I know Lizzie McGuire has been off the air for 13 years, but I recently watched the Lizzie McGuire Movie and realized how much I love the movie, the show and Lizzie/Gordo. So I binged watched the entire show in like three days and fell in love all over again. I know fanfiction for the show is not what it once was but after watching the movie, I REALLY wanted to write some LG fluff and if I'm going to write it, why not post it to ff, too? I hope someone reads this. If not, I enjoyed writing this anyway.


Rome. The Eternal City. The City of Romance.

Had it only been a month since she, Lizzie McGuire, had set foot on its beautiful soil and sung with one of its international popstars (The cool one, Isabella. Not Paolo. Ick)?

Yes, it had been a month. One boring, stupid grounded month. Thirty days with no access to a phone or computer. Making Lizzie feel as if she was living in the Stone Ages. It was like her parents' very own version of medieval torture. One afternoon, she had even played some stupid board game with Matt. Matt! Her little troll of a brother, who was also on punishment. (Now, she knew how that video of graduation had ended up on CNN. Brat.)

All in all, Lizzie knew she had deserved every moment of her grounding. She was lucky her parents didn't send her off to a boarding school. Sneaking out of a hotel in a foreign city with some guy she barely knew. What had she been thinking?

Oh, she had been thinking that Paolo had been cute, sweet and...had she said cute, yet? Lizzie wished she could take back all those times out of the hotel. If she had, things would have been different. Much different.

Well, she was going to fix that.

That afternoon, Lizzie emerged from her room dressed in only her pajamas (if she wasn't going out, what was the point of putting on normal clothes?) and walked down the stairs to the kitchen. Jo and Sam McGuire were both there preparing dinner, like they normally did most nights.

They looked up when they heard Lizzie walk into the kitchen. "Hello, Lizzie," her dad greeted. "Or should I say good morning?" He smiled and went back to chopping up the onion on the cutting board in front of him.

"Hey, mom. Hey, dad." She rolled her eyes at her father's joke and took a seat on one of the barstools.

"Is there something you need, honey?" Her mom wiped her hands on a dishcloth and walked closer to her daughter.

"Um...kinda."

"What is it?"

"You know how tomorrow is my last day of being grounded?" She started. "And the day after tomorrow, you and dad are having on a date night?"

"Yes," her mom said slowly.

"Well, um, I was wondering if Gordo could come over then?"

"Of course!" Her mom exclaimed and smiled widely. "He's always welcome over here and we've missed him this past month."

They weren't the only ones.

"Great! And I was also wondering if I could make us some dinner." Her parents both looked up then and she hurried on, "You know, something like spaghetti. That's easy to make, right?"

"I don't know, honey..."

"Please, mom." Lizzie hopped from her chair to stand in front of her mom. "You let me bake all the time if you're not home."

"That doesn't involve an open flame," her dad added with a point from the knife in his hand.

"Please," she begged. "I'll be super careful and I'll clean up the mess afterwards. Please."

Jo and Sam looked at one another before Jo finally spoke. "All right. But-" She wasn't able to finish before Lizzie jumped into her arms and kissed her cheek.

"Thank you! Thank you!" She turned to head back to her room to tell someone...okay, not someone since she had no phone. She'd have to settle for her journal, then.

"Not so fast," her mom stopped her. "You've never cooked before, so I'll help you start it before we leave."

"Awesome! Thank you so much, mom and dad."

"And if your first cooking venture becomes a success, we may have you take over the meals from now on," her dad teased.

"Oh, and can I call Gordo to see if he can come over. It'll only be fifteen minutes."

"Ten," her mom bartered. "And tell him hi from us."

"Will do!" Lizzie beamed at her parents (weren't they just the coolest?) and ran upstairs to get her phone. Before she reached the room, Matt poked his head out from his bedroom.

"Hey, Lizzie. Wanna play UNO later?"

"Sure!" Lizzie was so happy that she didn't even care that she had just agreed to play another game with her annoying little brother.


"Hello?"

"Hey, Gordo. It's me, Lizzie." Lizzie was sitting on the edge of her bed, smiling so big that her face hurt. It had been so long since she had heard his voice and she missed it. A lot.

"Hey!" Gordo sounded just as excited to be talking to her. "Are you ungrounded now?" There was hope in his voice.

He totally missed me! She wanted to scream, but the more practical part of her brain spoke. Of course he missed you. You are his best friend. I bet he misses Miranda, too.

"Uh, Lizzie. You still there?"

"Oh, yeah. Sorry. And no, I'm not ungrounded, yet. One more day, though. So, I was wondering if you wanted to come over Saturday night," she rushed on. "We could watch a movie and I'll cook us dinner."

"You, cook? Since when?"

"Since now and you better like what I make."

"If I don't?"

"You don't want to know, Mr. Gordon."

Oh, God. Was she actually flirting with Gordo? Well, she had kissed him in Rome and this month without him or Miranda around, she had spent a lot of time in her head (which may not have been the best thing) and she decided that she kinda, sorta, maybe just a little- okay, okay! She liked Gordo, her best friend. A lot!

"Uh, well. I should go. My mom gave me only ten minutes to talk. See you on, Saturday. Around five-thirty?"

"Sure, it's a date- uh! I mean, yeah I'll be there."

Lizzie smiled softly to herself as she hung up with Gordo and stared at the phone in her hand before putting it back on the cradle. Saturday could not come fast enough! She flopped back on her bed and looked up at the ceiling, heart racing and stomach fluttering.

Someone knocked on the door.

"Don't worry, mom," she called. "I'm off the phone."

Instead of her mother's head poking through the doorway, it was her brother's spiky one. In his hand, he had a deck of cards. "You ready to play now, Lizzie? Or should I leave you alone to think about your booyyyfriend?"

Though things had been good between the two siblings in the past month, Matt was still a worm. But even his brattiness could dampen her good mood.


There will be another part. So stay tuned! :)

Thanks for reading!