Disclaimer: I own Fruit Cup Savior. That is all. Lyrics not mine.
A/N: Le sigh. It's coming to a close. Sad. I think at least. Maybe not. We'll see. You'll all (well most) will probably want more, but I don't know just yet. I'd like to thank every single person who reviewed, you brought me up to my all-time high for reviews. THANKS!
Reviews:
Soozy87: Ah, I've been waiting oh so patiently since I read your horribly misconstrued rant to my GENEROUS reply. I didn't twist your words around. I said it was a good song. Is that not what you said, because on my screen that's what it says. Then, being the conscientious person that I am, I SUGGESTED maybe downloading it so you could actually hear it. I never said you had to have heard the song, the whole purpose of downloading a song is to hear it. That was the point. I don't care if you don't download it. And I'll let it happen whenever I want because there is nothing wrong in my reply. Yours on the other hand could use a little less attitude. And please, don't tell me mine could, this is retaliation not the start.
Chapter 20: I Do It For You
It was now Friday, Lizzie was going over to Gordo's house later. This would be her first time seeing him out of the hospital. She hadn't seen Gordo because she felt needed to get reacquainted with his surroundings once again. Now, was the day she'd see him again.
Obviously, she was a little nervous. Over the days of her visiting, she had met and talked some with his parents. But that was in the hospital, sort of like, safe territory. Now, she was entering their house. Their domain. A place she'd never been to. Parents were scary. Especially the parents of the boy you like. They watch you more. They try and find something about you that isn't suitable for them. 'Just wait until they find out I'm not Jewish. Then it'll be over.' Lizzie continuously thought.
She hesitated at the doorstep and tried to relax. She rang the doorbell and waited. And waited. Finally, she heard some noise.
"I'm coming." An exasperated Gordo said as he approached the door. He opened the door. "Sorry it took so long. Come in."
Lizzie walked into his house. It was more spacious and open than she had pictured it being. It was spotless. "Your house is nice."
"Thanks. You want something to drink before we go down?"
"No, I'm good." Lizzie and Gordo proceeded downstairs. They entered Gordo's family room.
Gordo flopped down on the edge of the wrap around couch and Lizzie sat next to him.
"So, what's the plan?" Lizzie asked.
"I was thinking a movie would be a good start."
"Movie is good."
"Alright. We've got some options," Gordo laid out the DVD boxes and Lizzie chose The Goonies
"Good choice." Gordo replied picking out the DVD and putting it into the player.
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'It's now or never' Gordo thought once the movie ended. He got up and put the movie away. He came back towards Lizzie, but instead of sitting down he stood in front of her.
"What?" Lizzie inquired confused.
Gordo held his hand out towards her, "Will you dance with me?"
"Gordo, there's no music."
"Not yet, but there will be. The remote's right there." He pointed at the remote on the nearby table. "Will you dance with me?"
'Why not?' Lizzie thought and slipped her hand into his, rising. She wrapped her arms around his neck and his found her waist.
Gordo pressed the button on the remote to start the CD where he had it. The familiar instrumentals started and Lizzie felt like crying.
Then, the words. Only, this time, the singer was not only on the CD, but Gordo was right there singing along.
~ |Look into my eyes - you will see | | | | | |What you mean to me | | | | | |Search your heart - search your | |soul | | | | | |And when you find me there you'll | |search no more | | | | | |Don't tell me it's not worth tryin'| |for | | | | | |You can't tell me it's not worth | |dyin' for | | | | | |You know it's true | | | | | |Everything I do - I do it for you | | | | | | | |Look into my heart - you will find | | | | | |There's nothin' there to hide | | | | | |Take me as I am - take my life | | | | | |I would give it all I would | |sacrifice | | | | | |Don't tell me it's not worth fight | |in' for | | | | | |I can't help it there's nothin' I | |want more | | | | | |Ya know it's true | | | | | |Everything I do - I do it for you | | | | | | | |There's no love - like your love | | | | | |And no other - could give more love| | | | | | | |There's nowhere - unless you're | |there | | | | | |All the time - all the way | | | | | | | |Don't tell me it's not worth tryin'| |for | | | | | |I can't help it there's nothin' I | |want more | | | | | |I would fight for you - I'd lie for| |you | | | | | |Walk the wire for you - Ya I'd die | |for you | | | | | | | |Ya know it's true | | | | | |Everything I do - I do it for you~ | | |
Lizzie eyes were transfixed on Gordo's. She was trying not to cry out of pure glee.
"You remembered."
"You really thought I would forget."
"I dunno."
"Lizzie, will you go to prom with me?"
"Yes." She hugged Gordo closely and whispered, "I missed you so much."
"I've missed you too, Liz."
A/N: I don't know about your high schools, but the guys always go elaborate when asking a girl to prom, so I went a little elaborate. Sue me. Actually, no, don't. I just don't know where to go from here. I don't really want to write anything about prom or anything, so I guess it's over. I don't know. We'll see.
A/N: Le sigh. It's coming to a close. Sad. I think at least. Maybe not. We'll see. You'll all (well most) will probably want more, but I don't know just yet. I'd like to thank every single person who reviewed, you brought me up to my all-time high for reviews. THANKS!
Reviews:
Soozy87: Ah, I've been waiting oh so patiently since I read your horribly misconstrued rant to my GENEROUS reply. I didn't twist your words around. I said it was a good song. Is that not what you said, because on my screen that's what it says. Then, being the conscientious person that I am, I SUGGESTED maybe downloading it so you could actually hear it. I never said you had to have heard the song, the whole purpose of downloading a song is to hear it. That was the point. I don't care if you don't download it. And I'll let it happen whenever I want because there is nothing wrong in my reply. Yours on the other hand could use a little less attitude. And please, don't tell me mine could, this is retaliation not the start.
Chapter 20: I Do It For You
It was now Friday, Lizzie was going over to Gordo's house later. This would be her first time seeing him out of the hospital. She hadn't seen Gordo because she felt needed to get reacquainted with his surroundings once again. Now, was the day she'd see him again.
Obviously, she was a little nervous. Over the days of her visiting, she had met and talked some with his parents. But that was in the hospital, sort of like, safe territory. Now, she was entering their house. Their domain. A place she'd never been to. Parents were scary. Especially the parents of the boy you like. They watch you more. They try and find something about you that isn't suitable for them. 'Just wait until they find out I'm not Jewish. Then it'll be over.' Lizzie continuously thought.
She hesitated at the doorstep and tried to relax. She rang the doorbell and waited. And waited. Finally, she heard some noise.
"I'm coming." An exasperated Gordo said as he approached the door. He opened the door. "Sorry it took so long. Come in."
Lizzie walked into his house. It was more spacious and open than she had pictured it being. It was spotless. "Your house is nice."
"Thanks. You want something to drink before we go down?"
"No, I'm good." Lizzie and Gordo proceeded downstairs. They entered Gordo's family room.
Gordo flopped down on the edge of the wrap around couch and Lizzie sat next to him.
"So, what's the plan?" Lizzie asked.
"I was thinking a movie would be a good start."
"Movie is good."
"Alright. We've got some options," Gordo laid out the DVD boxes and Lizzie chose The Goonies
"Good choice." Gordo replied picking out the DVD and putting it into the player.
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'It's now or never' Gordo thought once the movie ended. He got up and put the movie away. He came back towards Lizzie, but instead of sitting down he stood in front of her.
"What?" Lizzie inquired confused.
Gordo held his hand out towards her, "Will you dance with me?"
"Gordo, there's no music."
"Not yet, but there will be. The remote's right there." He pointed at the remote on the nearby table. "Will you dance with me?"
'Why not?' Lizzie thought and slipped her hand into his, rising. She wrapped her arms around his neck and his found her waist.
Gordo pressed the button on the remote to start the CD where he had it. The familiar instrumentals started and Lizzie felt like crying.
Then, the words. Only, this time, the singer was not only on the CD, but Gordo was right there singing along.
~ |Look into my eyes - you will see | | | | | |What you mean to me | | | | | |Search your heart - search your | |soul | | | | | |And when you find me there you'll | |search no more | | | | | |Don't tell me it's not worth tryin'| |for | | | | | |You can't tell me it's not worth | |dyin' for | | | | | |You know it's true | | | | | |Everything I do - I do it for you | | | | | | | |Look into my heart - you will find | | | | | |There's nothin' there to hide | | | | | |Take me as I am - take my life | | | | | |I would give it all I would | |sacrifice | | | | | |Don't tell me it's not worth fight | |in' for | | | | | |I can't help it there's nothin' I | |want more | | | | | |Ya know it's true | | | | | |Everything I do - I do it for you | | | | | | | |There's no love - like your love | | | | | |And no other - could give more love| | | | | | | |There's nowhere - unless you're | |there | | | | | |All the time - all the way | | | | | | | |Don't tell me it's not worth tryin'| |for | | | | | |I can't help it there's nothin' I | |want more | | | | | |I would fight for you - I'd lie for| |you | | | | | |Walk the wire for you - Ya I'd die | |for you | | | | | | | |Ya know it's true | | | | | |Everything I do - I do it for you~ | | |
Lizzie eyes were transfixed on Gordo's. She was trying not to cry out of pure glee.
"You remembered."
"You really thought I would forget."
"I dunno."
"Lizzie, will you go to prom with me?"
"Yes." She hugged Gordo closely and whispered, "I missed you so much."
"I've missed you too, Liz."
A/N: I don't know about your high schools, but the guys always go elaborate when asking a girl to prom, so I went a little elaborate. Sue me. Actually, no, don't. I just don't know where to go from here. I don't really want to write anything about prom or anything, so I guess it's over. I don't know. We'll see.