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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 18 - 𝑆𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝐹𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

Your Pov:

It was the next day, you and lizzie were eating lunch when you received a call from Kalisha. She had told you that they had Callie and that she was in for questioning.

"What'd she say?" Lizzie questioned, cutting her egg in half. You set the phone down on the counter, sitting back on your chair "They have Callie. She's being questioned as we speak" She nodded.

"That's good then, do we need to come too?" You shook your head, smiling at her. She has been so supportive these past few days "Not necessarily. She said she'd call us if we're needed," you looked up at her "You know, you don't always have to come with me" You uttered cautiously, not wanting to sound rude.

"Is that your way of telling me you don't want to be with me anymore?" though, it was said in a joking manner, you still panicked. "What! No! Of course! I just mean that you don't have to go through all that trouble for me..."

"I don't have to," she paused "But I want to" Your cheeks turned a crimson color, biting your lips to suppress your smile "You find my embarrassment hilarious?" She only laughed harder.

"Of course! It's like my daily serotonin now. I can't live without it" She mocked, making you roll your eyes in response. You twirled  the fork you had in, saying, "You make really good eggs," you couldn't help but laugh "Randomly?" It was your turn to roll your eyes at her "Oh, just accept the compliment!" She shook her head, laughing once more.

***

"Lego's?" She pointed accusingly at you. "You swore not to make fun of me!" You raised your hands up in defense, laughing whilst shaking your head.

"I'm not making fun of you! I just never would've imagined you would be into that kind of stuff" She looked at you suspiciously "And what does 'Stuff like that' mean?" You coughed to hide your laugh, a grin creeping up to your lips.

"Okay, you're clearly getting the wrong idea here. I don't think it's childish at all! I just thought that, I don't know...you'd be more into books or movies or plants or whatever. Like the stuff you're actually interested in" She huffed at you.

"Well, you thought wrong, now go clean up because we're playing lego's!" You lowered your head, pressing your lips shut, denying the fact that you just got butterflies from how adorable she was.

"What?" You heard her sharp words "Nothing, I'll clean up here. You can shower first," You started gathering the plates, still avoiding eye contact, scared that she'll see your rosy cheeks. You took the two plates, walking to the sink while giggling to yourself.

"I can hear you laughing!" Her voice was distant so you were sure she was just by the stairs "I'm not laughing at you!" You barked back at her.

Lizzie's Pov:

I opened my phone, checking my emails and messages. There weren't any new messages. I opened my twitter—I created a secret account to stalk my fans—checking to see if there's any new tweets.

The first tweet that appeared on my feed was an interview I had a few weeks ago. After me and Y/n met at the carnival and I found out that she was in a band, I've been constantly but subtly promoting their band. I wanted their band to be a bit more recognized and appreciated because their songs are awesome and needs more recognition. Their songs, for some reason, have a big impact on me. Maybe that's a silly observation but they mean a lot to me.

I'm glad I could help them even if it's a small thing.

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Your Pov:

You and Lizzie stared at each other, eyes driven, hands ready to build. The lego's Lizzie bought just arrived and rather than it being a nice, calm building experience for the both of you, she decided to turn it into a competition. And you definitely weren't one to back down.