Chapter 3
Authors note: Well, I am still going to continue this story, but I'm not sure how in depth I will get to the slash. We'll see ^_^! Please review my story. I will keep writing either way, but it takes about two seconds and it really helps me out to know your opinion. A few swear words, but I am trying to tone down the story a bit.
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Lizzie had said exactly what Gordo had been thinking, but for some reason or another, his heart stopped, and his stomach dropped all the way to his feet, and turned on itself. His throat was extremely dry.
"Wha… What about?"
"Gordo, you're the smartest person I know, and while you may suck at reading people, you are not that stupid!"
Gordo felt stupid, but that was just his mind working hard against him, trying to make his self esteem drop even lower. He wouldn't let it work. "Your right, but I don't know what there is to say about that."
"Listen Gordo, I'm sorry I tried to push you faster than you wanted to go, but I really hope you didn't mean what you said about us not seeing each other. I went home and cried last night, thinking 'damn it, I screwed up our relationship, and for something I didn't even want.' The truth was Gordo, all the other girls at school said that's all guys truly want in a relationship, and so I figured I would give you what you wanted. God I feel like such an ass." Lizzie sort of panted. She had barely taken a breath in all of that. She wanted to get out how she felt, and she wanted to do it quickly. She had just, she thought, blown the only relationship that would ever really matter to her. Or so she though.
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The movie Louis and Tawny were going to see was Two Weeks Notice, a "heart-warming tale of a business man and his secretary, and how the fall in love." Tawny decided to really take advantage of the fact that Louis had said "anything you want."
Louis really didn't care though. All he cared about was the fact that he was here, walking down the street, holding Tawny's hand, and going to see a movie (even if it was a horrible "comedic" romance story) with his girlfriend whom, despite the fact that he had left without saying anything after they had had sex, truly loved.
Twitty approached the two of them from nowhere, and they both sort of jumped. What is he doing here? Louis asked himself. Twitty was interrupting their date, a date that was inevitably crucial to their relationship. If this didn't go well, they could grow further apart because of yesterday's events.
"Uh Twitty… Hey!" Louis waved, while secretly praying that he would go away. "What are you doing here?"
"I saw you two going to the movie so I thought I would join you."
"Oh, that's cool, but I don't think you would enjoy seeing the movie we are going to go see."
"Ahh, I don't mind." Twitty shrugged, not getting the hint.
"NO! You will not enjoy the movie we are going to go see."
He took the hint that time, maybe because of the angry tone that was arising in Louis's voice. "Oh. A date. Gotcha! Wasn't sure what was going on between you two. You both seemed kind of tense earlier. Well, I'll catch you guy anyway."
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Gordo breathed out, and gasped for air. He didn't realize that he had been holding his breathe, but he had. Since Lizzie had started speaking (which was about two minutes ago) until now, he had no so much as breathed, let alone spoke to Lizzie. Not because he felt awkward, but because what Lizzie had said was the biggest relief Gordo had ever had. His throat got a little damper, his heart was slowly beginning to beat again, and his stomach was making the long decent back up to his torso.
While Gordo was ecstatic about what Lizzie had said, he also was sort of sad. She did that for me, despite the fact that she didn't want to, and I looked down upon her for it. He was the one that felt like an ass now, and he just stood there, contemplating exactly what he should say. Last time he spoke with out thinking, he had screwed his relationship with Lizzie, and the line which he spoke would take months to repair. He had said he didn't think they should see each other, and he knew he didn't want that now, but what was it that had possessed him to say that in the first place?
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Louis was pampering Tawny, almost to the point where he was going to either drive her away because he was showering her with too many goods, or drive her away because he couldn't pay to get his underwear cleaned. He had purchased two sodas, a giant tub of popcorn, 3 things of candy, and a little bit of peanuts, bring the total price (based on the extremely expensive prices of California) for the movie to nearly $40.00 dollars.
They sat down in the theatre, in the very back (of course, that's where the best seats are), and the both simultaneously kicked their feet up and onto the back of the chairs in front of them. Louis reached his arm around Tawny, resting it on her shoulder, and the second he did that thoughts of homosexuality jumped into his he. He tried to quickly suppressed them by thinking about was Tawny, and only Tawny.
Despite the darkness of the theatre, Tawny appeared to radiate light. She intently watched the movie, while he intently watched her. The was movie reflecting off of her large beautiful eyes, her wonderful smelling lying on his arm, which was on Tawny's shoulder. She rested her head on Louis's shoulder, and all thoughts of homosexuality had left Louis.
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Lizzie was startled by the fact that Gordo had not said anything to hear. She had just spilled her hart into a twenty second speech, all but flat out saying she loved him, and he stood there. It was baffling. Gordo had never been the type to express his feelings towards other well, but she expected him to at least say something. Maybe he really didn't want to be with her anymore. Maybe he had truly meant what he had said.
The right words never did reach Gordo. In this crucial moment, he could not come up with a combination of words that would suit what Gordo was feeling, and so the two had been standing there awkwardly, just outside of Gordo's house.
Out of no where, Gordo leaned in, lifted Lizzie's chin, and kissed her passionately. That was all the reply that Lizzie McGuire would ever require.