Gordo just stood there and watched her walk away. She walked away from him the same way she walked away from him the night they broke up. He knew that walk meant she was hurt, and he knew that he was the one that was hurting her. But he was hurt too. Hurt because the one person he wanted to be with didn't want to be with him. That the only person that really knew him wanted to act like she never did. But how can he blame her, he did leave her, he cut off all contact with her and did what he could to forget about her. He broke that promise that he made her their junior year in high school. The promise he knew she remembered. The promise she expected him to keep.

Gordo finally drove away with so many thoughts in his head. Thoughts that have overwhelmed for years, thoughts that were so hard to put in the back of his mind and never show up again. He was driving back to the one person that he didn't want to, the one person that didn't understand who he was and the person that he wanted to be. She seemed to have so many expectations for him, expectations that he didn't even have for himself, expectations that he couldn't even live up to. All he could do was disappoint her, and Miranda wasn't the type of person that likes to be disappointed. She would always claim that she knew he could do better every time he'd let her down. He thought it was funny that he could rarely disappoint or let Lizzie down, with the exception of recent events, but he always seemed to let Miranda down and disappoint her.

Lizzie watched him drive away, she was either walking away from him or he was driving away from her. She loved him more than anything, and had nothing but pain fill her heart because she knew that she could never have him, not now. He was with the one person that could give him everything that he needed; she knew that she could never fulfill the dreams that he had for his future. She didn't graduate college; she was barely there three months. Miranda was an up and coming actress, who did finish college. She had everything that she didn't. She was everything that she wasn't. She in her mind couldn't compete against that.

Lizzie and Dominic decided to stay home. Dominic wanted to play with the new toys that his grandma and grandpa bought him. Lizzie watched him play and joined in until her cell rang. It was Gordo.

"Hello." She greeted.

"Hi. Uh, can we talk?" he asked with hope in his voice.

"I thought we already did that."

"Lizzie, please?"

"Sure."

"Gordo I can't do this. I can't sit here and talk to you about the past and whatever else and not feel like this." she spat out to break the silence.

"And you think I can. I feel like a music video that's been done a dozen times, or some drama television show that keeps getting written. I feel like Dawson when Joey left him to go on that summer boat trip with Pacey."

"One it's odd you know that. Two, somehow I think our feelings are different. I personally can't compete with what she has, or can give you. I 'm not her, all I have is a high school diploma. I love you more than anything despite everything and it hurts feeling like I'm at a dead end. I have Dominic and that's great, he's everything to me but there's something more missing, and I know that no one else can fill that spot. And I feel that you never will. You may not feel the same but I wanted you to know."

"You don't have to compete with her. You are everything she's not, you're everything I want. You know me more than anyone. When I fail you don't see it as failure, you see it as a test run that in time that'll get better. That there is no limit in how many times it takes to get it right. There are so many times that I was having such a horrible day and you turned it all around. You may only have a high school diploma but you've accomplished things that she never has. You were able to hold yourself up will being a single mother. You took care of Dominic on your own, something she could never do. I have that same feeling, something missing, being at a dead end."

"You have someone though. You have Miranda."

"She's no you."

"Why can't you make this easy for me?"

"Make what easy for you?"

"Moving on, Miranda is right for you. You deserve to have someone that can help you develop your career, someone that can push you to your full potential, someone that will see that it all happens. I can't be like Catherine Zeta- Jones' character in The Terminal, waiting for the guy to finally come around. I can't wait for you forever, it wouldn't be fair, and I don't deserve that pain."

"She's not right for me. That's it, she pushes me, I feel as if I should have time card every time I'm with her. Staying with her isn't fair to me. Ultimately I want to be with you."

"I'm going to leave you with this. I'm not going to make you choose, when the time is right everything will happen the way it's supposed to. If that means you being with her then so be it, and if that means that the three of us can be a family then so be it. But only time will tell, don't force it. I got to go."

"Okay."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

"Bye."

Then she hung up and went back to playing with Dominic until her parents arrived and wanted to take Dominic to the park. Lizzie watched as they went, she didn't want to go her mind wouldn't have been there. She stayed behind and went upstairs to her old bedroom and dug through her closet to find that one box. The box that was filled with her and Gordo's past. She found the picture of their senior prom, the night before everything went wrong. That night was in her head like it was just yesterday.

Lizzie spent an amazing three hours getting ready. In the end it was worth it all. She walked down the stairs to greet her date in a beautiful lavender silk dress that flowed across the carpet as if she were a princess. On the right side there was a sleeve but the left side was strapless. Her hair was beautifully done. Her hair was partially up, with two curls lining her face on both sides, and curls in the back. Her make-up was almost non existent; you could see the sparkle from the eye shadow, the shininess of the lip gloss. And around her neck was the simplest necklace, it was a piece of fabric from an old shirt with a simple bead on it. Gordo just looked at her in awe; to him she looked like a princess.

The couple showed up at the prom and Miranda had the look of jealousy in her eyes. Gordo and Lizzie danced all night long, many guys tried to cut in but Gordo wouldn't let them. Lizzie could only laugh every time they were denied. She like the way he looked in his midnight blue tux, with a gray undershirt, and no tie or bow. She thought he'd look better with out. They went with the traditional prom picture.

When the prom was over the got into his car and drove around town for awhile. They talked about their future and their goals for life after college. Oddly they shared the same goals. When Lizzie finally decided that she needed to get home because she was an hour over curfew, they pulled into her driveway and the porch light flickered. They gazed into one another's eyes for awhile before the good night kiss and the thank you for the wonderful time.

She couldn't help but smile after that night. Her parent's lectured her about being late but she couldn't care. She knew from that night on that she'd love Gordo forever.

Lizzie snapped out of the memory and continued to look through everything, with each item the memory would come into her head as it just happened. She was eventually taken away from her box when the doorbell rang. When she went to answer she was surprised to see Miranda on the other side.

"Miranda?" she said shockingly.

"Yeah that's what people call me. I'm here to tell you something."

"Okay."

"Gordo is with me. Just because you came waltzing back isn't going to change anything. I love him, and he loves me. You can't have him back, you let him go. You broke his heart."

"He's not property and whomever he wants to be with is who he's going to be with and there's nothing neither you nor I can do about that. For all we know he'll be like Richard Gere in Pretty Woman, fall for a hooker. But that'd be his choice. You don't love him, you think being with him will make you better than you really are, you think that he'll better your career. No one can make you look good. You've become the worst person ever; I don't even know you anymore."

"I do love him. And honey I don't know need people to make me look good, they need me to make them look good. I changed for a reason, me then couldn't get where I am now."

"If you loved him you wouldn't be seeing Danny Kessler behind his back anymore."

"How'd you know that?"

"Because I'm friends with Danny's cousin, and they're best friends. You need to ultimately choose who you want to be with and quit screwing with the both of them. One day you may wake up and you'll have neither of them."

"You're right I may not have either of them one day but that doesn't mean that someone else won't be there. So till that day how about you and your mistake stay out of his life."

"He was and is not a mistake. He was the best thing that could've ever happened to me. The only mistake I ever made was being your friend for so long."

Before Miranda got a chance to say one more word Lizzie shut the door in her face. She couldn't believe that Miranda just called Dominic a mistake; to Lizzie that was the worst thing someone could call Dominic. Lizzie didn't really think that being friends with Miranda for so long was a mistake it's just what came out of her mouth at that moment. Lizzie knew she couldn't stay in Hillridge any longer, it was just too much.

She had so much go on in one day, Gordo and she talked about their actual feelings for one another, she relived her senior prom, and many other things that she's done with Gordo, and she fought with Miranda. She knew of one person that could possible help her decide on what she should do and that was Jack. She didn't want someone to help her decide for once she wanted to do something for her something that she wanted.

She went to get her purse and car keys, and she hopped into her car. She couldn't believe what she was about to do, but she couldn't put too much thought into it or she'll chicken out and turn the car around. She knew this wasn't who she was. When she arrived at her final destination she just sat there for a minute, she was about to turn the key back over and back away and act like this was never something she was going to do, but the front door opened and he was standing in the doorway. She opened her car door and ran up to him, she pulled his face towards hers and their lips met.