Not out (On Hold)

Fuck you for...

Lizzie POV
It's been a week since Josie talked to me about her and Hope's I guess argument. I'm not sure of what it was but they've both been pretty mopey and I'm tired of it. I'm pretty sure they haven't talked since either. So my brilliant self thought of a brilliant (not as brilliant as me) plan for them to talk about it and get through it. Now you may be asking how I know they're not over it, and it's because Josie has been coming to me about it for the past week. Though I do love that she's talking to me about her life and stuff, it's painful to watch this whole 'will they, won't they' thing. So I'm sneaking Josie's phone off the charger so I can text Hope

~Text~

Josie/Lizzie: "Hey, can we talk?"

Hope: "Sure, but I don't have a lot of time. I'll be there in a minute"

Josie/Lizzie: "Just come in"

~Real life~

Now that she's coming it's time for me to leave the room. Josie's sleeping and I took the inside doorknob off and when she walks in I'm gonna lock it from the outside and only unlock it when they make up. I hide around the corner and see Hope go in. When she shuts the door I run and lock it

Hope POV
Well this is weird. We only texted a few minutes ago, how is she asleep already? I shake her lightly until she wakes up

Hope: "You said you wanted to talk, why'd you go to sleep?"

Josie: "What are you talking about?"

Hope: "You texted me asking if we could talk, so talk"

Josie: "I never did that. I've been asleep"

Hope: "Yes you did, look"

I show her the messages and she looks way more confused than what she already did

Josie: "I swear that wasn't me"

Hope: "Then who did it?"

Then we hear Lizzie talking from the other side of the door

Lizzie: "It was me. You guys aren't leaving this room until you make up"

Hope: "Lizzie, I don't have time for your games today. My plane leaves in 2 hours"

Josie: "What plane?"

Lizzie: "Better hurry up then. Oh, and I'm gonna leave so you guys can have your privacy, I'll be back in an hour"

Hope: "Lizzie, wait"

To late, she's gone. I really don't wanna talk about this right now. I turn to Josie who has a hurt look on her face. She asks me where I'm going. I sigh and answer her

Hope: "I'm going to New Orleans for a little while"

Josie: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Hope: "Because, we weren't exactly on speaking terms"

Josie: "We weren't on speaking term, because you wouldn't talk to me"

Hope: "You didn't exactly talk to me either, so I thought you didn't want to"

Josie: "What do you mean? You would literally walk out of a room when I walked in and when I tried to talk you made a dumb excuse on why you had to leave"

Hope: "I don't have time for this"

I pull my phone out and call Lizzie. Her phone goes straight to voicemail. I text her too but she doesn't answer.

Josie: "Of course you don't, Hope. You never do"

Hope: "Because there's nothing to talk about. And I tried to talk to you, Josie. I tried after I woke up alone the next morning, because you decided you didn't want to talk about it"