I Would Never Do That To You

9 - erm something about hizzie

Lizzies POV -

Hope gave me a look of pure confusion and furrowed her brows. She opened her mouth, but then didn't say anything, shortly after that she closed her mouth again and gave me a glare of disbelief. I was quite taken aback by this and rolled my eyes at her in reply, but she didn't see my eye roll, because she had already turned back to the conversation she was having. I remained quiet for the rest of the conversation, which was quite short but felt like an eternity. I was so very confused by Hope letting go of my hand and I didn't know why she did it. What hurt, even more, was that she was flirting with that girl, whatever her name was. Now she was giving me dirty looks and practically ignoring me. I huffed in frustration and bit down on my lip as to not growl in pure anger.

Hope quickly took notice of this and wrapped up her conversation with the two students. She thanked them for the invitation before turning to me and raising an eyebrow. She folded her arms in front of her chest and gave me a stern look. I once again rolled my eyes at her, and this time she saw it. She scoffed and grabbed my wrist turning away from me, and leading me God knows where. She finally came to a halt in front of her room and dragged me in, almost throwing the door off its hinges as she slammed it loudly. I flinched at the sudden sound, but she didn't notice.

"What's with you?" She sighed impatiently. I was slightly taken aback by her statement, since she was the one screwing things up here, and remained silent.

"Well?" She said a little while later slightly raising her voice.

"N-nothing," I stammered quietly.

She didn't scare me or anything, but I was at a loss for words and was suddenly growing nervous.

"Didn't seem like nothing... Are we really gonna go back to how we were before?" She replied softening her tone since she took note of my nervousness.

She moved forward to hug me, but I flinched back. I could tell it hurt her because her expression fell, and her eyes showed the pain. She practically did the same to me, so she deserved it, but I couldn't help feeling a pang of guilt. She looked away from me, and I could swear she was boring holes into the floor with her unforgiving stare.

I felt stupid for thinking she liked me. She obviously didn't. I wasn't even sure if she liked girls in that way. No one even knew I liked girls... or Hope at least. I'd never dated a girl. I'd never liked a girl, but also I'd never been so close as I was with Hope the other night. I was brought out of my trance by a small noise, and I snapped my head around to see where it came from. It was Hope's phone. She was watching something. I turned on my heel and headed for the door. Hope didn't seem to want me there, so I decided that it would be best if I left. As my hand touched the door handle Hope's voice floated across the room.

"You're leaving?" She asked quietly. I didn't turn to face her and took in a deep breath.

"I um, have a test... I need to study," I lied. She knew I didn't have any tests coming up and gave a sighed in reply.

"Have fun studying," She said after a moment of silence.

"Thanks...Have fun with your friends later... bye," I sighed opening the door wide enough for me to leave. I hesitated for a moment hoping she would say something, but she didn't. I squeezed my eyes shut for a moment before exhaling deeply and leaving her room, closing the door behind me.

I trudged slowly to my own room, hoping Josie was there so that we could talk. Even after what had just happened I was willing to talk to her, I just wanted anyone to talk to really. Then it hit me. If I wanted to be with Hope I would have to publicly come out... And to do that I needed to know what to come out as. I flopped onto my bed, disappointed to find that Josie was nowhere in sight. She would understand this a lot better than I.

She had experience.

I didn't.

What if I didn't even like Hope? I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. It was good if I didn't like Hope in that way. I wouldn't have to deal with all the messiness of having a crush, who would never like me back. I wouldn't have to hopelessly pine for someone who was way out of my league. I wouldn't have to feel nervous around her.

My heart stopped when I realized I was being stupid. Again. I had already established I liked her and I had to deal with everything that came with it. There were so many things about Hope to like. How could I not like her? Plus if I didn't like her why did it hurt to see her flirting with that girl. Why did I cry when I saw Josie kiss her? So much was so confusing. I threw my covers over myself and hid under them. I didn't want to do anything so I decided going to sleep would be the best thing to do.

It would hopefully get my mind off of Hope.

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