Disclaimer: Hello, I do not own Lizzie, Gordo (I wish), Miranda, or any of the other characters in this story. I also do not own the pig-head named Marcus Jones. Nobody owns him, because he is a loser and everyone hates him. Tah-dah!

*Hanging By A Moment*

Chapter 4 – You Take All Of Me  (Or "Lilac Kisses")

I'm living for the only thing I know

I'm running and I'm not quite sure where to go

And I don't know what I'm diving into

Just hanging by a moment here with you

There's nothing else to lose

There's nothing else to find

There's nothing in the world

That could change my mind

There is nothing else

There is nothing else

There is nothing else

Lizzie opened her eyes as Gordo's mouth lifted off hers. All she could do was stand there, breathe, and stare at him.

He was doing the same. Him. Gordo. Loveable, wonderful, smart, intelligent, lovely, perfect, beautiful, forever – Gordo.

Desperate for changing

 "Gordo," she managed to say. It came out in an awe-filled breath.

Starving for truth

"Lizzie," he said softly. 

I'm closer to where I started

"You're…amazing."

I'm chasing after you

"I –" Before he could speak again, Lizzie's arms were around his neck and her lips her pressed against his again.

I'm falling even more in love with you

Letting go of all I've held onto

I'm standing here until you make me move

I'm hanging by a moment here with you

Again. Again. Kiss me.

It's Lizzie. It's Lizzie. Beautiful, sweet, true, honest, pure, angelic, gorgeous, always –Lizzie.

Her sweet taste filled his mouth. Her touch, her feel filled his mind. He was pressed against her, her arms around his neck, his around her, both pulling closer, closer.

I'm living for the only thing I know

I'm running and I'm not quite sure where to go

And I don't know what I'm diving into

Just hanging by a moment here with you

"I think I love you, Gordo. David. My beloved."

He was on fire. "I know I love you, Lizzie. Angel."

She hugged him tight, filling her mind with him.

They walked out into the garden, where a flowering lilac bush sat, and the moon filtered through the trees, lighting everything silver.

"Do you remember," he said. "When I thought I was moving to New York?"

"I cried for two days."

"I know." She was sitting up against him. He was leaning against the lilac bush. He stroked her hair.

"'It's not that bad,' you said. 'It's not forever.'" She looked back at him over her shoulder. "It killed you to say that, didn't it?"

He nodded. They were quite for a while. "Do you remember what I said after that." He knew she remembered.

"'We'll always be together.'" She twisted around again and kissed him softly.

"Always," he repeated.

"Promise?" she asked softly.

"Promised."

She leaned into him, kissing him. Hard. Lilacs rained down around them. She giggled against his mouth.

She sat up, looking down on him. He looked back up at her. She was sitting on him. He was lying in the grass, next to the lilacs. Her face grew serious. Lilac blossoms were sprinkled through her hair. She put two fingers to her mouth, kissed them, and pressed them lightly to his lips.

Forever, she mouthed.

Forever, he agreed.

Just hanging by a moment

Hanging by a moment

Hanging by a moment

Hanging by a moment here with you