Chapter 14 - No Ambiguity

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MG's pov

I walked down the dorm hall until I reached the twins' room. I stood outside the door for a second, willing myself to have the courage to knock, when I finally did it was Josie who opened it. She was already in her pyjamas and her hair was dripping down her shirt as she held up a towel, trying to dry it.

"Hey MG," she smiled at me.

"Hey Jo," I replied and she seemed to immediately know why I was there, I'm pretty sure Hope knows too.
"I can get Lizzie," she offered and I nodded, thanking her as she called her sister. Lizzie walked out of their bathroom - unlike Jo, she was still in her uniform but she had taken her makeup off – she seemed caught off guard to see me there.

"Hey Milton," she said and I smiled, she was the only person that could say my real name without it bothering me.

Landon walked past and Josie took that as her opportunity to leave, "Lan, wait up," she called as she ran into the hallway and began walking with him.

"Come in," Lizzie offered and I walked in, shutting the door behind me.

"Are you ready to talk yet?" I asked and she sighed.

"I guess we should,"

We sat down on opposite ends of her bed and fell into an uncomfortable silence as the minutes ticked by.

Suddenly I felt the urge to be completely truthful – there's so much ambiguity between us at this point, it's unbearable.

"Lizzie, I really like you," I was done just waiting for her to say something. I've been doing that ever since I got to this school and it's not exactly working. "I've liked you since my first day at this school when you led my tour and did everything you could to make me feel at home, when you suggested that I go by MG and when you invited me to the party at the mill that same night. No matter what has happened between us since then I've never stopped liking you, never once. I liked you that day that we fought the arachne and you were obsessed with being the hero, I liked you when we danced on your sixteenth birthday, when we fought triad, when you were acting like a total bitch because of the kareem, when we had the field day and when you were in the musical. I liked you through your Raf faze and your Sebastian faze. Lizzie, it's always been you, since day one. I need you to know that nothing is ever going to change that, God, Lizzie I might even be in love with you. In fact, not might, I am. You don't need to say anything back, but you do need to know. I love you, Lizzie Saltzman." Telling her all of this felt amazing and terrifying all at the same time, I felt as if I'd just jumped out of a plane and I had no idea if my parachute was even going to work.

She just looked at me. She looked surprised and scared and... happy?

And then she grabbed my face and pulled it to hers, kissing me just like this morning, but then more. Before I knew it, I was on top of her, pressing her down into the duvet, my hands at her hip and cheek. I had no idea what she was thinking or how far she was willing to go but then she was pulling my shirt over my head and I let her, throwing it onto the floor. She flipped us and straddled me as I began kissing down her neck, my fingers creeping one by one beneath her shirt. She pulled away and unbuttoned her shirt, letting it fall down her arms before grabbing my face again and kissing me harder. Her hands ran over my chest and she pushed me down onto the mattress, her lips moved to my jaw, my neck, my chest, my stomach, down, down, down until I felt her hands on my pants button. I pulled her back up and looked into her eyes.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked, I could barely believe what was happening. Lizzie smiled and kissed me again, fingers moving back down to my pants as she undid them and I flipped us back over.


After we lay in the dark, I couldn't help staring at her as I explored her body more with my fingertips, tracing them over her hip and stomach.

She had been quiet for a while, she seemed deep in thought.

"Hey MG?" she looked up at me nervously.

"Yeah," I was terrified she was going to say that we should have never done that but what came out of her mouth was the opposite.

"I love you too."

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