Disclaimer & A/N: I do not own Lizzie McGuire. Last chapter is here! ::sniff:: I've grown attached to this story, watching it grow!!! So- taa daaa!!! Read on! Oh, and guess what! I FINALLY watched the "Lizzie McGuire Movie," and it is soooooooooooo cute!!! I know, I'm a bit late, but, whatever! It's sooo great! If I had watched it before, I would have totally changed some stuff in this story to correspond with it! But oh well, what's done is done! Here we gooo!!!

Chapter 17

Gordo's POV

I nervously knotted my tie and looked self-consciously in the mirror. I suddenly realized something and frantically patted at my pockets. I reached into the pocket on the inside of the jacket and felt the velvet box. I sighed with relief. I heard Lizzie's voice coming from the kitchen.

"…and there's two bottles on the counter, in case."

"Lizzie," Mrs. McGuire answered, "I'll be ok. Remember me? The woman who raised you and Matt?"

Lizzie laughed. I loved it when she laughed. "Sorry, Mom. I'm just a little nervous leaving Abby."

"It'll be ok," assured Mr. McGuire.

"Yeah," Lizzie's mom added. "We're going to have lots of fun with our granddaughter."

I joined them in the kitchen. "Ok, bathroom's all yours," I told Lizzie.

"Ok, I just have to slip into my dress," she answered, slipping away.

"Ok, I'll go downstairs and get a taxi." I kissed Abby goodbye. "See you later, Abby." She cooed. The McGuire's winked at me. "Don't worry, we'll be gone by the time you get home," she whispered.

After many failed attempts, I finally waved down a taxi that willingly waited while Lizzie came down.

When she did, she took my breath away. I had grown so used to her just wearing jeans and a T-shirt. Tonight, she wore a long red, sparkly dress. It was fancy, but not too formal. She put her hair down, and smiled at me.

"What do you think?"

"Wowww…" was all I could say.

"It's so great to finally be able to fit into something like this," she giggled. We got into the taxi.

I offered Lizzie my arm as we walked into the restaurant. I held open the door for her, and she grinned.

"What's up with all the chivalrous behavior tonight," she wondered. I didn't answer, but took her hand and went up to the stand.

"Reservation for two, under David Gordon," he said to the maitre 'd.

"Right this way, Mr. Gordon," he said, looking at the paper.

We went through dinner with no problem, and I was glad. I wanted this to be perfect. We finished dessert and started home.

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Lizzie's POV

"I have a surprise for you," Gordo said as we reached the apartment building.

"Oooh, I love surprises. What is it?"

"If I told you, wouldn't be a surprise, would it?" Gordo joked. He took out a length of cloth. I looked at him suspiciously. "Blindfold," he told me. I grudgingly allowed him to put it on me. This surprise better be good, I thought.

He tied the silk cloth gently around me eyes. "Can you see?" he asked.

"Not I thing," I said truthfully. He took my hand and put a hand on my back to guide me. I heard the elevator doors slide open, and we went up to the apartment. I heard the jingling of keys, and I knew that Gordo was opening the door.

"Ok, now wait right here," he said, sitting me on the chair by the door. I heard some shuffling around, and was curiously waiting.

"Ok," Gordo said, pulling me up to my feet and leading me more into the room. He untied the blindfold. I gasped.

The room was dim, and at least twenty candles were lit in the living room. Rose petals were scattered everywhere.

"Gordo, what-" I stopped as Gordo took my hand. He slowly got down on one knee. I swear my heart stopped beating for a second. Was he…?

"Lizzie," he began. "In my whole life, I never thought that I would be so lucky as to fall in love with my best friend." I began to cry, and Gordo seemed to be teary-eyed too. "You make me feel happier than I ever thought I could be," he said softly. A tear ran down my cheek. "And if you'll let me, I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you feel the same way." There was a pause while he fished a box out of his pocket. I felt ready to faint. He opened it and there was a beautiful diamond ring. "Elizabeth McGuire, will you marry me?"

Tears streamed down my cheeks, but I smiled. "Yes," I answered. A grin broke out on Gordo's face. He slipped the ring on my finger. He picked me up and spun me around. He set me back gently on the ground.

"I love you, Lizzie," he said, gazing into my eyes.

"I love you, Gordo," I replied, and we kissed for the first time as an engaged couple.

He turned on the stereo. As we danced, I knew that everything had forever changed, but I was glad. I was going to spend the rest of my life with the people I loved with all my heart.

THE END

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AN: Loved it? Hated it? Tell me! Wow, I actually finished this!!! I didn't really know how to end it, without putting stuff from the sequel. By the way, yes, I am planning to do a sequel, but first I'm going to start another Lizzie McGuire fanfiction. It's going to be called "Sweet Home Hillridge," and it's just a version of "Sweet Home Alabama." So look out for that, and I'll begin to start on the sequel. THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO READ THIS STORY! I LOVE YOU ALL!!! I was actually surprised that I got as many reviews as I did! THANK YOU!!! Please review this last chapter!

With love,

Miss Emmy