Before we start this chapter, I would like to thank everyone for the support. It means a lot. In this chapter, well, you'll have to find out!
Chapter 3: Confrontment
Pidge's POV
As Pidge walked down the hallway, she wondered if Lance actually liked her. She was a nerd, and a tomboy. Lance doesn't like that kind of girl. He likes the "Allura" type of girl. Beautiful, long hair, no freckles, and tall. She was none of those things. She had short hair, freckles, and she is very short.
Pidge paused in front of Lance's door, heart beating so fast, she thought it might jump out of her chest. What would he say, she thought. What would SHE say?! How should she introduce the subject? Pidge's mind was spiraling out of control. Pidge took a deep breath, put on a big smile, and opened the door.
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Lance's POV
Lance was sitting in his room, embarrassed, from his previous conversation with Hunk. There was no way Pidge could like him, right? He started thinking of all the reasons why. He was a seventh wheel, and she, well, she was smart, strong, and beautiful. He was just a boy from Cuba, trying to save the Universe, and win the heart of the girl he liked.
[door opens]
At once Lance's mood perked up. He stood, and saw a giddy Pidge standing in the doorway.
"Hey Lance! Hunk told me you wanted help with Killbot Phantasm 1!" Pidge said happily.
"Sure do! Come in!' Lance moved aside to let Pidge through the doorway. "You ready to get started?"
"Yup!"
"It's pretty cool you know how to fight (in the game)," Lance said, battling off monsters while Pidge knocked another player unconscious. He loved it when Pidge went all out on a video game.
"Well, someone had to protect my brother. He was always getting beaten up."
~an hour later~
"WOO" Lance yelled, after finally beating the level. "Thanks Pidge!"
"No problem Lance." Pidge responded, smiling wide.
"See you at Keith's party!"
As soon as he said that, he saw Pidge's beautiful smile falter. He wondered what Hunk had asked/told her. "You ok?"
"Yup!" Pidge said, though not very convincingly.
"Pidge…" Lance said, eyebrows raised.
"Actually, no, I'm not ok. Can we talk about this somewhere else?" Pidge murmured, head in her hands. "Can we go to Green's hangar?
"Sure."
As soon as they left the room, Lance started sweating vigorously. What was she going to say? Pidge paused for a moment, and looked at Hunk, who gave her a little thumbs up. That little traitor! Lance gave Hunk a death glare, who in response mouthed; "you'll thank me for this".
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Pidge's POV
As soon as Pidge said she needed to talk to him(Lance), he'd been acting strange. Fidgeting non-stop, looking side to side, and had the most pained expression on his face. As soon as they got to the hangar, Pidge sat down.
"Look, I'm not trying to complicate this, but I'm just going to tell you how I feel." Pidge said, looking at Lance's confused, but happy face. "I like you. I know I'm not your ideal girl, but I really like y-." Pidge stopped, for Lance's face was as white as a ghost. "What is it?"
"Pidge, you are my ideal girl. Don't go thinking that you're not." And with that, Lance leaned in and kissed her.
As soon as his lips met hers, Pidge's eyebrows flew up. When they kissed, and explosion of warmth erupted. Kissing Lance made her feel like she was kissing a thousand sunsets. His warmth filled her entire heart, and body. When he finally pulled away, Pidge was left shocked.
"Lance?"
Lance shot a glance at her, blushing. "Pidge, I-I-I…. I like you too." Lance murmured.
"Really?" Pidge whispered looking at Lance.
"Really." Lance responded, and embraced her.
Pidge pulled away. "Lance, I-I, have to go. I need to get ready for the party." And talk to Hunk, Pidge thought. "Bye!"
How did you like it? Tell me what you thought, because this was my first time writing something like this. I'm going on trip, and may not be able to update frequently, so I am trying to update as much as I can. Thank you for all of the support for this story. I appreciate it!