January 12, 2011

9:49 p.m.

Okay...so I just got back from tutoring Will. It was...interesting? It felt just like old times kind of...I'll just tell you the story and you'll see why.

"Why did you take this class anyways?" I asked banging my head against his wall. He was laying on the bed and I was sitting against his wall.

"I don't even know!"

"Well, it's okay, I'll just help you until you get it. No problem."

"You're a lifesaver. Seriously, I need so much help in this class."

Then, there was a knock at the door. "Willy! Let me in!"

Will jerked his head towards the door. "Holy shit!"

"Who is it?" I asked, trying not to act nosey.

"Shit, shit! It's Caroline Bingly,"

"Willy, I know your in there!"

"Uh...coming." He said jumping off his bed. "Just hide in the closet, I'll get rid of her."

"No—Will—I," But he had already pushed me in his closet.

I heard him open the door, "Caroline, what are you doing here?"

"What do you mean? I came to see you obviously." She walked in the room and sat on his bed. I could see all this from the small crack in the closet.

"Listen, I'm kind of in the middle of something here," he looked so annoyed I felt sorry for him. And me, being me, formulated a genius plan.

"In the middle of what?"

"Will? Have you seen my bra? I think I left it here last week." I said coming out of the closet. Will's eyes almost popped out of his head. Caroline looked like her jaw would hit the floor.

"Uh...I...uh..." he stammered. Ugh! Men, you have to do everything.

"It wasn't in the closet. Oh well," I said coming over and kissing him on the cheek, "oh I'm sorry, who are you?"

"Im Caroline Bingly...who are you?" She said, standing up.

"Will," I said swatting him on the arm, "thanks so much for the introduction. I'm Elizabeth Bennet, Will's girlfriend."

"Yea," Will said finally catching on. "And we were kind of in the middle of something, so see you around?"

"Um...sure." Caroline said, her face turning red.

"Don't let the door hit you on the way out!" I said sweetly, she sneered over in my direction and slammed the door.

"I know, I know, that plan was genius. I expect praise." I said smiling.

"Thank you so much!" He said hugging me, "you don't even know how much I hate her."

"Well she's obviously oblivious to it. I felt kind of bad, she looked really crushed."

"I don't even care, she's been trying to get me to ask her out since 8th grade."

"So, that was Charlie's sister," I said gathering up my stuff, "she's nothing like him."

"Yeah, I know."

"Well, I guess we can just plan another tutoring thing. Just find me or something." I said walking towards the door.

"Alright, sounds good."

"Later boyfriend," I said winking before I closed the door.

Lizzy

January 14, 2011

4:09 a.m.

God, tonight Charlotte dragged me off to some frat party. She always does this, we have fun getting ready, then she ditches me at the party right when she sees a cute guy! Lame, I know.

"Lizzy, it seriously looks amazing on you!"

"I don't know," she was trying to get me in some super tight mini skirt with a super tight shirt.

"Lizzy, you look hot."

"I don't think I can breath!"

By the time we got there the party was in full swing, and in less than five minutes Charlotte found a hot guy.

"I'll be right back," she yelled in my ear. The music was so loud I could barely hear her.

"Sure you will," I mumbled to myself.

I walked over to the keg, and grabbed a cup.

"Fill it up," I said holding the cup out to the guy on keg duty.

I turned around and out of no where Stacy Cornwell got right in my face. She thinks I stole her boyfriend, Gerry, at the beginning of freshman year. He never told me he had a girlfriend.

"Hey there, Lizzy," she said with one hand on her hip.

"Hey there, Stacy," I tried moving around her.

"So, steal any boyfriends lately?"

"Get another boob job lately?"

"Please, just cause you have non existent boobs, don't take it out on other people."

"Wow, that was a good one." I said pushing past her.

"Gerry told me you were a lame hook up," she yelled across the room.

I turned around, "Excuse me you--" but I was cut off.

"Whoever said that is crazy," Will said, appearing out of no where. God, he's so hot. He was just sanding there with his hands in his pockets. "I know for a fact that Lizzy here is not a lame hook up."

"Who the hell are you?" She said, a little intimidated.

"Will Darcy, who the hell are you?"

"Stacy Cornwall," she said.

"Yea, I don't think I've ever heard of you." The whole crowd that had assembled laughed.

"Lizzy," he said taking my hand and leading me out of the party.

We walked outside. He started walking ahead of me, putting his hands back in his pockets.

"Hey! Where do you think you're going? I cant believe you did that! I had absolutely everything under control!"

"I'm sure you did," he said still walking. I caught up to him so I was at his same pace.

"Why are you always trying to save me?"

"I'm not!"

"Sure you aren't," I looked over at him, he looked stiff and he still had his hands in his pockets.

"God, what's your problem? Relax, why are you all uptight? Why do you still have your hands in your pockets and stuff."

He stopped walking. "Because I'm trying really hard not to kiss you."

I stopped breathing. "Excuse me?"

"Lizzy, God! You—you--you just—don't get it!" He started walking again.

"What the hell? Get what?" I said, matching his pace.

"You go walking around looking all—all hot! And I just—I have to try really hard not to—just forget it."

"You think I look hot?"

"Yes! This is almost as bad as when you went around in that slutty girl scout outfit!"

"You remember that?"

"Of course I remember it," He said looking over at me.

"Well, what are you trying to say?" I asked.

"I'm trying to say," he stopped walking, "that I should've never left you on the doorstep in high school."

"What? Then why did you?"

"Because, God, Lizzy! When I kissed you, I just—lets just say I wanted to do a lot more to you than just kiss you."

"I thought you liked someone else?" I said, a little pissed off.

"No! I've liked you since I met you! Then after a while I fell in love with you and that scared the shit out of me! So I had to say I liked someone else because Im a fucking coward! And I purposely went to another school so I wouldn't have to see you ever again! I thought I would just forget about you, but I couldn't. So I just started hooking up with a lot of people, thinking I would definitely forget about you that way. But, every girl I've ever kissed or hooked up with doesn't measure up to that one kiss on my doorstep! That's just fucked up! Then, I realized I had to be with you. So, I transferred here, and of course I get here and cant even tell you how I really feel until now! I should've never even let you go. For the past two and a half years your the only thing I ever think about, because I'm in fucking love with you. Always have been, always will be." He stopped. A little out of breath.

Then I kissed him. This was even better than the kiss on his doorstep. He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer. I reached up and touched his face, my hands getting lost in his hair. His hand was wandering down the outside of my thigh, gripping it hard. My hands grabbed his hair tighter. We stopped for air, both of us panting.

"Oh, my God," I said.

"Yea," he said.

"I'm in love with you too," looking up at him, "always have been, always will be."

Then we kissed, and kissed, and kissed, and kissed. And eventually made it to the bedroom...and we all know what happened next.

I know, I know...HOLY SHIT!!

Thats exactly what I was thinking. This was seriously, the best night of my life.

Anyway, I'm officially done ranting about Will in my journal. I don't really have anything to rant about anymore.

Oh God, he's waking up. He told me to stop writing about him in my journal.

Finally my luck's changing.

Lizzy.