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Mama's & the Papa's
Chapter One: You Baby
Lizzie went back inside the elevator, unable to lock eyes with David Gordon. What had she just done? She had kissed him. But it was just a thank you kiss. She was thanking him for being the most awesome person on the face of this planet. That was what the kiss had meant. So why didn't it feel that way?
Gordo followed Lizzie McGuire into the elevator. A chorus of angels followed him into the elevator, though. At least that was what it felt and sounded like to him. He could just hear the "Alleluias" coming from their very mouths. He was floating on air. He was moving without walking.
Turns out that it was just the elevator shaft going down to the first floor of the Hotel Cambini. It reached its destination all to soon for Gordo, but just at the right moment for Lizzie. Her best friend, who she had just thank you kissed, had been staring absent-mindedly into space the whole time, not in any special way, just the same as always, mouth clamped shut, dark eyes still in thought.
'I hope I didn't send him the wrong signal,' Lizzie thought to herself as the doors opened. She shook her head. 'Of course I did. I kissed him for Pete's sake! What do I expect him to think?'
"Gordo," she said to him, "we have to get out now." She began pulling him out of the shaft. 'Just act normal towards him, like always,' she thought. 'It will be okay if that's what you do.'
"Sorry," Gordo said as soon as they were out of the elevator. "I was just a little. . . distracted." He rubbed his head full of curls nervously as he had just done on the roof after Lizzie kissed him.
Lizzie bit her lip. "Well," she said. "I guess we better get back in there."
"Yup," said Gordo. "The Paparazzi will want your whole life story." He paused for a moment. "If Matt hasn't done that job for you already."
Lizzie's jaw dropped. "Oh my gosh! I left my weasel-headed little brother in there with a million reporters! I gotta go!" She raced down the hall to a huddle of flashbulbs going off.
Gordo could only laugh. This was almost like a dream. Lizzie had kissed him. Sure, it wasn't out of love obviously, probably some sort of 'Thank you for being my best friend and supporting me and having my back' kiss. But nonetheless, it was a kiss. Her lips had touched his. If only she knew what he really thought of her.
~From the time I fall asleep till the morning comes I dream about you baby~
"Gordo!"
Gordo looked up. There stood Kate Saunders, public enemy number one. She stood there, actually looking concerned for him and whatever the heck he was doing. He wasn't even sure. His thoughts stayed glued to Lizzie.
~And I feel all right cuz I know tonight I'll be with you baby~
Kate walked toward him, mumbling something about reporters and Isabella to him. He couldn't listen. He vision hazed over. Lizzie was the only thing there was to think about.
~And who makes me feel like smiling when the weary day is through~
"David Zephyr Gordon!" Kate shouted in his ear, shaking him wildly. "Wake up! Listen to me! The press wants a story from you about how you and Isabella saved the day!"
~You baby, you. . . I'm talking 'bout you baby, nobody but you~
"What Kate?" Gordo finally said, peeling her off of him.
She huffed at him. About to explain everything all over again for the millionth time, she thought of something better. She smirked and said, "Lizzie just told the Italian press that you're her boyfriend and that you two are so MADLY in love that it's crazy."
"What??????!!!!"
Kate giggled. "Just kidding."
~They say candy is sweet but it just can't compete with you baby. You've got everything I need and nobody can please like you, you baby. And who believes that my wildest dreams and my craziest schemes will come true~
"It would be nice if it were true though, huh?" Kate said, being more serious this time.
"What are you talking about, Kate?" Gordo said, desperately trying to hide his real feelings. "Lizzie's my best friend. That's all she'll ever be."
Kate looked Gordo directly in the eye. "But that's not how you want it, is it?"
Gordo looked at Kate, thinking, 'How does she. . .' then he just rolled his eyes and began walking past her.
"You can't runaway from your feelings, David Gordon," Kate shouted after him. "I know you like Lizzie, maybe even more than like."
Gordo stopped but restrained himself from turning around. 'Is it that obvious that I'm crazy about her?'
"Is it that obvious?" he accidentally shouted.
Kate smiled at his slip. "Of course it's that obvious, Gordork." He turned to face her, his face yellow. "Everyone knows just by the way you look at her."
Gordo just couldn't hide it anymore. He had to confirm it. Even Ethan Craft could just guess it. He had to tell somebody, even f it was Kate Saunders.
"Okay Kate," he began, walking towards her. "I like Lizzie, okay? I like her a lot. I care more about her than anyone else in the world. I wish that she was my girlfriend. But I can't tell her that."
"Why not?"
"Because I know she doesn't feel the same way. And even if she did, we would go out and then break-up and lose our friendship. I lose her either way."
Kate rolled her eyes and clutched his shoulder. "Gordo, Gordo, Gordo. Let's put the pieces together here. Remember the Murder Mystery party?"
Gordo sighed. "How could I forget?"
Kate continued. "Well, why do you think she gave the completely wrong answer? She obviously knew it wasn't Tudgeman, so why did she say it and let you win? She likes you too, Gordo. She's crazy about you!"
Gordo just stood there, letting everything sink in. Then he finally thought of something to say. "Okay, if that's true than why did say obsess over Ethan and that Paolo guy?"
Kate huffed at him. He was being so naïve. "She just figured it out! Love is blind, Gordo! Love is completely blind in this case!"
Gordo couldn't take it anymore. She turned around again and stomped towards the lobby. "You're wrong, Kate. Lizzie McGuire thinks of me as a friend, and though I wish she didn't, that's how it's gonna be."
~You baby, you. . . I'm talking 'bout you baby, nobody but you~
Gordo walked toward the press hounds that were pouncing on Lizzie. Just seeing her smile for the cameras was enough to make him melt. He continued to watch her, listen to her laugh and talk to the reporters. Suddenly, she turned and looked directly at him, smile deepening, making Gordo's heart burst. She beckoned him over.
"No, that's okay," he called, beginning to back away.
Suddenly, someone pushed Gordo from behind and he found himself beside Lizzie, flashbulbs going off in his eyes.
~A little ray of sunshine, a little bit of soul, add just a touch of magic. . . it's the greatest thing since rock 'n' roll~
After all the photographers were done, Lizzie turned to look at Gordo. He was rubbing his eyes.
"You okay?" she asked through a laugh.
"Yea," he said. "Just getting used to the glitz and glamour of it all."
Lizzie giggled again. Her laugh was enough to make Gordo's knees weaken, which was really bizarre for him.
Lizzie noticed this. "Are you sure you're okay?" she asked more seriously.
"Yea," Gordo tried to reassure her. Truth was, he wasn't okay. He was in love with Lizzie McGuire, and thanks to Kate, keeping this secret from her made him sick. He could tell her anything, just not this. But he felt as if she had a right to know. Then he thought that if he told her and she maybe confessed or didn't confess the same feelings and they agreed to remain best friends, that nothing would change, he would regret telling her. No, if he did tell her, he would ask her out. If she said yes, things would be great. If she said no, he would DEFINITELY regret it.
Yet he loved her and he vowed he would tell her before they left Rome.
~You baby, you. . . I'm talking 'bout you baby, nobody but you~
Suddenly, something inside of Gordo burst and he knew now was the moment he had been waiting for his whole life, the life that was worthless without Lizzie.
"Lizzie," Gordo said to his best friend. "Can we talk? There's something I need to tell you."
Hey! You like? R &R and let me know!
Keep it Heavenly,
(* Goddess4LiFe
Chapter One: You Baby
Lizzie went back inside the elevator, unable to lock eyes with David Gordon. What had she just done? She had kissed him. But it was just a thank you kiss. She was thanking him for being the most awesome person on the face of this planet. That was what the kiss had meant. So why didn't it feel that way?
Gordo followed Lizzie McGuire into the elevator. A chorus of angels followed him into the elevator, though. At least that was what it felt and sounded like to him. He could just hear the "Alleluias" coming from their very mouths. He was floating on air. He was moving without walking.
Turns out that it was just the elevator shaft going down to the first floor of the Hotel Cambini. It reached its destination all to soon for Gordo, but just at the right moment for Lizzie. Her best friend, who she had just thank you kissed, had been staring absent-mindedly into space the whole time, not in any special way, just the same as always, mouth clamped shut, dark eyes still in thought.
'I hope I didn't send him the wrong signal,' Lizzie thought to herself as the doors opened. She shook her head. 'Of course I did. I kissed him for Pete's sake! What do I expect him to think?'
"Gordo," she said to him, "we have to get out now." She began pulling him out of the shaft. 'Just act normal towards him, like always,' she thought. 'It will be okay if that's what you do.'
"Sorry," Gordo said as soon as they were out of the elevator. "I was just a little. . . distracted." He rubbed his head full of curls nervously as he had just done on the roof after Lizzie kissed him.
Lizzie bit her lip. "Well," she said. "I guess we better get back in there."
"Yup," said Gordo. "The Paparazzi will want your whole life story." He paused for a moment. "If Matt hasn't done that job for you already."
Lizzie's jaw dropped. "Oh my gosh! I left my weasel-headed little brother in there with a million reporters! I gotta go!" She raced down the hall to a huddle of flashbulbs going off.
Gordo could only laugh. This was almost like a dream. Lizzie had kissed him. Sure, it wasn't out of love obviously, probably some sort of 'Thank you for being my best friend and supporting me and having my back' kiss. But nonetheless, it was a kiss. Her lips had touched his. If only she knew what he really thought of her.
~From the time I fall asleep till the morning comes I dream about you baby~
"Gordo!"
Gordo looked up. There stood Kate Saunders, public enemy number one. She stood there, actually looking concerned for him and whatever the heck he was doing. He wasn't even sure. His thoughts stayed glued to Lizzie.
~And I feel all right cuz I know tonight I'll be with you baby~
Kate walked toward him, mumbling something about reporters and Isabella to him. He couldn't listen. He vision hazed over. Lizzie was the only thing there was to think about.
~And who makes me feel like smiling when the weary day is through~
"David Zephyr Gordon!" Kate shouted in his ear, shaking him wildly. "Wake up! Listen to me! The press wants a story from you about how you and Isabella saved the day!"
~You baby, you. . . I'm talking 'bout you baby, nobody but you~
"What Kate?" Gordo finally said, peeling her off of him.
She huffed at him. About to explain everything all over again for the millionth time, she thought of something better. She smirked and said, "Lizzie just told the Italian press that you're her boyfriend and that you two are so MADLY in love that it's crazy."
"What??????!!!!"
Kate giggled. "Just kidding."
~They say candy is sweet but it just can't compete with you baby. You've got everything I need and nobody can please like you, you baby. And who believes that my wildest dreams and my craziest schemes will come true~
"It would be nice if it were true though, huh?" Kate said, being more serious this time.
"What are you talking about, Kate?" Gordo said, desperately trying to hide his real feelings. "Lizzie's my best friend. That's all she'll ever be."
Kate looked Gordo directly in the eye. "But that's not how you want it, is it?"
Gordo looked at Kate, thinking, 'How does she. . .' then he just rolled his eyes and began walking past her.
"You can't runaway from your feelings, David Gordon," Kate shouted after him. "I know you like Lizzie, maybe even more than like."
Gordo stopped but restrained himself from turning around. 'Is it that obvious that I'm crazy about her?'
"Is it that obvious?" he accidentally shouted.
Kate smiled at his slip. "Of course it's that obvious, Gordork." He turned to face her, his face yellow. "Everyone knows just by the way you look at her."
Gordo just couldn't hide it anymore. He had to confirm it. Even Ethan Craft could just guess it. He had to tell somebody, even f it was Kate Saunders.
"Okay Kate," he began, walking towards her. "I like Lizzie, okay? I like her a lot. I care more about her than anyone else in the world. I wish that she was my girlfriend. But I can't tell her that."
"Why not?"
"Because I know she doesn't feel the same way. And even if she did, we would go out and then break-up and lose our friendship. I lose her either way."
Kate rolled her eyes and clutched his shoulder. "Gordo, Gordo, Gordo. Let's put the pieces together here. Remember the Murder Mystery party?"
Gordo sighed. "How could I forget?"
Kate continued. "Well, why do you think she gave the completely wrong answer? She obviously knew it wasn't Tudgeman, so why did she say it and let you win? She likes you too, Gordo. She's crazy about you!"
Gordo just stood there, letting everything sink in. Then he finally thought of something to say. "Okay, if that's true than why did say obsess over Ethan and that Paolo guy?"
Kate huffed at him. He was being so naïve. "She just figured it out! Love is blind, Gordo! Love is completely blind in this case!"
Gordo couldn't take it anymore. She turned around again and stomped towards the lobby. "You're wrong, Kate. Lizzie McGuire thinks of me as a friend, and though I wish she didn't, that's how it's gonna be."
~You baby, you. . . I'm talking 'bout you baby, nobody but you~
Gordo walked toward the press hounds that were pouncing on Lizzie. Just seeing her smile for the cameras was enough to make him melt. He continued to watch her, listen to her laugh and talk to the reporters. Suddenly, she turned and looked directly at him, smile deepening, making Gordo's heart burst. She beckoned him over.
"No, that's okay," he called, beginning to back away.
Suddenly, someone pushed Gordo from behind and he found himself beside Lizzie, flashbulbs going off in his eyes.
~A little ray of sunshine, a little bit of soul, add just a touch of magic. . . it's the greatest thing since rock 'n' roll~
After all the photographers were done, Lizzie turned to look at Gordo. He was rubbing his eyes.
"You okay?" she asked through a laugh.
"Yea," he said. "Just getting used to the glitz and glamour of it all."
Lizzie giggled again. Her laugh was enough to make Gordo's knees weaken, which was really bizarre for him.
Lizzie noticed this. "Are you sure you're okay?" she asked more seriously.
"Yea," Gordo tried to reassure her. Truth was, he wasn't okay. He was in love with Lizzie McGuire, and thanks to Kate, keeping this secret from her made him sick. He could tell her anything, just not this. But he felt as if she had a right to know. Then he thought that if he told her and she maybe confessed or didn't confess the same feelings and they agreed to remain best friends, that nothing would change, he would regret telling her. No, if he did tell her, he would ask her out. If she said yes, things would be great. If she said no, he would DEFINITELY regret it.
Yet he loved her and he vowed he would tell her before they left Rome.
~You baby, you. . . I'm talking 'bout you baby, nobody but you~
Suddenly, something inside of Gordo burst and he knew now was the moment he had been waiting for his whole life, the life that was worthless without Lizzie.
"Lizzie," Gordo said to his best friend. "Can we talk? There's something I need to tell you."
Hey! You like? R &R and let me know!
Keep it Heavenly,
(* Goddess4LiFe