A dreaded choice Hosie and Hizzie

By your side

I check my phone to see it was 1pm.

I was worried, i checked Josie's dorm, i checked the library, caferteria and almost all the other places she could be. This wasn't like her to just run off.

Then it clicked. 'Where i go when times get a little too much' ran through my mind... she meant the river bed we went to in this first weeks of knowing her... the first time i really questioned my feelings for the girl.

I struggled to find my way there, making a couple wrong turns but the gushing of water filled my ears.

I turn the final corner and see a familiar blonde, her back turned and her legs dangling into the river, and as i draw closer i see a bottle of vodka swept in her hand, once every while she'd take a swig from it and look into the water below.

I hear the sound of sobbing be over ridden by the sound of water, but still prominant. It made my heart hurt deeply to see her upset, she was usually so strong and stubborn to let something get to her.

I creep up behind her, igniting a small cough to alert her to my prescence.

She snaps her head round as i see her face red and tear- stained. She desperately tried to sweep her tears away.

I then notice the vodka bottle to be very concerningly empty.

For the amount of time i'd been gone to the amount missing out the bottle, it was atleast 3/4 out of a 1L bottle... meaning chances were i wasn't speaking to a sober version of her.

"You come to say goodbye... B-because i don't want it." Lizzie slurred.

"No-" I try to speak but get cut off.

The blonde stands up and towers over me.

"You know w-what... its the fact you s-said i'd h-hurt you that really fucked me over Mikaelson" Lizzie once again slurred her speach as she struggled to stay standing.

"I didn't say that... i said we'd hurt eachother - but thats beside the point-" i go to speak again but am interrupted.

"To think i wasted my time on someone who was bound to leave, for a tribrid... you're pretty damn weak Mikaelson" Lizzie continues over me.

Not going to lie that one hurt.

"For fuck sake Lizzie i'm not leaving. I chose you and its stupid how it was even a decision as i've always chosen you and i can only ever see me choosing you... you drive me fucking crazy as not a single second goes by where you don't exist in my mind... I can't even imagine leaving" I practically yell at her to understand.

Chances are she'd forget this in a couple hours.

"What" Her head spikes up towards me as she looks me in the eye.

This must've caused the blonde to lose her balance a little as before i knew it she was stumbling backwards and towards the current below, without thinking i rush towards her wrapping my arm behind her back and steadying her safely.

Looking her head in the eye.

"I chose you Saltzman... Josie and i ended things" I whisper softly.

"So you're not leaving" Lizzie says in a rush, her previously drunken nature was strangely disappearing, no doubt she was smashed, but she wasnt AS smashed.

"No i'm no-" This time i'm cut off.

Still holding her over the moving water below, hearing that i wasn't leaving, Lizzie swiftly grabbed my face and pulled it towards hers as her lips intertwine with mine, throwing her bottle of vodka down to the ground.

Lizzie smiles into the kiss as she ends it briefly.

"I'm glad you're not leaving" The blonde whispers.

"I'm glad too" I smirk back before reconnecting our lips once more.

I lose my balance slightly as Lizzie's hand grazes my back, as she falls into the water, she makes the choice to pull me in too.

We both pop up, now drenched in surprisingly warm water.

"That wasn't nice" I say sarcastically.

"I don't care" She splashes some water in my direction.

We both appreciate the moment for a second before she breaks the silence.

"So... now you're single, is it too soon to ask you on a date?" Lizzie enquires, smile crashing over her face.

"I'll think about it... after all i don't even know if i can tolerate you yet" I joke.

"Oh shush, you know i'm exciting" Lizzie pushes back.

We both clamber out the river, i think she fully knew my response...

I pass her, her coat and a small photo falls out her pocket.

I go to pick it up and quickly recognise it to be one from last night, And surprisingly it wasn't the 'aftersex' one... it was the first picture that none of us chose, just us two smiling before 'it' happened.

This brought a huge smile to my face, she was carrying around a photo of us... Maybe she cared more than i thought.

Lizzie sees me looking at the photo.

"Its my favourite one, i was planning on burning it thought "Lizzie smiles as she snatches it off me.

"How charming" I joke back.

We both end up walking back to the school, I didn't know where we stood, after all chances are she wouldn't even remember this.. oh well. Enjoy the moment.