Big shout out to all my amazing readers, who brighten up my entire day with their incredible reviews. I love you all, and everything I do is for you people. Lots of hugs and kisses to you all!
The song is by Rachael Lampa, and is off the amazing "A Walk To Remember" soundtrack. Check it out! The song is called "If You Believe."
That's all I have to say. This is quite a dull chapter, with nothing but L/G fluff, though what's the arm in that, eh? Lol.
Sorry my updates are so sporadic, I've been amazingly busy. Oh well, to everyone who is still reading this, my apologies, now read! And review! *Laughs* Nah, J/K, you don't have to. ___________________________________________________________________________
What Could Have Been
Chapter 11: Remember When...
"Kids, its time for bed." Jo McGuire yelled at the foot of the stairs, cautious to come any further in case the two teens were...'practising.'
And indeed, they were practising, very hard in fact.
Lizzie and Gordo broke away from their recent lip-lock.
"Okay mum!" Lizzie replied through the locked door of her bedroom where Lizzie and Gordo had spent the better part of two hours up there together...no interruptions.
"Gordo will be down in a second!" She yelled, giving Gordo a smile. He smiled back.
They kissed again, and locked hands.
"Do you think your mum suspects anything Liz?" Asked Gordo once they broke apart.
Lizzie shrugged, all thoughts having left her brain hours ago.
"I don't know. I mean, she did look at us funny, but right now," Lizzie yawned, and looked at her watch, startled to see in was ten-thirty at night.
"Right now I'm too tired to think."
Gordo nodded, catching Lizzie's contagious yawn and doing one of his own, even though he wasn't too tired himself. It was funny how those sort of things worked.
"Yeah, you're too right. And its school tomorrow, don't want to be late for it."
Lizzie raised her eyebrows slightly, as if trying to see if Gordo was joking or not.
When she realised he was only half-serious, she rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, you're right, wouldn't want to miss that." Her tone was a little - okay, a lot - more sarcastic than his, but she couldn't help but agree. School was not optional, as much as Lizzie hoped it could be, and so therefore being tardy was not something she needed.
Eugh! She hated it when Gordo was right sometimes.
"Do you need me to come down and help you?" Lizzie asked, yawning once again.
Now it was Gordo's turn to roll his eyes.
"Yeah, sure Liz, and then you can help tuck me in too."
Lizzie smirked and raised her eyebrows in a suggestive manner.
"Like you would really be complaining if I did."
Gordo thought for a minute, and then shrugged, telling Lizzie without words that he agreed.
She smiled, acknowledging this fact.
"Okay, I should head down before your mum decides it's time to break us apart with force."
Lizzie smiled, but her face contorted as another yawn overcame her.
"Goodnight," she managed to get through, but it sounded all jumbled and weird mixed in with the succession of yawns.
"Night Liz. I love you."
"Love you too," whispered Lizzie, as she got her bed ready to sleep in.
Gordo walked out her door, closing it softly behind him. Next door, he could hear the sounds of Matt snoring slightly, a habit in which he had only recently picked up, and in what Lizzie called the most annoying thing he could think to do to her to date.
Gordo chuckled to himself as he thought about it, and then cheerfully jogged down the stairs. He wasn't too tired, and even though he knew he should be getting to bed, as it was school tomorrow, he also knew that it would be hard finding sleep tonight.
He just knew it would be hard knowing his girlfriend was a couple of steps away.
Gordo passed Jo on the way to the guest bedroom, and wished her a goodnight after saying a quick thank you for cleaning the aforementioned room.
He totally missed the suspicious glance she threw his way, and he hummed a quiet tune all the way down to the room.
Jo walked up the stairs to her own bedroom - where her husband had retired earlier that evening - and thought about what she had witnessed earlier in the night. Something was transpiring between her eldest child and her best friend. Whether it was something big, or small, it was something.
And she made a promise to herself that she would find out what that was, no matter what it took.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
In her room, Lizzie tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable and relaxed. Despite her earlier statement, Lizzie found she was just not tired. And who could be, on a night like this?
The first night her boyfriend was spending in her house, just downstairs, and all she had to do was walk down some measly stairs to see him. Instead of having to walk to blocks to his house.
This was big, no wonder she was finding it hard to sleep. All she knew right now, was she'd be damn tired in the morning.
She had to see him, even though she had only ten minutes ago. Boy, she had it bad! She couldn't even go ten minutes without being with him. Lizzie only hoped he felt the same.
Then she thought to herself; why wait until morning? Just creep downstairs, pray he's still awake, and talk to him...or maybe do some other things as well.
With that though in mind, Lizzie carefully extracted herself from the mounds of blankets that covered her, and tip-toed to her bedroom door, cautious to be as quiet as possible so as to not wake her parents.
Keeping that code of silence all the way to the stairs, Lizzie payed extra attention to when she went down them. Not only did she have the tendency to trip, but also there were a few creaky floorboards that could get her into trouble.
Making her way safely downstairs, and without any accidents whatsoever, Lizzie took a deep breath and tip-toed to the guest bedroom where Gordo was staying.
Once outside, she held her delicate hand over the wood panel and gently knocked.
There, she waited, hoping that he was awake.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Little did Lizzie know that as well as being awake, Gordo hadn't even tried to get comfortable on his bed, instead opting to sit on the little desk chair over in the corner of his temporary room.
He had decided early on that he wouldn't be getting to sleep any time soon.
So instead, Gordo thought over the possibilities of what he could do. He wanted so bad to visit Lizzie, to just climb those stairs and see her. He knew he sounded incredibly stupid, wanting to see his girlfriend no more than ten minutes after already seeing her, but he couldn't help it, Lizzie had that effect on him. Even before they started dating, he couldn't stand to be without her for more than a couple of hours; it was just his way.
But, he thought as he sighed, she was probably already asleep, so it would be pretty useless.
So, he did the next best thing.
Gordo looked over his CD collection, searching for a particular one he could play. It was special, for so many reasons, and it helped him remember all the great times they'd had as children, and the fun they are still having now as teenagers.
Finally finding the right CD, Gordo opened his player and popped the little disc in, making sure to keep the volume down, and then he pressed play.
And at that exact moment, a knock was heard at his door.
______________________________
I close my eyes,
And even when I'm sleeping
I'm all right,
'Cause you are in my life.
Once upon a time,
I only imagined this
And now you're mine.
Oh, I tried so hard...
Prayed that you'd find me
Maybe you're here today,
Here to remind me:
______________________________
It was so faint, that at first Gordo thought he was imagining it, and perhaps he was a bit more tired than he originally thought. But then, it came again, a little more insistent this time, and there was definitely no mistaking it, someone was at his door.
Who, was only his guess. But he had his suspicions, and he only prayed they were correct.
Gordo crossed the threshold to the door and softly opened it. The sight that met his eyes took his breath away. There she was; his girlfriend, in all her gorgeous glory, smiling up at him as he grinned back. God, she was beautiful.
"Hey," he whispered, slightly out of breath from her amazing beauty.
"Hey," she whispered back, smiling, and recognising that what was happening to him was because of her.
"Missed me?" Gordo asked, slightly cocky, once he regained his composure a bit.
"Don't you know it," she replied, and he grinned at her words.
______________________________
If you believe that dreams come true,
There's one that's waiting there for you.
'Cause I believed when I saw you
That when you want something enough,
That it can't escape your love.
There is nothing in the world that cannot be...
If you believe, oh oh...
______________________________
"Great song," Lizzie commented, as Gordo held the door open further, allowing her entry.
"It's a bit old though. Haven't I heard it somewhere before?" She asked as she found her place on Gordo's bed, making herself comfortable, and feeling relaxed whilst she breathed in the scent of him. Her Gordo.
Gordo smiled, almost as if he were remembering.
"Yeah, you have a long time ago," he answered somewhat mysteriously.
Lizzie closed her eyes, so she could take in the song better. Yep, it was definitely familiar. But where had she heard it before?
She opened her eyes, and looked straight at Gordo, he knew.
"Okay Mr Big Shot, tell me where the song is from, and how come you have it?"
Gordo grinned again, and took a seat on the chair he was previously occupying.
"Alright," he answered.
______________________________
Everybody said
That I was a fool to think
That we could bear; (Everybody said that...)
But I couldn't get my heart out of my head,
And they just didn't see;
No, they just could not.
Feeling that you care,
The places that you go...
______________________________
"It was the summer between fifth and sixth grade, and we had just been to see Clueless at one of those theatres that played old movies, you know?"
Gordo paused to let Lizzie nod.
"Afterwards, you're mum came to pick us up, but she was across the street, and it was pouring rain. But you looked at me, with this growing smile, and you told me to trust you. So, of course, I did. You grabbed my hand, and we ran," Gordo paused yet again, and watched as the recognition lit up her face. A smile crept its way onto her features as she too remembered. That was when she was a little bit fearless, unlike how she was now.
"And after we got into the car, for about ten seconds, all I could think about was that you had just held my hand."
If she was smiling before, now she was grinning. Lizzie got up from her place on the bed and kissed Gordo softly on the cheek, then he drew her in for an even softer one on the lips, so soft, in fact, that it was barely a kiss at all.
"What does that have to do with the song?" Lizzie asked, gesturing to the CD player that was still playing that gorgeous song on repeat by Gordo's request.
Gordo half smiled and looked down at the carpet, then his smile grew and he faced Lizzie once more.
"It was playing on the radio at the time."
______________________________
If you believe that dreams come true,
There's one that's waiting there for you.
'Cause I believed when I saw you
That when you want something enough,
That it can't escape your love.
There is nothing in the world that cannot be...
If you believe
______________________________
Lizzie almost had to stop herself from gasping. That was one of the nicest things anyone had ever said to her!
"Oh, Gordo! You're so sweet! You know, if we weren't already together that would be just enough to make me kiss you right then!" Lizzie grinned, showing off her full set of pearly white teeth, and Gordo chuckled.
"Yeah, well, since we are together, do you think you can kiss me anyway?"
The way he asked it made Lizzie giggle, and she planted her lips firmly on his.
"You are the weirdest person alive, you know that?" She asked, looking deep into his eyes and feeling like she could get lost in them. Big pools of blue ice, is what she described his eyes as. But then, that wasn't exactly true. They changed, depending on what sort of light hit them. And in what kind of mood he was in, even.
In direct sunlight, they were a periwinkle blue colour, and were that way when he was happy. It was like that a lot. When he was inside, in deep shadow, with a lot on his mind, they were a greyish tint. And something that Lizzie thought was funny was when he was hungry they could turn a light green, like hazel.
"Lizzie?" Gordo snapped Lizzie out of her thoughts, looking a little amused.
"I know I'm a fascinating creature and all, but you're staring," he told her, still smiling. "And it's kind of creeping me out," he added with a laugh.
"Well, I can't help it if you're too irresistible that I just simply cannot look away," she stated over dramatically, half-joking.
"I feel the same way about you," said Gordo, except, Lizzie had the sneaking suspicion that he in fact wasn't joking.
______________________________
Never wished for material things;
Never needed wind in my wings.
I never wished for anything but you...yeah!
I can't explain it,
Someone just told me,
"Go where your heart is,
You'll never be lonely."
______________________________
As they pulled apart once again, Lizzie sighed, resting her forehead against Gordo's own.
"Do you think we can do this forever?" She asked once again searching his amazing eyes.
"What?" He answered with a question of his own.
"Just be together, and not have to worry about anything?"
"Lizzie, I promise that as long as I am breathing, I will never leave your side. Even if you're completely sick of me and can't stand the site of my face for one single second more, I won't leave you."
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Meanwhile, just outside the door, video recorder in hand, Matt McGuire listened in on the two teenagers conversation, taping their every word. His parents would have to believe him now, because he had proof this time, and not even Jo and Sam McGuire could walk away from that.
Matt crept back upstairs to his room, having received all necessary information.
Once and for all, Matt would get all the attention he deserved.
It was perfect.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Oblivious to her little brother's devious plans, Lizzie gave Gordo one final kiss.
"Honestly now, I may have been lying before, but I'm tired, and I personally cannot stay this beautiful without a couple of hours of sleep," she joked.
Gordo scoffed, rolling his eyes.
"Please, you're always this beautiful," he told her, drawing in for yet another kiss. You'd think after this long, the novelty would start to wear off, but, obviously not.
She smiled at that.
"As much as I'd love to stay here and hear you compliment me all night, we both have school tomorrow, and as I said, I'm tired!" She punctuated that statement with yet another yawn, and Gordo chuckled. They were doing that a lot lately.
"Alright, I'll let you leave so you can get some sleep, okay?"
Lizzie shook her head.
"No, what you're supposed to say is; 'just a few more minutes'."
Gordo couldn't help himself, a full laugh rippled through him at that statement. She was just too cute for words sometimes!
"Liz, I really think some sleep could do you good," he chided, instead of doing what he wanted to do and pull her back to him.
Lizzie nodded.
"Okay, one last kiss?"
Gordo did as she requested with no complaints whatsoever.
______________________________
If you believe that dreams come true,
There's one that's waiting there for you.
'Cause I believed when I saw you
That (when you believe) when you want someone enough,
Then they can't escape your love.
There is nothing in the world that cannot be,
If you believe
Believe, believe, believe, ooh...
______________________________
Lizzie was about to walk out the door when Gordo called her back.
"Hey, Lizzie?" He asked.
"Yeah, Gordo," she replied, a puzzled expression planted on her face as she waited for him to continue.
"Liz, thank you". The confused look didn't disappear from her face. Apparently, she wanted more.
"For what?" Gordo smiled; a gorgeous smile that lit up one of her own. It was the sort of smile that told her everything was right with the world, because he and his beautiful smile were in it.
"For being you."
No more words needed to be said. All they would do would be to ruin the beautiful moment that had been created.
Lizzie left quietly, without another word uttered.
He closed the door behind her...
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A/N: I know, where have you heard that before? The whole Matt thing, it has a point to it, promise. Oh, and next chapter, I'll hopefully be introducing all characters, and possibly new ones. Maybe not, but we'll see what happens. Whatever, though, the next chapter will take place three days are this one, but that's all I'm saying. I want to get to vacation time soon, coz it's too hard and annoying for me to write them in school. So it may seem like they don't go there, but mostly it's just me being lazy!
Either way, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, even with the whole Matt thing, and all the fluff that took place. Look for an update by Friday or Saturday hopefully.
The song is by Rachael Lampa, and is off the amazing "A Walk To Remember" soundtrack. Check it out! The song is called "If You Believe."
That's all I have to say. This is quite a dull chapter, with nothing but L/G fluff, though what's the arm in that, eh? Lol.
Sorry my updates are so sporadic, I've been amazingly busy. Oh well, to everyone who is still reading this, my apologies, now read! And review! *Laughs* Nah, J/K, you don't have to. ___________________________________________________________________________
What Could Have Been
Chapter 11: Remember When...
"Kids, its time for bed." Jo McGuire yelled at the foot of the stairs, cautious to come any further in case the two teens were...'practising.'
And indeed, they were practising, very hard in fact.
Lizzie and Gordo broke away from their recent lip-lock.
"Okay mum!" Lizzie replied through the locked door of her bedroom where Lizzie and Gordo had spent the better part of two hours up there together...no interruptions.
"Gordo will be down in a second!" She yelled, giving Gordo a smile. He smiled back.
They kissed again, and locked hands.
"Do you think your mum suspects anything Liz?" Asked Gordo once they broke apart.
Lizzie shrugged, all thoughts having left her brain hours ago.
"I don't know. I mean, she did look at us funny, but right now," Lizzie yawned, and looked at her watch, startled to see in was ten-thirty at night.
"Right now I'm too tired to think."
Gordo nodded, catching Lizzie's contagious yawn and doing one of his own, even though he wasn't too tired himself. It was funny how those sort of things worked.
"Yeah, you're too right. And its school tomorrow, don't want to be late for it."
Lizzie raised her eyebrows slightly, as if trying to see if Gordo was joking or not.
When she realised he was only half-serious, she rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, you're right, wouldn't want to miss that." Her tone was a little - okay, a lot - more sarcastic than his, but she couldn't help but agree. School was not optional, as much as Lizzie hoped it could be, and so therefore being tardy was not something she needed.
Eugh! She hated it when Gordo was right sometimes.
"Do you need me to come down and help you?" Lizzie asked, yawning once again.
Now it was Gordo's turn to roll his eyes.
"Yeah, sure Liz, and then you can help tuck me in too."
Lizzie smirked and raised her eyebrows in a suggestive manner.
"Like you would really be complaining if I did."
Gordo thought for a minute, and then shrugged, telling Lizzie without words that he agreed.
She smiled, acknowledging this fact.
"Okay, I should head down before your mum decides it's time to break us apart with force."
Lizzie smiled, but her face contorted as another yawn overcame her.
"Goodnight," she managed to get through, but it sounded all jumbled and weird mixed in with the succession of yawns.
"Night Liz. I love you."
"Love you too," whispered Lizzie, as she got her bed ready to sleep in.
Gordo walked out her door, closing it softly behind him. Next door, he could hear the sounds of Matt snoring slightly, a habit in which he had only recently picked up, and in what Lizzie called the most annoying thing he could think to do to her to date.
Gordo chuckled to himself as he thought about it, and then cheerfully jogged down the stairs. He wasn't too tired, and even though he knew he should be getting to bed, as it was school tomorrow, he also knew that it would be hard finding sleep tonight.
He just knew it would be hard knowing his girlfriend was a couple of steps away.
Gordo passed Jo on the way to the guest bedroom, and wished her a goodnight after saying a quick thank you for cleaning the aforementioned room.
He totally missed the suspicious glance she threw his way, and he hummed a quiet tune all the way down to the room.
Jo walked up the stairs to her own bedroom - where her husband had retired earlier that evening - and thought about what she had witnessed earlier in the night. Something was transpiring between her eldest child and her best friend. Whether it was something big, or small, it was something.
And she made a promise to herself that she would find out what that was, no matter what it took.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
In her room, Lizzie tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable and relaxed. Despite her earlier statement, Lizzie found she was just not tired. And who could be, on a night like this?
The first night her boyfriend was spending in her house, just downstairs, and all she had to do was walk down some measly stairs to see him. Instead of having to walk to blocks to his house.
This was big, no wonder she was finding it hard to sleep. All she knew right now, was she'd be damn tired in the morning.
She had to see him, even though she had only ten minutes ago. Boy, she had it bad! She couldn't even go ten minutes without being with him. Lizzie only hoped he felt the same.
Then she thought to herself; why wait until morning? Just creep downstairs, pray he's still awake, and talk to him...or maybe do some other things as well.
With that though in mind, Lizzie carefully extracted herself from the mounds of blankets that covered her, and tip-toed to her bedroom door, cautious to be as quiet as possible so as to not wake her parents.
Keeping that code of silence all the way to the stairs, Lizzie payed extra attention to when she went down them. Not only did she have the tendency to trip, but also there were a few creaky floorboards that could get her into trouble.
Making her way safely downstairs, and without any accidents whatsoever, Lizzie took a deep breath and tip-toed to the guest bedroom where Gordo was staying.
Once outside, she held her delicate hand over the wood panel and gently knocked.
There, she waited, hoping that he was awake.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Little did Lizzie know that as well as being awake, Gordo hadn't even tried to get comfortable on his bed, instead opting to sit on the little desk chair over in the corner of his temporary room.
He had decided early on that he wouldn't be getting to sleep any time soon.
So instead, Gordo thought over the possibilities of what he could do. He wanted so bad to visit Lizzie, to just climb those stairs and see her. He knew he sounded incredibly stupid, wanting to see his girlfriend no more than ten minutes after already seeing her, but he couldn't help it, Lizzie had that effect on him. Even before they started dating, he couldn't stand to be without her for more than a couple of hours; it was just his way.
But, he thought as he sighed, she was probably already asleep, so it would be pretty useless.
So, he did the next best thing.
Gordo looked over his CD collection, searching for a particular one he could play. It was special, for so many reasons, and it helped him remember all the great times they'd had as children, and the fun they are still having now as teenagers.
Finally finding the right CD, Gordo opened his player and popped the little disc in, making sure to keep the volume down, and then he pressed play.
And at that exact moment, a knock was heard at his door.
______________________________
I close my eyes,
And even when I'm sleeping
I'm all right,
'Cause you are in my life.
Once upon a time,
I only imagined this
And now you're mine.
Oh, I tried so hard...
Prayed that you'd find me
Maybe you're here today,
Here to remind me:
______________________________
It was so faint, that at first Gordo thought he was imagining it, and perhaps he was a bit more tired than he originally thought. But then, it came again, a little more insistent this time, and there was definitely no mistaking it, someone was at his door.
Who, was only his guess. But he had his suspicions, and he only prayed they were correct.
Gordo crossed the threshold to the door and softly opened it. The sight that met his eyes took his breath away. There she was; his girlfriend, in all her gorgeous glory, smiling up at him as he grinned back. God, she was beautiful.
"Hey," he whispered, slightly out of breath from her amazing beauty.
"Hey," she whispered back, smiling, and recognising that what was happening to him was because of her.
"Missed me?" Gordo asked, slightly cocky, once he regained his composure a bit.
"Don't you know it," she replied, and he grinned at her words.
______________________________
If you believe that dreams come true,
There's one that's waiting there for you.
'Cause I believed when I saw you
That when you want something enough,
That it can't escape your love.
There is nothing in the world that cannot be...
If you believe, oh oh...
______________________________
"Great song," Lizzie commented, as Gordo held the door open further, allowing her entry.
"It's a bit old though. Haven't I heard it somewhere before?" She asked as she found her place on Gordo's bed, making herself comfortable, and feeling relaxed whilst she breathed in the scent of him. Her Gordo.
Gordo smiled, almost as if he were remembering.
"Yeah, you have a long time ago," he answered somewhat mysteriously.
Lizzie closed her eyes, so she could take in the song better. Yep, it was definitely familiar. But where had she heard it before?
She opened her eyes, and looked straight at Gordo, he knew.
"Okay Mr Big Shot, tell me where the song is from, and how come you have it?"
Gordo grinned again, and took a seat on the chair he was previously occupying.
"Alright," he answered.
______________________________
Everybody said
That I was a fool to think
That we could bear; (Everybody said that...)
But I couldn't get my heart out of my head,
And they just didn't see;
No, they just could not.
Feeling that you care,
The places that you go...
______________________________
"It was the summer between fifth and sixth grade, and we had just been to see Clueless at one of those theatres that played old movies, you know?"
Gordo paused to let Lizzie nod.
"Afterwards, you're mum came to pick us up, but she was across the street, and it was pouring rain. But you looked at me, with this growing smile, and you told me to trust you. So, of course, I did. You grabbed my hand, and we ran," Gordo paused yet again, and watched as the recognition lit up her face. A smile crept its way onto her features as she too remembered. That was when she was a little bit fearless, unlike how she was now.
"And after we got into the car, for about ten seconds, all I could think about was that you had just held my hand."
If she was smiling before, now she was grinning. Lizzie got up from her place on the bed and kissed Gordo softly on the cheek, then he drew her in for an even softer one on the lips, so soft, in fact, that it was barely a kiss at all.
"What does that have to do with the song?" Lizzie asked, gesturing to the CD player that was still playing that gorgeous song on repeat by Gordo's request.
Gordo half smiled and looked down at the carpet, then his smile grew and he faced Lizzie once more.
"It was playing on the radio at the time."
______________________________
If you believe that dreams come true,
There's one that's waiting there for you.
'Cause I believed when I saw you
That when you want something enough,
That it can't escape your love.
There is nothing in the world that cannot be...
If you believe
______________________________
Lizzie almost had to stop herself from gasping. That was one of the nicest things anyone had ever said to her!
"Oh, Gordo! You're so sweet! You know, if we weren't already together that would be just enough to make me kiss you right then!" Lizzie grinned, showing off her full set of pearly white teeth, and Gordo chuckled.
"Yeah, well, since we are together, do you think you can kiss me anyway?"
The way he asked it made Lizzie giggle, and she planted her lips firmly on his.
"You are the weirdest person alive, you know that?" She asked, looking deep into his eyes and feeling like she could get lost in them. Big pools of blue ice, is what she described his eyes as. But then, that wasn't exactly true. They changed, depending on what sort of light hit them. And in what kind of mood he was in, even.
In direct sunlight, they were a periwinkle blue colour, and were that way when he was happy. It was like that a lot. When he was inside, in deep shadow, with a lot on his mind, they were a greyish tint. And something that Lizzie thought was funny was when he was hungry they could turn a light green, like hazel.
"Lizzie?" Gordo snapped Lizzie out of her thoughts, looking a little amused.
"I know I'm a fascinating creature and all, but you're staring," he told her, still smiling. "And it's kind of creeping me out," he added with a laugh.
"Well, I can't help it if you're too irresistible that I just simply cannot look away," she stated over dramatically, half-joking.
"I feel the same way about you," said Gordo, except, Lizzie had the sneaking suspicion that he in fact wasn't joking.
______________________________
Never wished for material things;
Never needed wind in my wings.
I never wished for anything but you...yeah!
I can't explain it,
Someone just told me,
"Go where your heart is,
You'll never be lonely."
______________________________
As they pulled apart once again, Lizzie sighed, resting her forehead against Gordo's own.
"Do you think we can do this forever?" She asked once again searching his amazing eyes.
"What?" He answered with a question of his own.
"Just be together, and not have to worry about anything?"
"Lizzie, I promise that as long as I am breathing, I will never leave your side. Even if you're completely sick of me and can't stand the site of my face for one single second more, I won't leave you."
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Meanwhile, just outside the door, video recorder in hand, Matt McGuire listened in on the two teenagers conversation, taping their every word. His parents would have to believe him now, because he had proof this time, and not even Jo and Sam McGuire could walk away from that.
Matt crept back upstairs to his room, having received all necessary information.
Once and for all, Matt would get all the attention he deserved.
It was perfect.
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Oblivious to her little brother's devious plans, Lizzie gave Gordo one final kiss.
"Honestly now, I may have been lying before, but I'm tired, and I personally cannot stay this beautiful without a couple of hours of sleep," she joked.
Gordo scoffed, rolling his eyes.
"Please, you're always this beautiful," he told her, drawing in for yet another kiss. You'd think after this long, the novelty would start to wear off, but, obviously not.
She smiled at that.
"As much as I'd love to stay here and hear you compliment me all night, we both have school tomorrow, and as I said, I'm tired!" She punctuated that statement with yet another yawn, and Gordo chuckled. They were doing that a lot lately.
"Alright, I'll let you leave so you can get some sleep, okay?"
Lizzie shook her head.
"No, what you're supposed to say is; 'just a few more minutes'."
Gordo couldn't help himself, a full laugh rippled through him at that statement. She was just too cute for words sometimes!
"Liz, I really think some sleep could do you good," he chided, instead of doing what he wanted to do and pull her back to him.
Lizzie nodded.
"Okay, one last kiss?"
Gordo did as she requested with no complaints whatsoever.
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If you believe that dreams come true,
There's one that's waiting there for you.
'Cause I believed when I saw you
That (when you believe) when you want someone enough,
Then they can't escape your love.
There is nothing in the world that cannot be,
If you believe
Believe, believe, believe, ooh...
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Lizzie was about to walk out the door when Gordo called her back.
"Hey, Lizzie?" He asked.
"Yeah, Gordo," she replied, a puzzled expression planted on her face as she waited for him to continue.
"Liz, thank you". The confused look didn't disappear from her face. Apparently, she wanted more.
"For what?" Gordo smiled; a gorgeous smile that lit up one of her own. It was the sort of smile that told her everything was right with the world, because he and his beautiful smile were in it.
"For being you."
No more words needed to be said. All they would do would be to ruin the beautiful moment that had been created.
Lizzie left quietly, without another word uttered.
He closed the door behind her...
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A/N: I know, where have you heard that before? The whole Matt thing, it has a point to it, promise. Oh, and next chapter, I'll hopefully be introducing all characters, and possibly new ones. Maybe not, but we'll see what happens. Whatever, though, the next chapter will take place three days are this one, but that's all I'm saying. I want to get to vacation time soon, coz it's too hard and annoying for me to write them in school. So it may seem like they don't go there, but mostly it's just me being lazy!
Either way, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, even with the whole Matt thing, and all the fluff that took place. Look for an update by Friday or Saturday hopefully.