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The day after Lizzie came home, Gordo realized his little notebook was starting to get relatively full. He could tell, because each time he pulled it out, it looked more and more worn. He didn't care. It had been his savior through the summer. It was a peek into the complicated soul that was David Gordon.
Gordo, Lizzie and Miranda went to the Digital Bean, for old times sake. It was nearing the beginning of their junior year, and some part of them was still clinging to junior high. They played around just like old times. It was as if nothing had changed. They chatted about pointless things, nothing important. This was one of those times where intelligence was not wanted, nor needed. Gordo would keep sneaking glances at Lizzie, and though he knew she was trying to be secretive, he could see her sneaking glances at him as well. He relished in the love emanating through all of them. He knew that the three of them were truly happy, and were once again the three amigos.
Gordo and Lizzie dropped Miranda off at her house yet again. She was always first, considering Gordo and Lizzie practically lived on top of each other. Driving home in the dark, Gordo hummed along to a song he didn't know the name of. Suddenly, he didn't care. He could see Lizzie's amazing profile out of the corner of his eye, and that was enough. They weren't fighting, and almost instantly Gordo's life wasn't as dark as it has once seemed. Gordo was going to drop Lizzie off at her house, but he felt her warm palm on his hand.
"Let's both go to your house, okay Gordo?" Lizzie practically begged. Gordo was a teenage boy, he didn't think about it; at least not with his brain. He immediately nodded yes, and made his way towards his house.
Gordo and Lizzie dashed into the empty house. Gordo knew his mother was probably out somewhere, trying to pick up a date or two. Gordo ran to the living room before Lizzie came anywhere near him, and turned on some music. Frank Sinatra. Gordo figured if he wasn't romantic, then no one was. He bit his lip as Lizzie walked in the room, beaming. She noticed the music and he could see her giggle.
"Oh, Mr. Gordon. You are quite presumptuous. Who exactly said I would be giving you what it is you're expecting?" Gordo saw a smile play slyly at the corner of her lips, even though he could tell she was trying to play serious.
He took the bait. "Why Ms. McGuire, I believe it was you." He winked at her quickly then took a hop down the stair to his kitchen. She followed him and they met in the kitchen, Gordo looking in the refrigerator, and Lizzie with her arms wrapped around his waist.
He felt her head on his shoulder. He could almost taste her breath she was so close. "Do you think we'll get married someday?" Gordo turned around in surprise. He felt her lips brush against his. Electricity pulsed through his body like he was a Christmas tree light. He felt so alive; it was the most amazing feeling in the world. He pulled away and raised an eyebrow at Lizzie. He watched her giggle and flounce her way up the stairs. Gordo assumed he was supposed to follow her, so he did.
When they met again in Gordo's room, it was a much less chaste kiss. They almost kissed each other hungrily, like they were something they'd both desired for so long. Gordo thought idly in the back of his mind, that they probably were. He could feel the heat in his body rising. He leaned into the kiss much longer. When he finally pulled away, he could barely breathe. Gordo watched Lizzie sit down on his bed, and pull her shirt over her head. He gasped, he was sure of it. He shyly turned his eyes toward the ground.
"Lizzie, this is what got you into trouble the first time." Gordo said smartly. It wasn't as if he didn't want it, because he desperately did. He just didn't want to get Lizzie into anymore trouble.
"I don't care anymore Gordo. I love you." Lizzie practically growled. He looked up at her, and saw the truth in her face. He knew that face from anywhere. He had it practically memorized. He nodded and moved toward her, practically attacking her. That was the night Gordo and Lizzie became one. Gordo gave something to Lizzie that he could never retrieve, his love, and his virginity. Gordo hoped Lizzie had given him her love. He lay in bed afterwards, gently stroking Lizzie's hair. He felt so comfortable; he knew that they would be together always. He knew it would last forever. With the last thought, Gordo fell into a deep sleep.
A/N: G'ah! I hoped that wasn't too detailed, because that type of thing just is grodie! Anywhoozle. I want 15 reviews before I post the second to last chapter! ='( I know you're all sad right.right?!
The day after Lizzie came home, Gordo realized his little notebook was starting to get relatively full. He could tell, because each time he pulled it out, it looked more and more worn. He didn't care. It had been his savior through the summer. It was a peek into the complicated soul that was David Gordon.
Gordo, Lizzie and Miranda went to the Digital Bean, for old times sake. It was nearing the beginning of their junior year, and some part of them was still clinging to junior high. They played around just like old times. It was as if nothing had changed. They chatted about pointless things, nothing important. This was one of those times where intelligence was not wanted, nor needed. Gordo would keep sneaking glances at Lizzie, and though he knew she was trying to be secretive, he could see her sneaking glances at him as well. He relished in the love emanating through all of them. He knew that the three of them were truly happy, and were once again the three amigos.
Gordo and Lizzie dropped Miranda off at her house yet again. She was always first, considering Gordo and Lizzie practically lived on top of each other. Driving home in the dark, Gordo hummed along to a song he didn't know the name of. Suddenly, he didn't care. He could see Lizzie's amazing profile out of the corner of his eye, and that was enough. They weren't fighting, and almost instantly Gordo's life wasn't as dark as it has once seemed. Gordo was going to drop Lizzie off at her house, but he felt her warm palm on his hand.
"Let's both go to your house, okay Gordo?" Lizzie practically begged. Gordo was a teenage boy, he didn't think about it; at least not with his brain. He immediately nodded yes, and made his way towards his house.
Gordo and Lizzie dashed into the empty house. Gordo knew his mother was probably out somewhere, trying to pick up a date or two. Gordo ran to the living room before Lizzie came anywhere near him, and turned on some music. Frank Sinatra. Gordo figured if he wasn't romantic, then no one was. He bit his lip as Lizzie walked in the room, beaming. She noticed the music and he could see her giggle.
"Oh, Mr. Gordon. You are quite presumptuous. Who exactly said I would be giving you what it is you're expecting?" Gordo saw a smile play slyly at the corner of her lips, even though he could tell she was trying to play serious.
He took the bait. "Why Ms. McGuire, I believe it was you." He winked at her quickly then took a hop down the stair to his kitchen. She followed him and they met in the kitchen, Gordo looking in the refrigerator, and Lizzie with her arms wrapped around his waist.
He felt her head on his shoulder. He could almost taste her breath she was so close. "Do you think we'll get married someday?" Gordo turned around in surprise. He felt her lips brush against his. Electricity pulsed through his body like he was a Christmas tree light. He felt so alive; it was the most amazing feeling in the world. He pulled away and raised an eyebrow at Lizzie. He watched her giggle and flounce her way up the stairs. Gordo assumed he was supposed to follow her, so he did.
When they met again in Gordo's room, it was a much less chaste kiss. They almost kissed each other hungrily, like they were something they'd both desired for so long. Gordo thought idly in the back of his mind, that they probably were. He could feel the heat in his body rising. He leaned into the kiss much longer. When he finally pulled away, he could barely breathe. Gordo watched Lizzie sit down on his bed, and pull her shirt over her head. He gasped, he was sure of it. He shyly turned his eyes toward the ground.
"Lizzie, this is what got you into trouble the first time." Gordo said smartly. It wasn't as if he didn't want it, because he desperately did. He just didn't want to get Lizzie into anymore trouble.
"I don't care anymore Gordo. I love you." Lizzie practically growled. He looked up at her, and saw the truth in her face. He knew that face from anywhere. He had it practically memorized. He nodded and moved toward her, practically attacking her. That was the night Gordo and Lizzie became one. Gordo gave something to Lizzie that he could never retrieve, his love, and his virginity. Gordo hoped Lizzie had given him her love. He lay in bed afterwards, gently stroking Lizzie's hair. He felt so comfortable; he knew that they would be together always. He knew it would last forever. With the last thought, Gordo fell into a deep sleep.
A/N: G'ah! I hoped that wasn't too detailed, because that type of thing just is grodie! Anywhoozle. I want 15 reviews before I post the second to last chapter! ='( I know you're all sad right.right?!
