviously they had discussed Gigi meddling as well.

"Um... I was thinking that we could watch a movie with dinner. You know, in the theatre," Gigi says.

"Wait, hold on a second, you guys have a theatre?" Lizzie interrupted shocked.

Darcy smiled at this and responded, "Well it's not really a theatre, just a largish size room with a couple of couches and a large television"

"Oh okay- and here I was thinking a big room where people sit and watch movies on a big screen was a theatre" replied Lizzie in her usual sarcastic tone.

"So anyway," Fitz said, bringing them back on topic. "Are we having dinner in the theatre or not? Cause I'm starving"

"Hahaha ok Fitz. It seems fine with me, Lizzie?" Darcy laughed, then turned to Lizzie, knowing that he didn'tneed to ask for her permission but wanting to anyway.

"Yeah thats sounds great" was her simple response.

"Cool" Gigi said as she stood up. "Fitz, we better get going- it's been about 20 minutes since we called."

"Too true, Gigi Darcy, too true," he replied with a smirk.

And with a final, "the plates and wine better to be ready when we get back," from Fitz,are out the door.

After a few moment of awkward silence, Lizzie asked Darcy where the kitchen was so they could start getting things ready. He apologised and leads her through a corridor or two, down to the kitchen, which was like everything in the Darcy house: large and welcoming.

Darcy went to get the plates and glasses while Lizzie headed to the fridge for some water, for Gigi, who didn't drink. But, when she got to the fridge, she stopped in her tracks. The fridge was covered in photos of Gigi, Darcy and two older looking people that must have been their parents. Lizzie, taking in this sight, felt like she had stepped back in time, to when Gigi won her first tennis tournament, when Darcy took the training wheels off his bike for the first time and lots of other classic childhood moments. There were also a lot of happy snapshots with their friends. Fitz, Bing and Caroline were featured in a few. Lizzie felt happily surprised that William Darcy kept these photos. It was such a normal thing to do, to have photos up on the fridge.

In that moment, she realised that she was so wrong to call Darcy a robot, something that didn't have emotions. He was just as normal and human as she was. He was someone that hung out with his friends and cared a lot about his family. He was someone that had a past filled with happy and sad memories. Just like her.

Brought back to reality by Darcy clinking and clanking plates and glasses around, she quickly got the water from the fridge and headed back to the bench were Darcy was so he wouldn't notice her staring at his family photos.

When she placed the bottle of water on the bench, Darcy was getting out a knife and fork out of a drawer.

"What are you doing?" she asked curiously.

"Just getting myself a knife and fork. Why do you ask?" he says questioned as he started pouring some wine into three glasses.

"Well, it's just most humans use their hands when they eat pizza."

"Well, it's lucky I'm a Darcybot and don't have to do" he replied, a smile forming on his face.

"Oh, Darcy," she exclaimed, "I'm so sorry for calling you that. I didn't mean….." she scrambles, trying to find the right words, feeling terrible for ever thinking that, especially after what she had just seen.

"It's fine Lizzie" he interrupted. "I was joking, like you were when you said that."

Lizzie smiled, feeling relieved that he was ok about this.

"Why are you smiling?" he asked, with a curious look.

"It just I'm not used to you joking that all" she admited as she looked up at him.

"Hmmm, well maybe you should stay a while, you might you might have the chance to get used to it." He looked down and met her gaze.

"I think I'd like that" she admitted, the both of them still looking in each other's eyes, until Lizzie gets got a thought and had to ask, "No seriously, what's up with the knife and fork?"

He chuckled at this and responses responded with "Nothing, it's just that I like to use cutlery when I eat pizza, I did it once and it kind of stuck."

"Does it taste any better?" she asked him, half curious and half teasing.

"No, it tastes just like pizza," and he laughed again.

Lizzie thought this was absolutely absurd, again, one of the best things about pizza was the fact that she got to eat it with her hands. She opened her mouth to tease him about it some more, but then she thought about the fact that she was trying to give him a chance and not judge people, and more specifically him, so harshly. So then, in a split second, she reached over to the cutlery draw and got out her own pair of a knife and fork.

Why not?, she said to herself, it can't hurt.

She then looked up at Darcy to see what his reaction was. He was looking at her, mesmerized, as if she had just saved the world.

This gave Lizzie butterflies.

Then they heard Gigi and Fitz loudly laughing as they both came through the door.

Lizzie felt relieved. She really did like talking to Darcy now, but it just got strangely intense whenever it was just them, and she kind of needed a break.

Both Gigi and Fitz entered, looking excited. By the look on Lizzie's and Darcy's faces, and how they were now standing quite a distance away from each other, Gigi's first thought was that it hadn't gone as well as she had hoped... but then she saw the knife and fork in Lizzie's hand, and she knew that she succeeded.

"Will, how about you and Lizzie get the food ready while Fitz and I head into the theatre and choose a movie for us all to watch." Gigi said as Fitz slides the pizza boxes onto the bench.

"Gigi. That hardly seems fair."

"Yes it does." said Gigi. "Fitz and I drove all the way to the pizza shop, and all Lizzie and you did was get some plates and glasses ready. Plus, it's my turn to choose the movie." She announced, looking quite pleased with herself.

"Fine" is all Darcy says, and with that Gigi and Fitz are out of the room

After getting all the food and drinks ready, then taking a couple of trips down to the theatre, Darcy and Lizzie are finally ready to sit down and watch the movie Gigi has chosen. It's The Proposal, a romantic comedy starring Sandra Bullock and Ryan Reynolds.

Everything was great, only that theatre only had three couches, and with Gigi and Fitz spread out all over two, Lizzie and Darcy were forced to sit together on the smallest couch.

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Lizzie really enjoyed dinner: the pizza was nice, the movie was funny and something she hadn't seen before and the fact that Ryan Reynolds was easy on the eyes didn't hurt either. But, by the time they had finished the movie, started and finished another talked for over an hour and had ice cream sundaes for desert, it was ten past twelve.

Lizzie was more than happy to call for a cab to take her back to her place, but Darcy and Gigi insisted that she stay and that if she did take the cab she wouldn't get home till a quarter to 1. They also told her that Fitz was staying the night as well, so it really wouldn't be any intrusion.

After neither 10 minutes of listening to Darcy, Gigi and Fitz trying to convince her to stay, she finally gave in, too tired to fight them on this subject.

Gigi took Lizzie to her guest bedroom which was upstairs. Her room was next to Gigi's, who told her that if she needed anything during the night just let her know. Even though she had already been so kind lending Lizzie a pair on pyjamas and helping her find a clean toothbrush.

Lizzie didn't know how she was ever going to repay her. All she knew for now was that the past few days had been better than she ever thought, and that, as she fell asleep, she couldn't wait for tomorrow.

A/N: So I must confess that my idea for Darcy eating with his knife and fork, actually comes from me. Every time I eat pizza I always eat it with a knife and fork and my friends tease me about it. I thought that it kind of went with Darcy's character so I rolled with it but I hoped you liked it anyway.

Thanks for reading, feel free to leave a comment good or bad, I'm always up to constructive criticism.

Hope your having a good day or night where ever you live :)

Rach