A/N: Don't own Lizzie McGuire. Except Lizzie's boyfriend Nick, but then again he is not much of character so I don't really care if you steal him. Well maybe his last name cause I like that.

I have been searching my head for inspiration. I'm trying to end this as soon as I can. I'm not one who likes to drag stories on and on. It gets annoying to both the readers and me.

And again, thanks to all the reviews that I've been getting. I'm still surprised by the big response I got by this story.

As for this thr person, no offense but you're odd. I do not remember putting any toads on Gordo's head or putting a fake mustache on Lizzie. As I said. odd.

Well over with the annoying author's note and on to what you want to read..

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Chapter 9: Some Yelling, Some Screaming

There's nothing that would've surprised Nick Bradley more then getting a call from a girl that he had a one night fling with. Especially when she called to tell him that she was pregnant.

He wasn't sure what to make of it. On one hand, he was a father and should try to be in the kid's life. But then again, he barely knew the girl not to mention didn't even live in the same state as she.

He didn't want to do anything really. He wished that it would just all the way.

After all the times he had slapped himself from that moment feeling that he was so stupid. And now well, he felt like a down right idiot.

But he couldn't just leave it. He had to do something. He dialed the number the girl, who was named Miranda Sanchez. He fingers seemed to tremble as he pressed the buttons.

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Nick may have felt bad, but Miranda felt worse. He wasn't in a relationship, she was. He wasn't lying to her potential love of her life, she did.

He had called earlier to tell her that maybe he could fly where she was so that they could work something out.

Miranda's guilty conscience had taken over her. She sat Gordo down to tell him the news that she knew that he would be unhappy with..

Gordo was oblivious to the fact that he was not the father of Miranda's child.

Miranda was pacing slowly around the room. "Gordo", she began but couldn't say it.

She looked at him thoughtfully. "I. Well.. You see.." She couldn't find the words in her head. She sat down next to him and looked into his eyes. She took his hand.

"I really care for you, you know I do. But.." she looked up at the ceiling. "Something's happened.."

Gordo leaned in closer to her. "What?"

"I.. I'm pregnant." Miranda hesitated to say.

"I know that already", replied Gordo.

Miranda sniffed and watched her vision blur as tears began to gather, "The." "The.." She tried to hold back tears. She said quickly without any breaths, "the baby's not yours.."

She then let the tears flow from her eyes. To her surprise, Gordo only wrapped her in his arms and rocked her.

"Shhhhhhhhh", he cooed, "It's okay. Take your time to explain."

"No", Miranda pulled away and violently wiped away a falling tear, "how can you be like this? Gordo, I. I cheated on you. Cheated. Two- timed. And yet all you do is HUG me?"

"Miranda", Gordo said softly, "I'm giving you the chance to explain.. But if you would like me to get all pissed at you."

"No", she stopped him, "you're amazing Gordo.. Why did I do this to you?"

Gordo looked at her thoughtfully. The only reason he could take all this information in was because of his time spent in Boston with Lizzie. He too was guilty of cheating. Sure, he didn't sleep with her but he would hurt Miranda.

Gordo didn't seem angry or upset. He only felt worried for Miranda.

"What happened?" he asked.

"I was drunk."

"Why?"

"Cause I thought you were with.." She paused and then whispered, "her.."

Gordo immediately froze. His soft, warm expression turned into a cold, worried one.

"Gordo?" Miranda asked.

Gordo didn't move or reply.

"Gordo?" Miranda.

"GORDO!" She screamed to get his attention.

"You. you saw her", Miranda assumed in disbelief, "you saw her and you never told me."

Gordo flinched, having suddenly paid attention to Miranda. She was right. He wanted to say no but couldn't find it in him to lie to her.

"YOU TALKED TO HER", Miranda antagonized, "SHE PROBABLY MADE A MOVE ON YOU!!!! I bet you flirted back!"

"Wha. what?" Gordo stuttered.

"Oh come on", Miranda yelled, "you've always liked her!"

"No. No. I." Gordo didn't know what to say.

"You always have and always will!" Miranda yelled at him once more. She ran to the door and slammed it hard.

"Miranda!" Gordo called through the door, "What about you? You're not exactly innocent here either!"

Miranda forced open the door and looked Gordo sharply in the eye, "Well maybe this means that we're over! Obviously we can't just love eachother without going to Boston to smooch other girls and sleep with another guys."

"Fine!" Gordo screamed. He was too upset to even consider. "I WILL go back to Boston and I WILL be with Lizzie."

"Fine!" Miranda yelled after him and slammed the door.

"Glad that's over.." Muttered Gordo as he shut the door to Miranda's apartment, once and for all.

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Lizzie was sitting on the floor. Various pictures of her with her friends surrounded her. She had everything from when she and Gordo were crawling to the time when they were getting their high school diplomas.

The only thing that had been on Lizzie's mind was Gordo lately. Nick had called off the wedding, which she could really care less about. What she realty wanted was to be with Gordo.

She knew that he couldn't give a damn about his relationship with Miranda. It was the sort of thing that he was caught in and seemed unable to get out of.

Lizzie wanted to go back home to Gordo. She wanted to tell him that she needed him. He didn't love Miranda. They loved eachother and obviously wanted to be together.

Lizzie sighed. There was only one way to get what she wanted.