Chapter Four: The Cooperation
A/N: You know, Turtle Lady had a really good point in her review. This *isn't* like my other stories. I guess the other ones are so serious that I just want to do a little more laid back one or something... it's different, though, I can "sense it in the air".
I'm so sorry I haven't updated forever! My computer completely went nuts and Microsoft Word wasn't working... for a long time! I was really, really mad until I deleted it and installed it again. Grrr... I'm so sorry you had to wait that long...
I just noticed that this is a lot like That's My Gordo... only in that one Lizzie is using Brian to get Gordo back... and it's all just a misunderstanding. But this is real... ^_^
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Lizzie's POV
I grinned at Gordo. "Okay, Ronnie's sister said he'd be at the Digital Bean at four o'clock." I glanced at my watch. 3:56. Perfect. Just enough time to go over the plan. "You know what you're supposed to do, right?"
He rolled his eyes. "Yes! How many times are you going to go over this? We come in, and you go, "Oh, my gosh, Gordo, you're so funny!" really loudly and then we both laugh. Then we find a table close but not too close to Ronnie and his little buddies, and we laugh until a waitress comes. Then we tell her to order a large French vanilla afternoon pick-me-up with two straws, also very loudly. While we're waiting..."
"Okay!" I said, exasperated. Maybe I *had* repeated the plan a little too much, but it had to be perfect. Or else Ronnie wouldn't buy it, and then we wouldn't get back together, and I would be dateless for all eternity, and I would never have a wedding, or children-
'My god, McGuire, calm yourself down.' I shook my head and took a deep breath, ready for action. This had taken hours of planning, and it was all about to pay off.
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Gordo's POV
I knew it wasn't real. I knew she was using me. I knew that she was resentful to all of this. And, even knowing all these facts, I couldn't help but get excited... a little. I mean, Lizzie's 'master plan' consisted of two kisses on the cheek, endless flirting, drinking from the same smoothie as her, putting my arm around her, and guess what-even one kiss on the lips.
Okay, so she had made it one hundred percent clear that it was only going to be short... and we'd only resort to it if Ronnie didn't give in, but still. It was a kiss, a real kiss. It made a chill run up my spine and spread out through my nerves.
Lizzie grabbed my hand and we slowly pushed open the door to the Digital Bean. I shivered as she touched me, and I think she noticed too on account of she glanced at me slightly. I really needed her, and badly. It was so weird. Was it just a freak coincidence that I was pretending to be Lizzie's boyfriend when I was so secretly in love with her? Or did God do this on purpose, hinting that I should tell her?
Oh no, not another chance I'm going to blow.
"Oh, Gordo, you're so *funny!* I'm so glad you're my *boyfriend*!" Lizzie practically shouted.
I was? What had I said that was so funny?
Then I remembered that our plan had begun.
"Oh, Lizzie..." I tightened my grip on her hand as my eyes darted through the Digital Bean, trying to spot Ronnie. I knew my priorities. I could only dream about Lizzie so much. I also had a duty to attend to. I had to get Ronnie back for Lizzie.
"Over there." She whispered, jerking her head in the direction where Ronnie and his other moronic friends were sitting.
We walked over to a table close to them and Lizzie kissed me right on the cheek as we passed by his table.
"I love you." She whispered into my ear.
At first, it took me by surprise. This wasn't in the plan. It was, 'sit down and wait'... not kiss me before sitting down. Not that I didn't like it, because I did. It felt so... good. It was tender, too, and I was almost sure that I had a red lipgloss mark on my left cheek. Solid proof that Lizzie and I were going out... even though we weren't. I knew I was hysterical, but it seemed to make sense to me for some reason.
I saw Ronnie glance up at us and I quickly wrapped my arm around her waist. Maybe it was to help him realize that we were dating... maybe it was something else. But I had the urge, and she looked at me strangely as I did. We took our seats two tables behind them, and she rested her head on my shoulder. I shivered again.
"Gordo, I don't think it's working." She whispered in between her gritted teeth. "We have to be more... um, something."
"Something like what?" I whispered back.
A waitress appeared out of nowhere, flashing us the famous fake-smile. "Would you two like a drink?"
"Um... yeah." I said, glancing at Ronnie's table, making sure he was listening. "We want a large French vanilla afternoon pick-me-up with two straws."
I saw Ronnie look up and his eye twitch and I grinned. This was working!
Lizzie looked at me with a surprise. "How did you remember all that?"
"I have skills." I smiled at her.
"Uh, sure." She giggled.
I chuckled. "What, I do! You don't believe me?"
"I never said I didn't."
The waitress was watching us, clearly amused. "Cute couple." She muttered, and then left.
It took all the strength I possessed to stop my jaw from dropping. A cute couple? *Cute*? We weren't even *trying* to be a couple... did that mean that Lizzie and I were meant for each other? Or did it mean that we were just very good actors?
"Gordo... what do we do now?" Lizzie bit her lower lip.
"Kiss me." I whispered, and as soon as the phrase left my mouth I regretted it.
"What!?" She exclaimed angrily. "On the lips, you mean?"
"Look, Lizzie... this obviously isn't working like we thought. We have to be more forward! Ronnie will notice us for sure if you kiss me." I mumbled hastily.
"But that's gross!"
My smile dropped. So I was gross. It seemed like a good idea at first... she'd kiss me and everyone would get what they wanted. I'd have all my wishes come true, and she'd get that imbecile Ronnie back. But now- she thought of it as gross!
I shrugged. "Just a suggestion."
Lizzie took a glimpse of Ronnie laughing with his friends and sighed. "Okay." She said, closing her eyes.
I wasn't sure what was happening until she snuggled closer to me and put her arms around my neck. She leaned in closer and closer and closer until finally our lips met. I closed my eyes and drowned in glory as Lizzie and I shared our first kiss.
What we didn't notice was that Ronnie was turning a shade of green you probably didn't think was possible.
A/N: You know, Turtle Lady had a really good point in her review. This *isn't* like my other stories. I guess the other ones are so serious that I just want to do a little more laid back one or something... it's different, though, I can "sense it in the air".
I'm so sorry I haven't updated forever! My computer completely went nuts and Microsoft Word wasn't working... for a long time! I was really, really mad until I deleted it and installed it again. Grrr... I'm so sorry you had to wait that long...
I just noticed that this is a lot like That's My Gordo... only in that one Lizzie is using Brian to get Gordo back... and it's all just a misunderstanding. But this is real... ^_^
***
Lizzie's POV
I grinned at Gordo. "Okay, Ronnie's sister said he'd be at the Digital Bean at four o'clock." I glanced at my watch. 3:56. Perfect. Just enough time to go over the plan. "You know what you're supposed to do, right?"
He rolled his eyes. "Yes! How many times are you going to go over this? We come in, and you go, "Oh, my gosh, Gordo, you're so funny!" really loudly and then we both laugh. Then we find a table close but not too close to Ronnie and his little buddies, and we laugh until a waitress comes. Then we tell her to order a large French vanilla afternoon pick-me-up with two straws, also very loudly. While we're waiting..."
"Okay!" I said, exasperated. Maybe I *had* repeated the plan a little too much, but it had to be perfect. Or else Ronnie wouldn't buy it, and then we wouldn't get back together, and I would be dateless for all eternity, and I would never have a wedding, or children-
'My god, McGuire, calm yourself down.' I shook my head and took a deep breath, ready for action. This had taken hours of planning, and it was all about to pay off.
***
Gordo's POV
I knew it wasn't real. I knew she was using me. I knew that she was resentful to all of this. And, even knowing all these facts, I couldn't help but get excited... a little. I mean, Lizzie's 'master plan' consisted of two kisses on the cheek, endless flirting, drinking from the same smoothie as her, putting my arm around her, and guess what-even one kiss on the lips.
Okay, so she had made it one hundred percent clear that it was only going to be short... and we'd only resort to it if Ronnie didn't give in, but still. It was a kiss, a real kiss. It made a chill run up my spine and spread out through my nerves.
Lizzie grabbed my hand and we slowly pushed open the door to the Digital Bean. I shivered as she touched me, and I think she noticed too on account of she glanced at me slightly. I really needed her, and badly. It was so weird. Was it just a freak coincidence that I was pretending to be Lizzie's boyfriend when I was so secretly in love with her? Or did God do this on purpose, hinting that I should tell her?
Oh no, not another chance I'm going to blow.
"Oh, Gordo, you're so *funny!* I'm so glad you're my *boyfriend*!" Lizzie practically shouted.
I was? What had I said that was so funny?
Then I remembered that our plan had begun.
"Oh, Lizzie..." I tightened my grip on her hand as my eyes darted through the Digital Bean, trying to spot Ronnie. I knew my priorities. I could only dream about Lizzie so much. I also had a duty to attend to. I had to get Ronnie back for Lizzie.
"Over there." She whispered, jerking her head in the direction where Ronnie and his other moronic friends were sitting.
We walked over to a table close to them and Lizzie kissed me right on the cheek as we passed by his table.
"I love you." She whispered into my ear.
At first, it took me by surprise. This wasn't in the plan. It was, 'sit down and wait'... not kiss me before sitting down. Not that I didn't like it, because I did. It felt so... good. It was tender, too, and I was almost sure that I had a red lipgloss mark on my left cheek. Solid proof that Lizzie and I were going out... even though we weren't. I knew I was hysterical, but it seemed to make sense to me for some reason.
I saw Ronnie glance up at us and I quickly wrapped my arm around her waist. Maybe it was to help him realize that we were dating... maybe it was something else. But I had the urge, and she looked at me strangely as I did. We took our seats two tables behind them, and she rested her head on my shoulder. I shivered again.
"Gordo, I don't think it's working." She whispered in between her gritted teeth. "We have to be more... um, something."
"Something like what?" I whispered back.
A waitress appeared out of nowhere, flashing us the famous fake-smile. "Would you two like a drink?"
"Um... yeah." I said, glancing at Ronnie's table, making sure he was listening. "We want a large French vanilla afternoon pick-me-up with two straws."
I saw Ronnie look up and his eye twitch and I grinned. This was working!
Lizzie looked at me with a surprise. "How did you remember all that?"
"I have skills." I smiled at her.
"Uh, sure." She giggled.
I chuckled. "What, I do! You don't believe me?"
"I never said I didn't."
The waitress was watching us, clearly amused. "Cute couple." She muttered, and then left.
It took all the strength I possessed to stop my jaw from dropping. A cute couple? *Cute*? We weren't even *trying* to be a couple... did that mean that Lizzie and I were meant for each other? Or did it mean that we were just very good actors?
"Gordo... what do we do now?" Lizzie bit her lower lip.
"Kiss me." I whispered, and as soon as the phrase left my mouth I regretted it.
"What!?" She exclaimed angrily. "On the lips, you mean?"
"Look, Lizzie... this obviously isn't working like we thought. We have to be more forward! Ronnie will notice us for sure if you kiss me." I mumbled hastily.
"But that's gross!"
My smile dropped. So I was gross. It seemed like a good idea at first... she'd kiss me and everyone would get what they wanted. I'd have all my wishes come true, and she'd get that imbecile Ronnie back. But now- she thought of it as gross!
I shrugged. "Just a suggestion."
Lizzie took a glimpse of Ronnie laughing with his friends and sighed. "Okay." She said, closing her eyes.
I wasn't sure what was happening until she snuggled closer to me and put her arms around my neck. She leaned in closer and closer and closer until finally our lips met. I closed my eyes and drowned in glory as Lizzie and I shared our first kiss.
What we didn't notice was that Ronnie was turning a shade of green you probably didn't think was possible.