Disclaimer: Don't own Lizzie McGuire, or anything else you recognize in this chapter, like "How to Lose a Guy in 10 days", which, by the way, is the cutest movie!

Chapter 13

Lizzie's POV

"Thanks for the ride," I said to Miranda.

"Hey, no problem. If you just need to talk or anything, just call me, doesn't matter what time," she said.

"Thank you," I said again, giving her a hug. Sometime between the beautiful weather at the ceremony and the reception, clouds began to gather. A big, fat drop landed on my nose.

"Aaaargh!" I moaned gloomily. I hated it when it rained, which wasn't often in Southern California. I ran inside, avoided talking to my parents and brother, and escaped to take a long, hot shower. I collapsed into bed, letting the tears I had been holding for the day flow.

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The next morning, I was still huddled under my covers.

"Lizzie!" my mom shouted. "We're going to Aunt Frannie's! Do you want to come? Matt's going!"

"No, it's ok!" I said, trying to sound cheerful. "I have to organize a few things!"

"Are you sure? We're going for dinner too!"

"Yeah, positive!" I called back. "It's fine, I can cook myself, where I actually have a full kitchen."

I heard the garage door open, then the car starting up, and finally they left. I groaned and ran into the bathroom. Morning sickness again. Well, I sure wasn't going back to bed after that. To my displeasure, it was still pouring rain outside.

I washed up and changed, making my bed after. I moped downstairs. What happened last night was still running through my head.

"How are we going to handle this? I'm not ready to have a baby; you're not ready to have a baby! I have to go…" Gordo's words echoed through my head.

I pushed it aside and started downstairs for breakfast. After triumphantly making blueberry pancakes from scratch, I flopped down in front of the TV. My doctor's appointment wasn't until 1:30.

I grabbed a blanket and got cozy on the couch as the rain drummed on the roof. I settled in to watch "How To Lose a Guy in 10 Days." I watched until the part where Kate Hudson and Matthew McConaughey meet when I realized I was not in the mood to watch a romantic movie. I leaned my head against the window and watched the rain come down in torrents. Gordo probably hated me now. I would be all alone through this, and- the doorbell rang in the middle of my feeling sorry for myself and I jumped.

I looked through the peephole and gasped. I threw the door open.

"Gordo!" I exclaimed.

"Lizzie, I'm really sorry," he murmured.

"Oh, my gosh, come in!" He stood shivering, drenched to the skin from the rain.

"What happened?"

"I walked," he said simply. "I needed to talk to you."

"You should probably change. You're going to catch a cold in those wet clothes." I changed the subject. "I'll go get some towels and some of Matt's clothes."

While Gordo was changing, I made some coffee. We sat on the couch, sipping our coffees.

"Listen, Lizzie. I'm really sorry for the way I acted yesterday," he apologized. "I was just really shocked. I mean, you, and me, who would've thought?"

I stared down into my cup, wondering what he was getting at.

"So I thought a lot about this last night, and I think the best solution would be for us to get married."

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sorry so short, but I thought that I would leave it as a cliffhanger! Hehehe, more to come soon!