A Dizzy Story.

Chapter 4: The After Party

   Before Leaving Izabelle got a picture with one of her close friends Savannah. The plan was to get the picture near Devon, because she knew he would try to "Photobomb" it,  and thats just what he did. Izabelle's heart raced as she looked down at the picture she had taken, she cropped out her friend and made it look like it was just Devon and Izabelle. They looked so happy, they could have played off being a couple.

   Leaving the theater was sad, but she had a rush of excitement. She hadn't done exactly what she planned, but she sure came close to it. After all, Devon tried to hold her hand! She sat in the car with her dad, over-whelmed with excitement. She told her dad everything that had happened, she showed him the picture (which was now her background on her ipod) with shaking hands.  She couldn't stop thinking of Devon, her heart was beating furiously, and every time she looked at the picture her heart stopped for a split second,and her stomach dropped. With these feelings rushing through her she sent out a quick text to Devon. "I dont have a fear of holding hands" It's true she didn't. That was another thing she had told Allen, so she didnt have to hold his hand. "Okay, why are you telling me this?"  he replied within seconds. That's another thing  she liked about him, when she texted him he always replied with-in seconds. He never made her wait like most guys did. "I just wanted you to know that."  what she really wanted to say was, "I wanted to hold your hand!" 

Devon : Why are you implying that I wanted to hold your hand?

Izabelle: I never implied that.

Devon: Yes you did. So why, did you imply that?

Izabelle: I'm not sure.

Devon: If I did want to hold your hand, make sure you notice the IF, then why wouldnt you?

Izabelle: Because I didnt think you wanted to.

Devon: If I ever did. how would I go about that?

Izabelle: I dont know.

During that conversation Izabelle's stomach was doing backflips. She had butterflies galore. To her it sounded like Devon actually liked her, she knew not to get her hopes up, but she couldnt help think of the possibility. She had to tell him the truth. Izabelle was never the one to make the first move, but with Devon she was. Devon was a little on the shy side when it came to girls, so Izabelle was trying to let him know that she liked him too.

When The clock strikes 11:11, every teenager knows that is the time to make a wish. Izabelle made her wish hoping Devon would ask her out. She told Devon to make a wish, he asked what she wished for.

Izabelle: Okay, well I sort of like you, but im pretty sure you already knew that. My wish was to know if you liked me or not.   

When Izabelle sent the text she felt like a little kid. She felt so dumb, what if he laughed and said she was ugly and that no one could ever like her, especially him.  Her heart was pounding as she waited for his answer.

Devon:  Well, if you play your cards right, your wish may come true.

Izabelle: I'm horrible at cards. I always lose.

Devon: It's okay, I'll let you win.

Izabelle re-read this over and over. It sounded like he was telling her he liked her too, without actually telling her. It was like he was talking in code.  Izabelle had been played once, and it hurt like hell. However with Devon it was different, she felt like she could trust him. She knew there was no way he would play her. 

Devon: How are you?

Izabelle: I'm great! What about you?

Devon: I'm in a good mood, but it's better now that I know youre in a great mood.

Izabelle was running around her house, trying to let out her butterflies. The way Devon made her feel was unexplainable. She felt so happy, she thought she might even cry.  She couldn't stop smiling.  This was ridiculous for once she wasnt the one flirting, the guy was actually flirting with her too. Izabelle didnt know how to react to this, with any other guy she would have replied with a flirty text back; but with Devon she was left speechless. She didnt know what to say.

Devon: So, what did you think about that last text?

Izabelle: it gives me this crazy Idea that you might actually like me.

Devon: Some Ideas arent always crazy.

Izabelle was certain that he was just messing with her heart, there was no way he liked her.

Devon: By The Way, I'm not saying I like you yet! I'm just saying that it could happen.

Izabelle was right, he was just messing with her. Devon was quiet but he sure knew how to flirt. She knew her thoughts of actually having him like her too, were

 completely crazy.

Izabelle: Which is why it's crazy.

Devon: I promise you it isnt. 

 Izabelle:  Well you need to hurry up and make up your mind I cant wait forever. 

It was true, Izabelle normally never liked a guy for more than month,however she was going on three months of liking Devon now. 

Devon: We'll see.

Izabelle: I'm tired so goodnight.

It looked liked Izabelle's 11:11 wish wasn't going to come true.

Devon: I yeah...I  like you. Hey it looks like you played your cards right and your wish came true.

Izabelle: Now I wont be able to sleep (:

Devon: try (:

Have you ever gone on a roller coaster? You know that first drop, where you get so scared, but also so excited? That's how Izabelle was feeling. Despite the fact that Devon had just told her she liked him, she still had her fears. What if he was playing her? What if he was just saying this to make her happy? After all that is what Izabelle did to Allen. What if he broke her heart? That was Izabelle's biggest fear of all. Izabelle hated relationships due, to the heartbreak that always come. For now though, she pushed all these thoughts aside, and let herself be happy.