A/N: I don't own LM cause if I did I would be writing a fan fiction.
Thank you a bunch to reviewers! I even got an instant message! Yay! Okay now on with the story..
Underneath A Starry Sky
Lizzie knocked nervously on the door. She took a deep breath. Maybe he'd be blown away by the way she looked, maybe not. Whatever the case, she was going to dinner with him.
He opened the door as soon as she knocked. Lizzie's eyes widened a bit. He looked great with his button down shirt and pants.
Gordo held his breath when he first opened the door. She was even more beautiful then he could remember.
Lizzie pushed a bit of her wavy locks behind her ear, "um you wanna go?" she asked.
"Sure", he said taking her hand.
"Why'd you take me hand?" asked Lizzie, "not that I mind."
"Well you are my date for the night, aren't you?"
"Yea", replied Lizzie. She could tell she was blushing.
They walked to the restaurant. They sat down in a small table in the corner. Lizzie was glad that he didn't pick the place that she worked at.
A waiter came and took their drink orders and then what the wanted to eat.
"So", said Gordo drumming his fingers against the table, "what do you want to talk about?"
"Well", replied Lizzie, "what's happened since I left?" What she really wanted to talk about was him and Miranda but she didn't actually think she should say that.
"Well", replied Gordo even though he really wanted to tell her what he felt, "I got a job in advertising, which is why I'm here. Miranda's a secretary and yah."
"Oh", replied Lizzie.
"Hey", he said looking her in the eye, "what do you really want to talk about?"
Lizzie froze. It was like he could read her mind, "ummm, actually", she didn't know it she should continue. She paused but said it quickly anyway, "d. do you know why I really left?"
Gordo had been caught off guard by the question. He stared at her blankly. He was pretty sure he knew but didn't want to sound conceited if he said 'because you loved me'.
Instead he acted as if he was clueless, "no", he replied.
"Well." she began and took a deep breath finally gathering up the courage to say, "you see.."
Just as Lizzie was about to say something the waiter came over with the ordered food and by mistake had tripped and spilled the spaghetti that she ordered all over her.
"Ah!" Lizzie screamed so loud that all the people in the restaurant turned their heads to see what was happening.
"I'm so sorry!" said the waiter who gave her a napkin, "really, I am!"
Lizzie let out an angry cry and stormed off into the ladies room.
She looked at her beautiful midnight blue blouse, now covered in red tomato sauce. She turned on the sink and dampened a paper towel, trying to make the stain less visible.
After many attempts, she failed to make the stain disappear, "this'll NEVER come out!" she yelled angrily, "Great! My blouse is destroyed, I was just humiliated in front of everyone in the restaurant, and to top it all off I smell like tomatoes!!"
She wanted to cry at the big mess but prevented herself from doing so. "This was supposed to be a nice, romantic evening", she whispered.
She finally came put of the bathroom and watched, as people seemed to stare at her as she walked by. The waiter was at the table.
"I'm so very sorry", he said walking up to her, "look, dinner's on me. Again, very sorry."
Lizzie sighed, "fine", she said snatching a piece of paper that stated that the waiter was paying for the dinner.
"That's something that doesn't happen to you everyday", said Gordo as Lizzie sat down.
Lizzie shot him an annoyed look, even though she wasn't really annoyed at him, "look, let's eat really quickly and get out of here."
"Alright", he said, "but you realize that you have nothing to eat."
"Then, let's just go", she said as she got up, grabbed Gordo by the arm and went outside. It was much better than staying in there.
"You wanna go somewhere better then this?" asked Lizzie.
"Sure", he replied looking into her hazel eyes.
Lizzie took his hand. She walked quickly to a little place filled with little carts that sold items and a bunch of restaurants. There was also a big stage where there was a band performing.
"This is my favorite place in the city", said Lizzie as they went to bench to sit down.
"I can see", Gordo replied taking a good look around, "look at all the shops."
Lizzie slapped his arm playfully, "that's no totally why. The bands here are awesome."
"Really?" said Gordo.
"Yeah", replied Lizzie, "people are always here listing to them. It's like a free concert. Oh, look people are dancing!" Lizzie said excitedly as she pointed to where couples were dancing to a slow song.
"You wanna dance?" Gordo asked Lizzie.
"Ok", said Lizzie. She was tingling all over with excitement.
He held her closely to him. He put his arms around her waist and she put her arms around his neck.
Lizzie put her head on his chest. This all reminded her of dream she had long ago. She just listened to Gordo breath calmly.
Gordo glanced down at Lizzie. She had her head against his chest, her eyes were closed, and she hummed along with the song that was playing. He gave her a tight squeeze and looked up at the night sky.
Once the song had ended the two slowly pulled way. They gazed into each other's eyes for a long time. They both wanted to tell the other one what they felt inside, after all these years.
Gordo took a ringlet of Lizzie's sun-kissed blonde hair that was falling in front of her face and gently brushed it behind her ear and whispered what he was holding inside of him for so long, "I love you Lizzie McGuire."
Lizzie looked up at him into his deep brown eyes. She was lost in the words. He felt what she did. She whispered in soft voice, "I love you too."
He kissed her passionately and wrapped his arms around her. Lizzie, caught in the kiss, her mind went blank. His hand ran through her hair and ended up near her waist. They continued to kiss, beneath the night sky, decorated with stars.
Thank you a bunch to reviewers! I even got an instant message! Yay! Okay now on with the story..
Underneath A Starry Sky
Lizzie knocked nervously on the door. She took a deep breath. Maybe he'd be blown away by the way she looked, maybe not. Whatever the case, she was going to dinner with him.
He opened the door as soon as she knocked. Lizzie's eyes widened a bit. He looked great with his button down shirt and pants.
Gordo held his breath when he first opened the door. She was even more beautiful then he could remember.
Lizzie pushed a bit of her wavy locks behind her ear, "um you wanna go?" she asked.
"Sure", he said taking her hand.
"Why'd you take me hand?" asked Lizzie, "not that I mind."
"Well you are my date for the night, aren't you?"
"Yea", replied Lizzie. She could tell she was blushing.
They walked to the restaurant. They sat down in a small table in the corner. Lizzie was glad that he didn't pick the place that she worked at.
A waiter came and took their drink orders and then what the wanted to eat.
"So", said Gordo drumming his fingers against the table, "what do you want to talk about?"
"Well", replied Lizzie, "what's happened since I left?" What she really wanted to talk about was him and Miranda but she didn't actually think she should say that.
"Well", replied Gordo even though he really wanted to tell her what he felt, "I got a job in advertising, which is why I'm here. Miranda's a secretary and yah."
"Oh", replied Lizzie.
"Hey", he said looking her in the eye, "what do you really want to talk about?"
Lizzie froze. It was like he could read her mind, "ummm, actually", she didn't know it she should continue. She paused but said it quickly anyway, "d. do you know why I really left?"
Gordo had been caught off guard by the question. He stared at her blankly. He was pretty sure he knew but didn't want to sound conceited if he said 'because you loved me'.
Instead he acted as if he was clueless, "no", he replied.
"Well." she began and took a deep breath finally gathering up the courage to say, "you see.."
Just as Lizzie was about to say something the waiter came over with the ordered food and by mistake had tripped and spilled the spaghetti that she ordered all over her.
"Ah!" Lizzie screamed so loud that all the people in the restaurant turned their heads to see what was happening.
"I'm so sorry!" said the waiter who gave her a napkin, "really, I am!"
Lizzie let out an angry cry and stormed off into the ladies room.
She looked at her beautiful midnight blue blouse, now covered in red tomato sauce. She turned on the sink and dampened a paper towel, trying to make the stain less visible.
After many attempts, she failed to make the stain disappear, "this'll NEVER come out!" she yelled angrily, "Great! My blouse is destroyed, I was just humiliated in front of everyone in the restaurant, and to top it all off I smell like tomatoes!!"
She wanted to cry at the big mess but prevented herself from doing so. "This was supposed to be a nice, romantic evening", she whispered.
She finally came put of the bathroom and watched, as people seemed to stare at her as she walked by. The waiter was at the table.
"I'm so very sorry", he said walking up to her, "look, dinner's on me. Again, very sorry."
Lizzie sighed, "fine", she said snatching a piece of paper that stated that the waiter was paying for the dinner.
"That's something that doesn't happen to you everyday", said Gordo as Lizzie sat down.
Lizzie shot him an annoyed look, even though she wasn't really annoyed at him, "look, let's eat really quickly and get out of here."
"Alright", he said, "but you realize that you have nothing to eat."
"Then, let's just go", she said as she got up, grabbed Gordo by the arm and went outside. It was much better than staying in there.
"You wanna go somewhere better then this?" asked Lizzie.
"Sure", he replied looking into her hazel eyes.
Lizzie took his hand. She walked quickly to a little place filled with little carts that sold items and a bunch of restaurants. There was also a big stage where there was a band performing.
"This is my favorite place in the city", said Lizzie as they went to bench to sit down.
"I can see", Gordo replied taking a good look around, "look at all the shops."
Lizzie slapped his arm playfully, "that's no totally why. The bands here are awesome."
"Really?" said Gordo.
"Yeah", replied Lizzie, "people are always here listing to them. It's like a free concert. Oh, look people are dancing!" Lizzie said excitedly as she pointed to where couples were dancing to a slow song.
"You wanna dance?" Gordo asked Lizzie.
"Ok", said Lizzie. She was tingling all over with excitement.
He held her closely to him. He put his arms around her waist and she put her arms around his neck.
Lizzie put her head on his chest. This all reminded her of dream she had long ago. She just listened to Gordo breath calmly.
Gordo glanced down at Lizzie. She had her head against his chest, her eyes were closed, and she hummed along with the song that was playing. He gave her a tight squeeze and looked up at the night sky.
Once the song had ended the two slowly pulled way. They gazed into each other's eyes for a long time. They both wanted to tell the other one what they felt inside, after all these years.
Gordo took a ringlet of Lizzie's sun-kissed blonde hair that was falling in front of her face and gently brushed it behind her ear and whispered what he was holding inside of him for so long, "I love you Lizzie McGuire."
Lizzie looked up at him into his deep brown eyes. She was lost in the words. He felt what she did. She whispered in soft voice, "I love you too."
He kissed her passionately and wrapped his arms around her. Lizzie, caught in the kiss, her mind went blank. His hand ran through her hair and ended up near her waist. They continued to kiss, beneath the night sky, decorated with stars.