A/N: Don't own Lizzie McGuire.

Introduction

Lizzie McGuire was in a hurry. She made her way through the herds of people trying to get to where she was going.

Then someone took her hand. Thinking it was someone trying to steal something from her, she flung her purse to try to hit him or her in the face but the person caught.

The person whispered her name into her ear, "Lizzie, it's me."

"Gordo?" she said recognizing the voice.

"Yes", he said.

She turned to face him. Her sad hazel, eyes met his deep brown ones.

"Why are you doing this?" asked Gordo as he stroked her long golden hair.

"I have to", she replied as she began to run off.

"No!" he said, grabbing her hand, "stay here."

"I can't", she replied, her eyes began to moisten. She tilted her hat downward to cover her teary eyes, "I just can't."

"Please stay", Gordo said as he gave her hand a tight squeeze, "I need you here. We're friends for life, remember?"

"I can't, it's not you. It's her. Anyway I have to leave", Lizzie said, as she broke free of his grip. She ran through the pouring rain, clinging her raincoat close to her as she was trying to get on a departing train.

"Lizzie McGuire!" yelled Gordo, "Lizzie come back!"

He hustled through the crowds until he reached where Lizzie was, as she was just about to board the train.

"Lizzie!" he called once more, doused by the rain.

But it was too late she was on the train. She stuck her head out a window. "Goodbye Gordo!" she yelled and she waved her hand.

"Lizzie, you can't do this!" he yelled at her.

The train started to move. He ran next to the tracks running as fast as he could.

"Lizzie.. I.." He began. But the train became too fast for him.

Lizzie was still looking outside at him when a gust of wind blew off a hat that she was wearing which Gordo caught.

He watched the train that was headed for Boston. It disappeared into the horizon with his Lizzie on board. All he had left of her was her hat. And he held it close to his aching heart as he watched a single tear fall to the ground.

"Lizzie, I love you", he whispered, continuing what he began to say before.

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"Ah!" screamed Gordo as he flung his head up off the pillow, "That damn dream again", he muttered under his breath, "another horrible night."

He lay there for a minute breathing heavily. He pulled the covers off of him and got up. He went to his bathroom sink and splashed some water on his sweaty forehead.

He leaned in the sink and tilted his head downward still breathing a bit heavy. Again that dream haunted him. He couldn't make it go away.

That night and everything about it, watching Lizzie slip away from him without telling her what he really felt. It still came back to him each time it was more chilling than the next.

He had so many chances to tell her, but blew them all. But now there were no more chances because God knows where she is now. She never tried to keep in touch with Gordo or Miranda.

He never knew the exact reason why she had left but Gordo had noticed something unusual. Right before she left she seemed to be angry at Miranda about something.

Then it dawned on Gordo. Maybe it was because of him dating Miranda.

It all started when he was really enjoying his time with Miranda. He saw her in a whole new light. And of course when she asked him out, he accepted.

They soon became a "couple". But as the relationship grew he wasn't so sure that it was Miranda that he was falling for.

The more time he spent with Lizzie, the more his feelings began to grow. There was something about her, he couldn't quite see it before but now he sure did. He wanted Lizzie so bad but didn't want to hurt Miranda's feelings. He thought that is they did ever break up that her heart would be broken and she would never want to be friends again, especially if he left her for Lizzie. And he valued his friendship with Miranda.

So he continued lying to her saying that he loved her, making Lizzie more jealous and a bit heartbroken by the minute. Oh, what a fool he was.

But he still couldn't help but noticed those jealous looks that Lizzie always had whenever they would kiss or do something cute together. She would make an angry face and you could see the heartbreak just by looking into her eyes.

When Lizzie told Gordo and Miranda that she was leaving Miranda didn't seem to display any emotion. She just rolled her eyes and said something, "Yea, great for you, bye."

And now it has been a couple years now since Lizzie left but it came to the point that whenever Gordo or anyone else did so much as to mention Lizzie's name Miranda would change the subject instantly.

So it made sense that she left because the boy she loved couldn't be hers especially because he was with her then best friend.

As she said, "It not you. It's her.."

"Hey", said Miranda appearing in back of him disturbing his deep thoughts about Lizzie.

"Hi", he said.

"Morning", she said as she kissed him on the cheek. She had spent the night at Gordo's place.

"Yea", he replied, "Morning."

"Well I have to leave for work. So bye, Love you", she said this time kissing him on the lips.

"Bye, love you too," he lied.

She left his apartment, finally.

"I don't love her. I love Lizzie", he muttered. He tilted his head back and closed his eyes, "Why did I ever let her go?"

He couldn't continue his lying to Miranda. He needed to set things right and be with the one that he wanted and could be truly be happy with. He needed to find Lizzie.

A/N: I need to know if you like so review! I you liked this tiny part be sure to check out my other story, "Are You My Soulmate, David Gordon?"