*New Text From Gil: "Hey do you want to come over and watch a movie or something?"*

Elizabeta picked up her phone and smiled. *"I would love to! Be there in ten."* She sent back, quickly going to her closest to look for something dressy but not too dressy. *Tonight might finally be the night he makes his move!" Elizabeta thought to herself.

Elizabeta quickly checked her make-up in the mirror, before getting out of the car and making her way up to the steps. She took a deep breath as she grabbed the door handle. *Stop shaking, Don't let him see how nervous you are!* She opened the door the house was pitch black, but she knew her way around his house well enough to know find his living room. Elizabeta clicked on the lights Gilbert was shirtless straddling and equally shirtless Matthew underneath him. Gilbert quickly leaped from Matthew and turned away for a moment to zip up his pants.

"E-Eliza vhat are you doing here?!" Gilbert stammered.

"You invited me…" Elizabeta replied her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. Gilbert shot her a confused look.

"No I didn't." Elizabeta pulled out her phone and showed him the message. His eyes widened.

"I must of send it as a group message my mistake, I'm sorry Eliza." He said in a remorseful tone. Elizabeta could feel the tears starting to well up in her eyes. She quickly bolted for the door before he could see her cry.

A few days later: *Ding, Dong* Elizabeta stared at the door making no effort to answer it, as far as she was concerned whomever was there could go away. *Ding, Dong. Ding, Dong* It rang a few more times. Who ever was at the door obviously knew she was home and was not leaving until she answered. Elizabeta dragged herself to the door.

"Hello?" A pair of worried red eyes greeted her on the other side.

"Eliza, I have been trying to get a hold of you for a few days now. Why have you been ignoring the Awesome me? Is this about the other night." Gilbert was the last person she wanted to talk to right now she tried to shut the door in his face but he caught it with his foot at the last second. She turned away not wanting him to see the tears building up in her eyes.

"Eliza, please talk to me." He said putting a hand on his shoulder. Elizabeta took a deep breath.

"I thought you liked me."

"What are you talking about, of course I like you! You my best friend." A tear escaped her eyes.

"As more than a friend…" he turned her around so that he could see her face and wiped the stray tear from her eye. Elizabeta looked up into his eyes.

"I thought you knew." Elizabeta looked up into his eyes.

"That I am strictly dickly."