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Gordo stared at Lizzie's face. It had been a week since the whole Luke-Vase thing had happened and things still hadn't returned to normal. But how could they? Gordo remembered the phone call he had gotten from Lizzie the night before at midnight. He had groped for the phone and when he answered it, her voice chilled his bones.
"David!" she cried softly. Gordo shot up straight and paid attention.
"What's wrong? Lizzie, are you okay?" he begged of the receiver.
"I.I.oh my god! Please help me David!" she cried quietly. Gordo took a shallow breath and spoke gently.
"Lizzie, What happened?" he asked, hoping his worst fears weren't true.
"It's Luke. Hhhh.he..he hit me, David." She stumbled. Gordo felt anger rise in his to his cheeks. "He just came home and started hitting me and-oh my god!" gasped Lizzie, halfway through her sentence.
"Lizzie! Lizzie!" cried Gordo, but he heard Luke's voice in the distance, like Lizzie had dropped the phone.
"You stupid whore!" screamed Luke. Gordo heard a loud crack and Lizzie's piercing scream and then something that made his heart melt. "Please stop! Please don't hurt me!" she cried with the only true fear Gordo had ever heard in her voice. Gordo felt like a loser and a failure. Why wasn't HE there to hold Lizzie and help her?? As Gordo drove to Lizzie's house he remembered the exact day that he realized Lizzie McGuire had stolen his heart and ripped it apart.
[x] fl@shb@ck to Lizzie's Wedding [x]
Lizzie twirled in her beautiful gown and smiled. She looked the perfect bride in every way. Except in one- Gordo decided. He thought that the one thing to make this day truly perfect would be for him to be marrying Lizzie, not that country clubber and business-is-my-life loser, Luke. Of course, Gordo envied their love and happiness, but he knew that he would always envy Lizzie McGuire's lovers unless he was one of them.
"Gordo? Gordo!?" cried Lizzie. Gordo shook his head free and looked at her. She looked amazing. Her dress was from Alfred Angelo- a custom design that Luke's yuppy parents had insisted on for Lizzie. It had a fitted t-shirt cut up and a flowing and beautiful ball gown bottom to it. And when Lizzie turned the fabric moved with her and swayed. The surprise of the dress was the back. It was laced like a corset from the neck to the LOW back. Gordo salivated when she bought it and now when she was wearing it.
"You're a little dazed." commented Lizzie, staring at him and laughing. Gordo mustered up all of his courage and said what was on his mind.
"You're a little beautiful. Actually, really beautiful." He said. Now he could only hope and pray. "And I love you, Elizabeth McGuire."
Lizzie dropped her bouquet and her jaw. She covered her mouth with her white kid gloves and stared. Gordo knew he should've shut-up.
"Gordo..I.I mean..I don't..I can't." she stumbled.
Gordo held up his hand to stop her from talking. "It's okay, McGuire." He said softly. Lizzie still stared at him. There was a knock at the door and Miranda's head popped in.
"Lizzie, come on! Time to get married!" she said happily. Lizzie forced a smile and nodded.
"I'll be right there." She said quietly. Miranda nodded and closed the door. Gordo stared at Lizzie sadly.
"Gordo, I don't love you. I love Luke and nothing will ever change that. But you are my best friend and nothing will ever change THAT either." She said taking Gordo's hand. He hugged Lizzie and smiled.
"Come on, McGuire, let's get you down the aisle." He said, forcing happiness and enthusiasm and resisting the urge to run down the aisle and knock out the groom.
[x] end of fl@shb@ck [x]
As Gordo drove he thought about what Lizzie would say today if he told her he still loved her. Then Gordo thought about someone else-someone that would be heartbroken if he confessed his undying love for Lizzie. That someone was Gordo's girlfriend of two years-----
[x] I need a nameeeeeee!!!! Ahhh!!!!!! -Ducky [x]
Gordo stared at Lizzie's face. It had been a week since the whole Luke-Vase thing had happened and things still hadn't returned to normal. But how could they? Gordo remembered the phone call he had gotten from Lizzie the night before at midnight. He had groped for the phone and when he answered it, her voice chilled his bones.
"David!" she cried softly. Gordo shot up straight and paid attention.
"What's wrong? Lizzie, are you okay?" he begged of the receiver.
"I.I.oh my god! Please help me David!" she cried quietly. Gordo took a shallow breath and spoke gently.
"Lizzie, What happened?" he asked, hoping his worst fears weren't true.
"It's Luke. Hhhh.he..he hit me, David." She stumbled. Gordo felt anger rise in his to his cheeks. "He just came home and started hitting me and-oh my god!" gasped Lizzie, halfway through her sentence.
"Lizzie! Lizzie!" cried Gordo, but he heard Luke's voice in the distance, like Lizzie had dropped the phone.
"You stupid whore!" screamed Luke. Gordo heard a loud crack and Lizzie's piercing scream and then something that made his heart melt. "Please stop! Please don't hurt me!" she cried with the only true fear Gordo had ever heard in her voice. Gordo felt like a loser and a failure. Why wasn't HE there to hold Lizzie and help her?? As Gordo drove to Lizzie's house he remembered the exact day that he realized Lizzie McGuire had stolen his heart and ripped it apart.
[x] fl@shb@ck to Lizzie's Wedding [x]
Lizzie twirled in her beautiful gown and smiled. She looked the perfect bride in every way. Except in one- Gordo decided. He thought that the one thing to make this day truly perfect would be for him to be marrying Lizzie, not that country clubber and business-is-my-life loser, Luke. Of course, Gordo envied their love and happiness, but he knew that he would always envy Lizzie McGuire's lovers unless he was one of them.
"Gordo? Gordo!?" cried Lizzie. Gordo shook his head free and looked at her. She looked amazing. Her dress was from Alfred Angelo- a custom design that Luke's yuppy parents had insisted on for Lizzie. It had a fitted t-shirt cut up and a flowing and beautiful ball gown bottom to it. And when Lizzie turned the fabric moved with her and swayed. The surprise of the dress was the back. It was laced like a corset from the neck to the LOW back. Gordo salivated when she bought it and now when she was wearing it.
"You're a little dazed." commented Lizzie, staring at him and laughing. Gordo mustered up all of his courage and said what was on his mind.
"You're a little beautiful. Actually, really beautiful." He said. Now he could only hope and pray. "And I love you, Elizabeth McGuire."
Lizzie dropped her bouquet and her jaw. She covered her mouth with her white kid gloves and stared. Gordo knew he should've shut-up.
"Gordo..I.I mean..I don't..I can't." she stumbled.
Gordo held up his hand to stop her from talking. "It's okay, McGuire." He said softly. Lizzie still stared at him. There was a knock at the door and Miranda's head popped in.
"Lizzie, come on! Time to get married!" she said happily. Lizzie forced a smile and nodded.
"I'll be right there." She said quietly. Miranda nodded and closed the door. Gordo stared at Lizzie sadly.
"Gordo, I don't love you. I love Luke and nothing will ever change that. But you are my best friend and nothing will ever change THAT either." She said taking Gordo's hand. He hugged Lizzie and smiled.
"Come on, McGuire, let's get you down the aisle." He said, forcing happiness and enthusiasm and resisting the urge to run down the aisle and knock out the groom.
[x] end of fl@shb@ck [x]
As Gordo drove he thought about what Lizzie would say today if he told her he still loved her. Then Gordo thought about someone else-someone that would be heartbroken if he confessed his undying love for Lizzie. That someone was Gordo's girlfriend of two years-----
[x] I need a nameeeeeee!!!! Ahhh!!!!!! -Ducky [x]