The Rest of the Story-Chapter 4
Indecisions
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"Elizabeth Brooke McGuire. . .Will you marry me?" Lizzie blinked back tears. Gordo was proposing to her. Proposing marriage.
"Don't you think it's kind of soon?" Lizzie asked biting her bottom lip. Gordo looked at her astonished. This wasn't exactly the answer he'd been fishing for. He stayed on his knee none-the-less.
"Lizzie. I've known you my entire life. Yes, I've only been dating you for a month and a half. . .but I've loved you since before I can remember." Gordo could see her eyes fill with tears, even from the ground; "Lizzie." Gordo stood up and placed his hands on her shoulders. "Tell me what your thinking." Lizzie Thinking: "I can't say yes! I just can't! This is all too fast. I've only been dating him for a month! I'm not ready for this! And I really can't tell him what I'm thinking."
"Lizzie?" Gordo looked at her with concern in his eyes.
"I'm sorry Gordo. . .I have to go." Lizzie grabbed her jean jacket from the back of the chair and picked up her purse.
"Lizzie!" Gordo called, running after her.
"I have to go." Lizzie turned and ran through the door. Gordo started after her, but ran into Lance, who happened to be carrying the dessert plates. Tiramisu flew everywhere including all over Gordo.
Lizzie unlocked her door and let herself in. The lights were off and she could vaguely see Miranda's shadow underneath the covers. She dropped her purse and jacket on the counter and sat down on a barstool. Once she'd left Gordo, who hadn't come after her, she hailed a cab and gone home. Her head throbbed. She walked to the cabinet in the bathroom and got out two Advil. After taking them she undressed quickly and climbed into bed. She didn't know why she had run away from him. She loved him. Didn't she?
"Uggh." Gordo sat against the wall next to the door. Lance, who had just finished cleaning up the dessert mess, sat down next to him.
"What's wrong?"
"Let me tell you what's wrong. One. . .I'm covered in a French dessert. Two. . .Lizzie is gone. Three. . . She's gone because I pushed her too fast. Four. . .I pushed her too fast by asking her to marry me." Gordo pulled some icing from his hair and slung it over the side of the building.
"Wow."
"Yeah, tell me about it."
"You asked McGuire to marry you. . ." Lance smiled.
"Yeah."
"Haven't you only been going out for like. . .a month?" Gordo shot a look at Lance.
"Yes. That's exactly what Lizzie said." Gordo sighed.
"What are you still doing sitting here?" Lance stood and held out his hand to Gordo.
"What?"
"Go get your girl!"
"You don't seem to understand. She ran away cause she didn't want to marry me. . ."
"She said that to your face?" Lance asked smiling.
"No. . .Not really. . ."
"Then what are you waiting for? Find out why she ran! Don't give up without a fight!"
"You know what you're right!" Gordo accepted Lance's hand and he pulled him up. "I'm going after her." Gordo stormed out off the rooftop and into the elevator. He hopped in his car and took off towards the girls dorm.
Lizzie hadn't been in bed two minutes when there was a knock on the door. She should have expected it. She should have known Gordo would come after her. She pulled on her robe and quickly crossed the room to open the door. She looked through the peephole. It was Gordo all right. But he was covered in something.
"Gordo? Are you okay?" Lizzie asked reaching out and brushing whatever it was off of him.
"Lizzie I need to talk to you right now."
"Did you drive through a bakery on the way over?"
"It's really important."
"What is it?"
"IT'S TIRAMISU! Our dessert. You ran off before it got there and I crashed into it." Lizzie fell silent at his outburst. "I need to talk to you."
"Gordo. . .I'm really tired right now, do you think. . ." She was cut off.
"Please. Lizzie Please. My heart is breaking right now. Please. Please." Gordo begged.
"Okay." Lizzie stepped out in the hall and pulled the door shut behind her.
"Lizzie. . .I don't know why you ran off like that but I just came over to say that if you don't want to marry me tell me cause I'll stop wasting my time loving you. I love you I do. And my heart would shatter if we broke up but I need to know what you're thinking." Gordo had grabbed her hands.
"Damnit Gordo! I love you! You know that already! But marriage is a life changing decision! I couldn't live with myself if we ever got divorced!" Lizzie blinked and her tears started falling. She'd told him her fears, now she'd see what he'd say.
"Lizzie. Nothing on earth could ever make me divorce you."
"You say that now, but what if you got tired of me?"
"Not possible." Gordo cradled her face and kissed her lightly. "See every time I kiss you it's like the first time all over again. I still get that feeling." Gordo pushed the hair out of her face. "You are the only one I have eyes for. So if you don't marry me. . .I guess nobody will."
"I'm trusting you Gordo." Lizzie said and he nodded. She took a deep breath. "Okay then. Yes I will marry you." Gordo let out his breath and kissed her passionately. She pushed her back up against the door. When they broke apart he picked her up and twirled her around. Lizzie's laughter filled the hallway.
Indecisions
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"Elizabeth Brooke McGuire. . .Will you marry me?" Lizzie blinked back tears. Gordo was proposing to her. Proposing marriage.
"Don't you think it's kind of soon?" Lizzie asked biting her bottom lip. Gordo looked at her astonished. This wasn't exactly the answer he'd been fishing for. He stayed on his knee none-the-less.
"Lizzie. I've known you my entire life. Yes, I've only been dating you for a month and a half. . .but I've loved you since before I can remember." Gordo could see her eyes fill with tears, even from the ground; "Lizzie." Gordo stood up and placed his hands on her shoulders. "Tell me what your thinking." Lizzie Thinking: "I can't say yes! I just can't! This is all too fast. I've only been dating him for a month! I'm not ready for this! And I really can't tell him what I'm thinking."
"Lizzie?" Gordo looked at her with concern in his eyes.
"I'm sorry Gordo. . .I have to go." Lizzie grabbed her jean jacket from the back of the chair and picked up her purse.
"Lizzie!" Gordo called, running after her.
"I have to go." Lizzie turned and ran through the door. Gordo started after her, but ran into Lance, who happened to be carrying the dessert plates. Tiramisu flew everywhere including all over Gordo.
Lizzie unlocked her door and let herself in. The lights were off and she could vaguely see Miranda's shadow underneath the covers. She dropped her purse and jacket on the counter and sat down on a barstool. Once she'd left Gordo, who hadn't come after her, she hailed a cab and gone home. Her head throbbed. She walked to the cabinet in the bathroom and got out two Advil. After taking them she undressed quickly and climbed into bed. She didn't know why she had run away from him. She loved him. Didn't she?
"Uggh." Gordo sat against the wall next to the door. Lance, who had just finished cleaning up the dessert mess, sat down next to him.
"What's wrong?"
"Let me tell you what's wrong. One. . .I'm covered in a French dessert. Two. . .Lizzie is gone. Three. . . She's gone because I pushed her too fast. Four. . .I pushed her too fast by asking her to marry me." Gordo pulled some icing from his hair and slung it over the side of the building.
"Wow."
"Yeah, tell me about it."
"You asked McGuire to marry you. . ." Lance smiled.
"Yeah."
"Haven't you only been going out for like. . .a month?" Gordo shot a look at Lance.
"Yes. That's exactly what Lizzie said." Gordo sighed.
"What are you still doing sitting here?" Lance stood and held out his hand to Gordo.
"What?"
"Go get your girl!"
"You don't seem to understand. She ran away cause she didn't want to marry me. . ."
"She said that to your face?" Lance asked smiling.
"No. . .Not really. . ."
"Then what are you waiting for? Find out why she ran! Don't give up without a fight!"
"You know what you're right!" Gordo accepted Lance's hand and he pulled him up. "I'm going after her." Gordo stormed out off the rooftop and into the elevator. He hopped in his car and took off towards the girls dorm.
Lizzie hadn't been in bed two minutes when there was a knock on the door. She should have expected it. She should have known Gordo would come after her. She pulled on her robe and quickly crossed the room to open the door. She looked through the peephole. It was Gordo all right. But he was covered in something.
"Gordo? Are you okay?" Lizzie asked reaching out and brushing whatever it was off of him.
"Lizzie I need to talk to you right now."
"Did you drive through a bakery on the way over?"
"It's really important."
"What is it?"
"IT'S TIRAMISU! Our dessert. You ran off before it got there and I crashed into it." Lizzie fell silent at his outburst. "I need to talk to you."
"Gordo. . .I'm really tired right now, do you think. . ." She was cut off.
"Please. Lizzie Please. My heart is breaking right now. Please. Please." Gordo begged.
"Okay." Lizzie stepped out in the hall and pulled the door shut behind her.
"Lizzie. . .I don't know why you ran off like that but I just came over to say that if you don't want to marry me tell me cause I'll stop wasting my time loving you. I love you I do. And my heart would shatter if we broke up but I need to know what you're thinking." Gordo had grabbed her hands.
"Damnit Gordo! I love you! You know that already! But marriage is a life changing decision! I couldn't live with myself if we ever got divorced!" Lizzie blinked and her tears started falling. She'd told him her fears, now she'd see what he'd say.
"Lizzie. Nothing on earth could ever make me divorce you."
"You say that now, but what if you got tired of me?"
"Not possible." Gordo cradled her face and kissed her lightly. "See every time I kiss you it's like the first time all over again. I still get that feeling." Gordo pushed the hair out of her face. "You are the only one I have eyes for. So if you don't marry me. . .I guess nobody will."
"I'm trusting you Gordo." Lizzie said and he nodded. She took a deep breath. "Okay then. Yes I will marry you." Gordo let out his breath and kissed her passionately. She pushed her back up against the door. When they broke apart he picked her up and twirled her around. Lizzie's laughter filled the hallway.