A/N: The mean theme of this story has changed a ton from what I pictured
originally! But it's all good! It's definitely turning into a L/G fic. This
chapter is a good one! It's from Gordo's point of view, because I wanted to
let you know where he's at feeling-wise. Also, I held back as long as I
could, but this is the first chapter that exposes my obsession with the
singer John Mayer! I love his songs, he is so talented! A lot of upcoming
chapters will have his songs in them, just so you know. If you haven't
already, you should really check out his music! It's incredible! Tell me
what you think by reviewing! Thanks. PS: I got rid of the part about
Miranda asking Lizzie is she had a crush on Gordo, it doesn't go along with
the next chapter! And! A new title for the story: No Such Thing!! I
rethought things a litte!
Notes to my Reviewers:
Sharaya: I know you thought it was harsh that Lizzie and Gordo decided they were closer to each other rather than Miranda, I'm sorry you didn't like the way I wrote that part. If you watch the episodes though, you do get a sense that Lizzie and Gordo are closer - Gordo is always the one comforting Lizzie and telling her how great she is.
BeQwerty: I know it was a little random that Miranda figured out that Lizzie likes Gordo, but I was making it seem as though she sensed it through their smiling at one another, which is hard to visualize from a story, I know. I wrote that late last night! So, I think I'll change it! Thanks for pointing it out!
Liz D: It is most definitely a L/G fic! I promise!
Disclaimer: I don't own Lizzie McGuire or any of the characters. The song in this chapter is "Sucker" by John Mayer. It belongs to John Mayer, not me!
No Such Thing
Chapter 7: Sucker
Gordo ran into his house quickly. He wanted to make sure he had enough time to wash up before he was called to dinner. He also wanted some time to think about a few things.
"David?" called his mother.
"Yeah Mom?" Gordo shouted from the top of the stairs.
"Dinner in about 45 minutes ok?" she responded.
"Sure Mom!" he replied, as he continued down the hall to his bedroom.
He entered and closed the door behind him. He put the CD of John Mayer songs he had burned into his stereo, and lay down on top of his bed, going over the days events in his head. One thing was for sure about Gordo: he was a thinker. He was constantly analyzing things, looking for meaning and explanations. Maybe it was his parents influence, he didn't know. All he knew was that something was happening; something big. He knew when he came back here that his feelings for Lizzie were different. It had taken an experience in New York to change them.
Before he left for college, he told himself that he would tell Lizzie he had considered her to be more than a best friend. But he didn't. He had chickened out, worried that she thought too much of him as a brother, not a romantic interest. So, he laid those feelings to rest; moved them to the back shelf. He covered them up by dating Kayla, his first serious girlfriend. They had only gone out a few months, and Gordo had really liked her, but he could tell quickly she wasn't The One. Lizzie may well not be The One either, but right now she was a strong candidate. All those feelings he had buried came flooding back the night before, when they talked. He didn't regret it though. He needed her to know how he felt, at least to that extent. He had told her that she was his best friend in the world. No more, no less. She had told him she felt the same. That was where it had ended. He needed a sign before he went any further. He had to confirm that she felt somewhat the same as him. Right now he was confused.
Gordo let out a huge sigh and set his stereo to play the 3rd song on the CD. It was "Sucker", his very favorite. Gordo closed his eyes and listened to the lyrics, which were ironically reminiscent of his current situation. The music started up with plucking guitar strings. Then John Mayer's smooth voice began to sing.
Sometimes
I wish that I was the weather
you'd bring me up in conversation forever
and when it rained
I'd be the talk of the day Sometimes
I wish that I was a cold beer
I'd rest assured that you would hold me near you
I'd be guaranteed to be just what you need And there could be no other way
cause you're so vain
your tired words are all the same
I would surely walk away
if I wasn't such a sucker for you
I am definitely a sucker for Lizzie, Gordo though to himself. He always had been. When they were in middle school, when she liked someone, forget about it. He would nitpick the person, deem them shallow, and tell Lizzie she was too vain, too superficial. He was very overprotective of her. But it was because he loved her. He wished he could explain that. Did she ever think about him like this? Did she talk about him to Miranda? Did she feel the same way? He didn't know the answers to those questions. All he had was that smile she gave him when he left. There was just something about the way she had smiled at him. Her eyes had lit up, and he wanted so much to look deeply into them, to see if they held a secret love for him. Gordo closed his eyes. All he wanted to do was think about her smile, and replay that instant in his head. David Gordon was a sucker for Lizzie McGuire.
TBC!!
I know, it was different, but you need Gordo's perspective! Review!
Notes to my Reviewers:
Sharaya: I know you thought it was harsh that Lizzie and Gordo decided they were closer to each other rather than Miranda, I'm sorry you didn't like the way I wrote that part. If you watch the episodes though, you do get a sense that Lizzie and Gordo are closer - Gordo is always the one comforting Lizzie and telling her how great she is.
BeQwerty: I know it was a little random that Miranda figured out that Lizzie likes Gordo, but I was making it seem as though she sensed it through their smiling at one another, which is hard to visualize from a story, I know. I wrote that late last night! So, I think I'll change it! Thanks for pointing it out!
Liz D: It is most definitely a L/G fic! I promise!
Disclaimer: I don't own Lizzie McGuire or any of the characters. The song in this chapter is "Sucker" by John Mayer. It belongs to John Mayer, not me!
No Such Thing
Chapter 7: Sucker
Gordo ran into his house quickly. He wanted to make sure he had enough time to wash up before he was called to dinner. He also wanted some time to think about a few things.
"David?" called his mother.
"Yeah Mom?" Gordo shouted from the top of the stairs.
"Dinner in about 45 minutes ok?" she responded.
"Sure Mom!" he replied, as he continued down the hall to his bedroom.
He entered and closed the door behind him. He put the CD of John Mayer songs he had burned into his stereo, and lay down on top of his bed, going over the days events in his head. One thing was for sure about Gordo: he was a thinker. He was constantly analyzing things, looking for meaning and explanations. Maybe it was his parents influence, he didn't know. All he knew was that something was happening; something big. He knew when he came back here that his feelings for Lizzie were different. It had taken an experience in New York to change them.
Before he left for college, he told himself that he would tell Lizzie he had considered her to be more than a best friend. But he didn't. He had chickened out, worried that she thought too much of him as a brother, not a romantic interest. So, he laid those feelings to rest; moved them to the back shelf. He covered them up by dating Kayla, his first serious girlfriend. They had only gone out a few months, and Gordo had really liked her, but he could tell quickly she wasn't The One. Lizzie may well not be The One either, but right now she was a strong candidate. All those feelings he had buried came flooding back the night before, when they talked. He didn't regret it though. He needed her to know how he felt, at least to that extent. He had told her that she was his best friend in the world. No more, no less. She had told him she felt the same. That was where it had ended. He needed a sign before he went any further. He had to confirm that she felt somewhat the same as him. Right now he was confused.
Gordo let out a huge sigh and set his stereo to play the 3rd song on the CD. It was "Sucker", his very favorite. Gordo closed his eyes and listened to the lyrics, which were ironically reminiscent of his current situation. The music started up with plucking guitar strings. Then John Mayer's smooth voice began to sing.
Sometimes
I wish that I was the weather
you'd bring me up in conversation forever
and when it rained
I'd be the talk of the day Sometimes
I wish that I was a cold beer
I'd rest assured that you would hold me near you
I'd be guaranteed to be just what you need And there could be no other way
cause you're so vain
your tired words are all the same
I would surely walk away
if I wasn't such a sucker for you
I am definitely a sucker for Lizzie, Gordo though to himself. He always had been. When they were in middle school, when she liked someone, forget about it. He would nitpick the person, deem them shallow, and tell Lizzie she was too vain, too superficial. He was very overprotective of her. But it was because he loved her. He wished he could explain that. Did she ever think about him like this? Did she talk about him to Miranda? Did she feel the same way? He didn't know the answers to those questions. All he had was that smile she gave him when he left. There was just something about the way she had smiled at him. Her eyes had lit up, and he wanted so much to look deeply into them, to see if they held a secret love for him. Gordo closed his eyes. All he wanted to do was think about her smile, and replay that instant in his head. David Gordon was a sucker for Lizzie McGuire.
TBC!!
I know, it was different, but you need Gordo's perspective! Review!