Georgiana walked in her brother's bedroom and threw her bag on the ground with a satisfied sigh. Will looked up.

"Something you want to share with the room?"

Georgiana gave a devious smile just sat on his bed and put her legs up on the stack of books that laid there. Will turned his chair around and gave her his full attention.

"So how was your trip to the mall with Anne and her friends?" he asked.

"I had tons of fun, I can't say the same for them however."

"What did you do?"

"Oh nothing, just a few pranks is all." She saw that she had peaked her brother's interest so she began. "Since Anne decided to take me to the mall out of the kindness of her heart, I decided to give her the most memorable day of her life. We went first to their favorite hangout which was the Thai restaurant. I'd asked the cook to prepare their meals specially. A little bit of laxative never hurt to clear the body before shopping." She gave an innocent giggle before going on, "After a trip or two to the bathroom, we finally were able to go shopping. I found out that they only go to the expensive stores and try to fit the tiniest sizes. Lucky for me, a friend works there. Denny went along with my plan and re-tag all the clothes for the girls. All sizes that were size zeros were then re-tag to be seven or bigger."

"So I'm guessing it took a while for them to realize."

"Oh they never realized."

Will shook his head in disapproval, "You gave a lot of trouble to Denny, I hope you're doing something for him in return."

"Oh, Denny asked only that I would go to get coffee with him next week."

The grin that had been on his face disappeared at this.

"Should I be concerned about this?"

"Oh Will, calm down. We are just friends going for a drink."

"But you don't even drink coffee." Will pointed out.

"Yeah but I drink hot chocolate, but you're distracting me from my story."

"Sorry, please continue."

"So after a disappointing trip to Express, we decided to get ice cream because that makes a lot of sense. I told them that only fancy people eat ice cream from Luigi's Dairy."

"Doesn't that stuff make people throw up?"

"Yeah, it took a bit of persuasion to get them to go there."

"I'd imagine."

"But Carter owed me a favor so he made the place all fancy and look expensive."

"Sorry, where are you making these friends?"

"Mostly from my classes online. We had to do a group project together and we met then."

"How did I not know this?"

"That was the day of your school's AP History class field trip."

Will thought back to that day and the Roman section. He gave a chuckle just thinking about Lizzie. His memory was interrupted by seeing his sister grinning at him.

"So that's all you did then? Help them with their colons and clear their stomachs?"

"I also created a little accident with a spilled liquid that they slipped on and fell in."

"Georgie, that could have seriously hurt someone, or even people that the prank wasn't meant for."

"I knew that, that's why I placed a 'caution: wet floor' sign right afterwards to make sure no one else would get hurt."

"So sore butts, empty stomachs, and clean colons?"

"Let's not forget the itching powder. They probably think they caught something."

"Georgie, you know they are probably going to expect you."

"Let them, so all the girls know that my brother is taken!"

"No I'm not."

"But you're with Lizzie."

"No, no I'm not."

"What, did you not ask her or something? Wait, are you supposed to ask?"

"Georgie-"

"Anyway, Anne won't be bothering you about being her boyfriend unless she wants another round with me."

"Aren't you afraid that she will tell Aunt Catherine?"

"If she does then I will accept my punishment. Besides, I wouldn't have known what to put for my Instagram post for today otherwise."

"Instagram?"

"Yeah, Richard told me to get it, and besides Lizzie has one. I follow her and you should see some of the things she post."

Will felt himself curious to see what Lizzie was up to and to see what she post, but decided he had better give her some space. If it seemed like he was stalking her, then he would knew he would lose any possible chance.

The new semester was underway and soon the weekend of graduation arrived. Will had had a talk with Charles about Jane. Charles was upset for a whole two days, which was longer than Will had ever seen him mad, but Charles got over his anger and was soon himself again.

He soon heard that Charles had called Jane and they had talked. It took her a while, but she was back to talking with him again. Will was happy for him, but he felt himself getting distracted and start thinking about another Bennet.

Will was having lunch out with Georgiana on her request. They were seated in a little booth near the back. His view was the front door which gave a jingle every time a new arrival came or another customer left.

"Will."

Will brought his wandering mind back to his sister, "Sorry about that. My mind is somewhere else."

"Worried about graduation?"

Graduation was in four days. He agreed to going out to lunch only for the sake of not talking about graduation.

"No, I was thinking about-"

"Lizzie?" suggested Georgiana.

He couldn't help the way his attention would sharpen at the mere mention of her name.

"There's no point in thinking about her. I already killed my chances."

Georgiana kept her face stoic, which looked like she was in pain. She wanted to keep this a surprise if this was going to work.

"You okay there? You look like you hurt yourself or need to go to the bathroom."

"What, no I don't!" her face became red.

The jingle of the door again drew Will's attention up. This time however his eyes stayed on the new arrival. His face lit up and he could feel his posture straighten up. It was Lizzie. She looked around the restaurant till her eyes fell on his.

"Lizzie, over here!" called Georgiana with a wave.

"Wait, you planned this?" Will asked in surprise.

Georgiana gave an innocent smile before they were joined by Lizzie.

Will tried to stay calm and sound nice to their company, "Lizzie, what brings you here to the suburban area. I thought you would still be in school."

"Georgiana asked if I could come today for your graduation party. My sister, Jane and Charles gave me a lift here and are going to a Christmas bazaar."

Will looked at his sister who was still not making eye contact with him. She had planned all of this. He was both surprised and impressed. His sister had changed so much over the past months.

Looking back, he noticed that he had changed too since the first time he and Lizzie had met.

He looked into her eyes and hoped that she had noticed the change too.

"Richard will be joining us soon as well." Added Georgiana.

Will went from feeling that the day had took an unexpected turn for the better to reveal that it was only his imagination.

He hadn't talked to his cousin about that car ride where he said he would back off. Will wondered if his cousin was still feeling that way now.

A few minutes passed in conversation before the last person in their party arrived.

Will observed his cousin closely, but could only determine after a while that Richard forwarded most of his conversations that he had with Lizzie to himself.

When desert arrived, Georgiana claimed she had to use the bathroom and excused herself. Richard too excused himself and said he had to make a call.

The two sat alone in silence; Lizzie staring at her chocolate cake and Will trying hard not to stare at her.

Suddenly they both began to speak at the same time. Will apologized and said she could go first.

"I wanted to say thanks again for what you did for my sister."

"Please, I feel awkward that you're thanking me when it was meant to be kept a secret."

"My sister you see is not one for keeping secrets."

Will cleared his throat, "Lizzie, I didn't do it in the hopes of getting your thanks, or with the hopes of your liking me. I thought only of you when I acted, but believe me, I would feel worse if you liked me only out of gratitude."

Lizzie was silent for a moment which made Will uncomfortable. He wanted the silence to be broken with her saying something even if it was the words he didn't want to hear.

"I hope that my admiration for you is not founded on gratitude. I rather think it originated earlier than that."

"You don't I mean you do?"

"After reading your explanation, let me be more specific actually. After reading your explanation about a third time, I was able to understand the whole situation from your point of view. I see that I have misjudged you very harshly."

"I was to blame as well. I didn't allow myself to see the whole picture and only wanted to see things the way I wanted them to be."

"Are you seriously trying to claim all the fault?"

"No, that's not what I was trying to do." Will blurted out in a hurry to fix his error.

Lizzie laughed, "I was just playing with you."

Will relaxed. Seeing her smile made his heart stop. If only he could be the one to keep that smile on her face.

"Lizzie?"

"Mmm?"

"I was wondering, if we could start over. I know it's too much to wish for you to actually want to date me but-"

He was silence by Lizzie reaching over the table and kissing him on the cheek.

Her face was bright red and he could only imagine that his was too.

"If you want to be friends then-"

"Can you tell me if I have a chance at making you like me?"

Lizzie raised an eyebrow, "Who says you haven't already?"

This time they both leaned over the table and they kissed.

Will never thought several months ago that he would ever fall in love, that he would be so helplessly lost in it, and he definitely didn't think he would have hood love.

A/N: Well, that is the end of the series of Darcy's Hood Love! I'm so sorry with the delay. First semester was hard for me and I have roommate probs. I may delay "Her Sense to His Sensibility" a while so I can work on my other stories that I have neglected. I also love to read other people's fanfiction so that's what my break will be overrun with. Stay tuned to see how Lizzie uses her bet! I haven't forgotten and I'm hoping it will give you a laugh! I have no right to ask for a review after so many months of leaving you hanging, but I always love hearing from you. It's like waiting for Sherlock to come on, but worse because the delay was unexpected. J