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**Previous Chapter**

"Listen, Lizzie. I'm really sorry for the way I acted yesterday," Gordo 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."

Chapter 14

Lizzie's POV

"What?!?" I burst out.

"I said-"

"I heard what you said," I interrupted him. "But- us? Married? What are you talking about?"

"I mean, we are having a baby together. It's the right thing to do," Gordo continued.

"Excuse me, David? Do you think that getting married is the best solution for this?"

He looked confused. "I thought that- since," he stammered.

"Maybe if we were in love," I said. Which is why I think we should get married! I thought in my head. "But we're not," I lied, for my half. "We can't make ourselves love each other."

Gordo scooted closer to me and took my hand.

"You're right. I can't make myself love you. Because it happened by itself," Gordo told me softly.

I looked up. "Wha, what?" I said shakily.

"Lizzie, I have wanted to tell you this for a long time, but I never had to courage to. Elizabeth McGuire, I love you. I've loved you ever since I've known you.

I couldn't speak. I sat stunned, his blue eyes boring into mine.

He continued. "Ever since high school, I wanted to tell you, but I didn't because I didn't want to ruin this friendship. Whenever you asked me for advice for guys, my heart was breaking. I always wanted to be that guy. And when I saw you in the morning, even when you had messy hair and no makeup, I would think to myself, God, she's beautiful. Whenever I saw you, I had to fight not to run to you, and hold you in my arms and kiss you. I always wanted to so badly.

"Aaand, now I've made a complete fool of myself," he muttered, when I didn't respond, save for the tear running down my cheek.

"No, Gordo," I replied softly. "You don't know how long I've been waiting for you to say that!" I said, smiling through my tears.

Gordo looked happy and surprised. I leaned closer to him.

"I love you, Gordo."

"I love you, Lizzie," he said, kissing me softly on the lips. We broke apart and we touched foreheads. "And I want you to know that I am 100% behind you, and our baby."

"Thank you," I said, kissing him again. "And hey, listen, about the marriage thing, even though you know, now, we're, us-"

He cut me off by putting his finger to my lips. "I know, Lizzie, I know. I don't care whether or not we're married. I just want to have the baby with you, and be with you for the rest of my life."

Gordo put his arms around me and we sat like that on the couch.

"So, have you told your parents yet?" he asked, resting his chin on my head and stroking my hair.

"No, I wanted to tell you first," I answered. "I have my first doctor's appointment today. You can come if you want to."

"Of course I do! Remember, I am totally behind you all the way."

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Gordo drove me to the doctor's office. It was a large clinic, since there were 5 doctors working there.

"Hi, my name is Elizabeth McGuire, and I have an appointment with Dr. Cheng," I said to the receptionist. Dr. Cheng was an obstetrician and was also the same family doctor I had since I was 10.

"Ok, please fill out these forms," she answered. We filled out forms about insurance, and other things like that.

"Miss McGuire? Right this way," a nurse said at the doorway.

I grabbed Gordo's hand and we followed her into a room. I made Gordo turn around while I changed into the gown. I slid onto the examining table and put my feet in the stirrups.

"Hi, Lizzie," Dr. Cheng said. The 35-year-old, black-haired, tall, doctor walked into the room. "It's great to see you again! How have you been doing?"

"Hi, Dr. Cheng," I greeted her. "I'm fine. Um, this is my um, boyfriend and best friend, David Gordon," I added, gesturing to Gordo. They shook hands. "He's the father."

"Ok, Lizzie, I'm going to do a few tests on you, then I'm going to take a sonogram," she told me.

She went out to develop the tests and Gordo came and sat near me.

"I think we should tell our parents tonight," he said.

"My parents are going to kill me," I sighed.

"Don't worry," he said. Dr. Cheng came back with the results.

"Ok, Lizzie, David, the tests have been developed. Do you want to know the gender of the baby?"

"Can you tell already?" Gordo wondered. She nodded.

Gordo and I looked at each other. "No," we both replied at the same time.

"Alright then. You're about four weeks pregnant, Lizzie. You can expect a beautiful, healthy baby in March, approximately March 20th. Now lie back, and I'm going do your sonogram."

Dr. Cheng rolled the machine closer to us and put the thing on my stomach.

"Ok, here is your uterus. And this is your baby!" she said, pointing out a small white blob. "I'll leave you two alone for a while." Dr. Cheng left and shut the door quietly.

"Oh, god, I can't believe that's out baby!" I said, pointing at the monitor and starting to cry.

"I know!" Gordo exclaimed, hugging me. "That's our baby!"

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Miranda threw open the door. "Lizzie! I was waiting forever, how was the appoint…" She trailed off, seeing Gordo's hand entwined with mine. "Um, did I miss something here?"

"Obviously, Miranda, I told Gordo here," I said. He kissed the top of my head.

"And, I am obviously ok with it," he added.

"Come in, come in!" motioned Miranda.

We told her everything, from getting together to the doctor's office.

"God, finally!" she squealed. "You two were meant for each other!"

We blushed and looked at each other. "Anyways," said Gordo.

"Oh! Here are the pictures of the baby!" I said, handing the sonograms over to Miranda.

"Wow…" she said. "Do you know if it's a girl of a boy yet?"

"The doctor gave us a choice, but we don't want to know," Gordo answered.

"Why not?"

"Well, we thought it would be better if it were a complete surprise," I continued.

"When are you going to tell your parents?" Miranda went on.

"Tonight," I replied. "In fact, we are going out to dinner, then Gordo and his parents are coming over," I said, looking at my watch. "I better go."

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"Lizzie, what are you doing?" my mom asked me. "Umm, you'll find out soon," I said nervously.

Matt went to go get the Gordons, and they entered the living room.

"Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Gordon. Umm, please sit down," I told them.

"Hi Roberta," my mom said to Gordo's mom. "Got any idea what this is about?"

"No clue," she replied.

Gordo stood next to me. "Ok, Mom, Dad, Mr. and Mrs. McGuire. And Matt," he added as an afterthought. "Lizzie and I have something to tell you." He clasped my hand.

My mom gasped. "You two are dating, aren't you?"

"Well, kind of," Gordo stammered.

"Oh, my baby!" his mom cried. "I'm so happy for you two!"

"Wait, wait, Mom, hold on a second. That's not all," Gordo continued. He nodded for me to continue. I took a deep breath and looked at Gordo for support. He squeezed my hand. I took out the sonograms from behind me.

"Here, look at these," I said quietly, passing them around.

"Lizzie, sweetie, these are sonograms," Mom said. "Why are you giving these to us? Whose are these?"

I took a deep breath and Gordo nodded at me again. "Mine. I, I'm…pregnant."

Both sets of parents, plus Matt, sat shocked. Dad was the first to react.

"What?!?" he exploded. "How can you be pregnant?"

"Um, you probably already guessed this, but I'm the father," Gordo said hesitantly.

"Exactly! Gordo, of all people, how could you do this to my daughter?"

"Dad, wait, it's not completely his fault-" I started. Everyone started talking.

"Wait wait, how exactly did this happen? Since when did you two get together?" Mrs. Gordon asked.

"Well, today," I said reluctantly.

"And you ALREADY pregnant?" my mother cried.

"No, it happened about four weeks ago. We were at this party-"

"Oh, I get it," Mom interrupted. "You got drunk, and didn't even know what was happening to you!"

"Lizzie, how could you have been to irresponsible?" my Dad yelled at me.

"Gordo, how could you have let this happen?" Mr. Gordon shouted at Gordo.

"You're lucky that it happened to be Gordo and not some random guy you picked up at that party of yours!" my father accused me.

"Hold on!" I interrupted everyone. They quieted and turned to me. "The thing is that, we love each other, and we love our baby. I'm still going to keep it, no matter what."

"And I will be behind her all the way. I will never leave her," Gordo added, backing me up.

"I can't handle this right now," my dad said, and abruptly started upstairs.

"Sam!" Mom called. She looked at me. "Lizzie, I can't tell you how disappointed I am in you. I don't respect what you let happen to you, but I just want you to know that I will still love you no matter what. I'm going to go talk to your father." She also disappeared upstairs.

Gordo's parents started home too, also extremely upset. Matt went into the kitchen, leaving Gordo and I alone.

"Well, that went horribly," I said, beginning to sob.

"Hey, hey, Lizzie," Gordo said, wrapping his arms around me. I buried my head into his chest.

"Sweetie, it's going to be ok," he whispered. "All that matters is that we love each other, and we're going to raise this baby on love."

"I know," I mumbled, "but I can't stand having my parents so angry at me!"

"Come on, Lizzie. They're going to get over it. They'll still love you no matter what. I know it."

I sniffed and wiped my eyes. "Thank you, Gordo," I murmured to him. "I'm sorry for crying all over your shirt."

"Hey, it's ok," he told me. "Listen, I better go now. I'll see you tomorrow morning."

"Ok." He kissed me lightly on the lips. "Good-night." He let himself out and I walked slowly into the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator and took out the chocolate ice cream.

"So, how're you feeling?"

I jumped. "Matt! I didn't see you!"

He smiled. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, which is why I'm going to eat this whole tub of ice cream," I said sarcastically. "Care to join me?"

"Sure."

"Grab a spoon!"

We both sat on the barstools and ate straight from the bucket.

"So, what do you think?" I asked Matt.

"About you being pregnant?" I nodded. "Well, I think that I'm cool with it," he answered.

"Really?"

"Yeah! I always knew that you and Gordo would also end up together. And I'm glad that it's with Gordon, and not some other guy. I always liked him," he teased.

I ruffled his hair. "Thanks, Matt!" I looked at him. "You know, I can't believe how much you've changed. You're hardly that annoying anymore." Matt punched me lightly in the arm.

"Oh yeah? We'll see about that!"

I laughed, but then became serious again. "How do you think Mom and Dad are going to react? They're not going to throw me out or anything, will they?"

"Of course not," replied Matt. "They're going to get over it, and will probably be the happiest people about this. I mean, they'll get a grandchild. Plus, it's not like you're 16 or anything. You're 22, and an responsible adult- kind of."

"Shut up!" I laughed. "Thank you, Matt. Now I don't think I need to finish this whole box of ice cream." I gave him a big hug and went upstairs to bed.

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A/N: I hope you liked this chapter! I just want to thank ALL OF YOU who reviewed my story! They really help me write this, just to know that ya'll like this story! I'm thinking about starting another story, maybe with them in high school. Tell me ideas if you have them. Please continue to review, I will definitely continue writing! THANK YOU!!!