So sitting on the couch recovering has, for whatever reason, given me motivation to write. I had the fist line for this, along with the pairing, and so I just went with it. A lot of my fics are based off of a SP RP I have with my sister, and Gary/Lizzy is like one of our OTPs, no matter how little sense it makes.

They weren't alike. At all.

He was the nicest guy, the one everyone wanted to be friends with, the one that would help anyone out - even the kids that beat him up the day before, or two days ago (or both), the one that was nice to everybody.

She was, well, to put it nicely... a bitch. Sarcasm was the only thing she was good at, insults were the only thing you ever heard come from her mouth (unless she was in her "clique") and she was, on more than one occasion, one of the ones that did the beating up.

But everybody has their reasons. So when Gary finds Lizzy behind the school in tears, makeup smeared down her cheeks and a half empty bottle of vodka sticking out of her backpack, he sits down. He sits down and he listens, because nobody else does. She doesn't really open up to him, he doesn't expect her to - after all she's made a highschool career out of kicking his ass weekly. He just lets her lean on his shoulder and cry, because girls like Lizzy have no one else for this kind of thing - her friends aren't the type to comfort someone when they're crying, and none of the boys want anything to do with a girl whose got a worse mouth than even Kenny.

It's 6:30 when he finally has the heart to wake her up - she probably fell asleep about three hours ago - and she sits there dazed until she realizes who she's with, and why the fuck is she still here when it's this late and why didn't you wake me up sooner, asshole before she remembers exactly why it is that she's there with Gary, and mutters out some sorft of apology before grabbing her stuff off the ground and throwing it over her shoulder.

"I swear to god, Harrison, if you say anything I'll beat your Mormon ass into the fucking ground," is the last thing she says before she turns around and leaves for home.

Gary watches her walk away, she's still stumbling a bit and though he thinks of walking her home he knows he'll just be met with resistance and outright refusal, and so instead he's just going to watch until he can hardly see her anymore, and he's going to hope that one day she will open up to him so that maybe this won't have to happen again.