Gordo's POV
It's finally happened. Lizzie actually kissed me. What does this mean? Where is this going? Wait, slow down, Gordo. She hasn't said anything yet.
"Oh, I'm sorry, um..." she says, embarrassed.
" No, it's okay. Don't be. I've been waiting for you to do that for..." Now I'm embarrassed.
She laughs. "You're blushing, Gordo."
"I am?"
"Yeah."
"The truth is, Gordo, I've liked you for a really long time. It's just we've been friends for so long I didn't wanna ruin that."
I smile. "Lizzie, nothing you say or do could ever ruin anything. I feel the same way."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I do. Lizzie, I can't tell you how many times I've wanted to say that. I was just worried if I said that and you didn't feel it too, it would freak you out and I'd lose you as my best friend."
She kisses my cheek and says, "Gordo, we've been friends since we were, like, a day old. You couldn't say anything to make me not be your friend."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah, totally."
I smile and kiss her again. "Do you...um... wanna go get some dinner?"
Lizzie kisses me back and nods. "I'd like that."
"Where to?"
"How about that place across the way?"
"Great. Let's go."