A/N: What's up! So most of the reviews I received last chapter guessed that she would see Will in the library...well you guys are wrong... Hah just kidding she does see him. It was pretty obvious, wasn't it?

Note: I have put a couple pop culture references in my story already and there's more to come. I tried writing about stuff that most people know like The Beatles. In this chapter I have a reference to both Sense and Sensibility (I'm assuming that if your reading Jane Austen fanfiction you know what that book is) and also Catcher In The Rye. If you don't know the plot line to that book you may be lost for like five seconds but don't worry. It's not super important to the story. If you haven't read Catcher In The Rye yet though and you're still in school I can almost guarantee you will by the time you graduate. I feel like it is a nationwide (and by nationwide I mean America, in case you didn't get that I am American) standard for almost every high school.

So yup, the was me going off on a tangent. Totally not offended if you didn't read that author note. S'cool. Anyway, I just wanted to say thank you so much for all the reviews. You strangers made my day:)

Happy Reading!

Ch. 7

Liz snuck into the study, closing the door quietly behind her.

Once inside, she turned on a small lamp that was on the table next to the chair she had sat in earlier.

In the dim light, she made her way to the bookshelf stacked with hundreds of books. Almost immediately, she spotted on of her favorites, Sense and Sensibility.

She eagerly grabbed the book and returned to the big leather chair.

Not far into the book, Elizabeth heard the door crack open a bit. Startled, she flicked her head towards the door to see who it was. Liz was a little surprised to see that it was Will, dressed only in his boxers and a t-shirt.

Will noticed her curled up in one of the chairs, looking so tiny and vulnerable. "Sorry, I...uhmm...didn't know anyone else would be down here. I'm...just gonna go back upstairs." He said as he scratched the back of his neck and pointed towards the door.

"No. You can stay." Elizabeth answered, but she soon realized that Will would think she wanted him to stay...which she didn't. "I mean, if you want. You're the one that lives here." She added nonchalantly with a wave of her hand.

Will cleared his throat and walked towards the large desk in the center of room. He scooped up the book on the corner of the desk and sat opposite Elizabeth, just like a couple of hours ago during the interview.

"You couldn't sleep either?" He asked.

"No. I know some people think that the sound of rain is soothing to sleep to, but it just makes me toss and turn."

"Same."

"What book do you have?" Elizabeth questioned. Her eyes had not left him since he entered the room.

"Catcher In The Rye. It's my favorite." Will said in response.

Elizabeth snorted and Will gave her a bothered look. "Sorry. It's just that your favorite book is kinda ironic, considering your career."

"Do you disapprove of yet another thing about me?" Will said. Elizabeth couldn't tell if he was being serious or playful. Maybe a little of both?

"Oh no, don't get me wrong, Catcher In The Rye is a great book, especially if you're into that whole teenage angst thing." Elizabeth paused and thought of how to phrase her next question. "But..."

"Do you think that I'm a 'phony?'" Will guessed where she was going with the question. He leaned forward in his chair.

She stared at him for a moment, those soft blue eyes staring back at her. It gave her chills. Liz didn't know what to say, so she just shrugged.

Will pat the book with his hand. "I read this book during my freshman year in high school. There was something about Holden I could relate to. I felt like there were so many 'phonies' in the world, and I wanted to be different. I always had a passion for acting, and I came here to do what I love. I love the acting, not the fame."

After the speech Will just gave, Liz had to admit that she gained a new level of respect for him. She could almost overlook the comment he made. He was passionate about what he did, which is probably why he never wanted any attention and always appeared cold and distant.

"Honestly, you seem like one of the only genuine people in Hollywood." She said truthfully.

Elizabeth gave him a soft smile. To her surprise he smiled back. It was more like a grin, wide and full of teeth. Elizabeth liked this side of him.

"So tell me more about this other side of Will Darcy."

"Well, he prefers to stay out of the press, as you already know. What most people don't know about me is that my first role was a dancing tree in my first grade play." He joked, his smile growing.

Liz giggled in response. "Everyone has to start somewhere."

"I think that the teacher just wanted me out of the way. I was quite the handful as a child. In elementary school, my parents would always have to have meetings with my teachers because I never listened."

"Hah, your parents must have loved that."

The smile was wiped off Will's face and replaced with a more serious look. "Yea, they did."

Uh oh Liz thought. She had completely forgotten about what happened during dinner, It seemed like his parents death was still a touchy subject for him.

Although she was a journalist and it was her job to be curious and ask questions, Liz didn't want to pry into a subject that clearly upset him.

She was racking her brain to try to think of something comforting to say in a situation like this. When she opened her mouth to speak, Will got up and said, "I think I'm gonna go back to bed. I'm starting to get tired."

Liz was still at a loss for words when the door shut behind Will. She was still amazed how their conversation had gone from lighthearted to seriously depressing in a matter of seconds. It seemed like most of their conversations had turned in that direction.

Staring at the words on the open page, Elizabeth tried to read, but her distraction was too much for her. Carefully, she put the book back from where she got, turned off the lamp, and padded back up the stairs to her room.

The storm had lightened considerably. There was only the faint sound of rain tapping on the windows when Liz finally fell asleep.

The girls woke up early the next morning. As much as Elizabeth could sense that her sister didn't want to leave just yet, they had to. In order to make the deadline for the article, Liz had to get home.

Jane and Elizabeth said their goodbye's to Charlie since he was the only one up by the time they left. The two lovebirds promised to meet each other the next day on the set.

When the door closed behind them, Will came downstairs, wiping the sleep from his eyes.

"Did Jane and Elizabeth just leave?" He asked.

"Yea. Liz wanted to get an early start. I think she said that she left her laptop at home and she had to finish the article by tonight."

"Oh. I'm kinda glad that I wasn't here when they left."

"Why?"

"Last night I went into the study because I couldn't sleep and Liz was there. We started talking, but it got a little awkward when the conversation drifted towards my parents..."

"Will. I know I tell you this all the time. The accident wasn't your fault." Charlie rubbed his face.

"But I can't help but feel guilty every time they come up in a conversation."

Charlie pat the back of his friends back. "I know, Will, but it's been almost four years."

"So...you were in the study with Liz last night?" Charlie asked, his eyebrows wagging.

"We just talked, Charlie." Will answered. But I enjoyed talking to her Will added to himself.

Charlie and Will made their way into the kitchen. As Charlie poured two cups of coffee, he observed, "You know what, Will? I think you two would be good together. With your uptight personality and her carefree attitude, you'd balance each other out!"

Charlie smiled his usual smile, but Will just frowned. "You know that relationships never work out with me."

"But those are all actresses that you've dated. And they're all fake and drove me bananas. Liz is not like them. She's funny and witty. Hah, remember at the club the night I met Jane. Her laughter is infectious!"

Will winced. Although she did have a laughter that brought the whole room to life, Will's thoughts were now on what he said as they were leaving the club. He didn't really mean what he said, he just wanted to get Charlie off his back. Will didn't want to admit that Charlie was right and that he did find Elizabeth attractive.

Charlie tried to examine Will's face. He noticed the slight blush and distracted gaze. "And I think that you like her!" He finished with a wry smile.

At hearing Charlie, Will flashed back to reality. "What? No. I...I don't like her."

"Iv'e known you for a really long time, Will. Look me in the eye and tell me you don't like her."

"I...I'm not playing this game." Will frowned and left the room in a hurry. I wish I could just forget about her Will thought as he stormed upstairs.

The entire car ride home, Elizabeth listened to Jane express her love for Charlie. She was delighted that her sister finally found someone that deserved her love. As she looked out the window Liz rolled her eyes and sighed.

There had been so many boys in the past who vied for Jane's attention, but none of them were as deserving as Charlie. Their sweet personalities made them the perfect, and cutest, couple.

It wasn't that Liz didn't want to share her sister's happiness, it was just that she had a lot on her mind and would prefer some peace and quiet. Elizabeth had a lot of things to sort through in her mind, namely Will Darcy.

After an hour of her sister talking her ear off, Liz had to admit that she was glad to be home.

"Well, I won't bore you anymore." Jane said as she unlocked the door to their apartment. She could sense that Elizabeth had enough of her chatter. "Go ahead and write your article."

Elizabeth gave her sister a smile as thanks for releasing her. She quickly took to her room.

In the safety of her room, Elizabeth leaned against the door and sunk to the floor. She no longer knew what to think about Will Darcy, and that meant that she didn't know what to write about him either. And that was a problem.

On one hand, he's a proud, arrogant man. But on the other, he's compassionate and kind Liz argued to herself.

She got up from her spot against the door and laid down on her bed. Her laptop was waiting for her there. She pressed the on button, got out her notes and recorder and prepared herself.

As much as it pains me, I'm going to have to write a positive article. Liz promised Charlie a publicity piece, and she had to deliver. If not for Charlie, for Jane.

The second her computer flashed on, Liz started typing away with much force. If the keys had feelings, Liz was sure that they would be hurt from her typing.

Liz knew the perfect title. What Will Darcy Doesn't Want You to Know. As her fingers flew across the keyboard, she read aloud:

What is Will Darcy hiding from the world? The fact that he actually has a personality, maybe? When asked about his first acting job, he joked 'my first role was a dancing tree in my first grade play.' Among his favorites are The Beatles, Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough ice cream, Avatar, and snowboarding. Despite what the press might say about Will Darcy and his dour demeanor, there is life under that cold shell. He's even excited about his upcoming movie, The Adventures of Sean Riley, which will hit theaters July 5th...

When she finished she had an entire page of writing and Elizabeth was very proud of her work. Most of the things she added were not even part of the interview, but what they talked about later in the study. She was surprised that she remembered all those things about him.

Maybe, Liz thought Will Darcy isn't really such a bad person after all.