Hola!! Thank you for all my reviews, not just for this story for 'You Wish' and the group ff 'While You Were Gone' I'm in. To those who reviewed 'You Wish' I haven't given up on it, I'm just… stuck for ideas! So if you have any for it, let me know at xxbhuntxx@aol.com and I'll give you the credit for it if I use them!!! 'Cuz I really don't know what to put!! I'll probably post up an authors notes chapter with any ideas people have sent and some of my own! Anywayz back to this story!! Thanks for your guesses I won't say who's right because, you know, that'll kinda give it away but someone more or less got it right! Don't go look at the reviews and then read on though!! Well read on, enjoy and keep r&ring!! Oh and I'll try and make this chapter long, just for you fizza-65!!!

Adios!! Bekks xxxxx

P.S. Check out the story 'While You Were Gone' it's posted under orange crush 3, but not until you've r&red my story first!!

Gordo froze. Part of him wanted to place the girl back on the doorstep and run back to Miranda, pretending that nothing had happened. But the rest of him knew he had to take her in, this side of him Gordo wanted to ignore because it was this side that made him want to leave Miranda on the doorstep and pretend nothing had happened.

"What the hell is she doing here?!" A scream echoed around the house. Gordo woke up with a shot then remembered the night before. His parents were still out, but there was one more addition to the house. Miranda stormed down the stairs and Gordo prepared for the worst. "What the hell is Lizzie doing in this house, in your bedroom?" Her face was red and she looked like she was going to cry. Gordo heard someone running and a sickening noise from upstairs and tried to pull off a joke,

"Throwing up by the sound of it!" He started to smile, but taking in what he had just said his face fell and he bounded upstairs, leaving Miranda steaming in the living room. Gordo ran to the bathroom where he found Lizzie sat against the wall, her face white as a sheet and stained with tears. He walked anxiously over to her and sat down on the floor next to her. "Are you okay?" he asked nervously. She looked towards him, her eyes circled with dark rings. Neither of them had slept well the night before. Gordo had carried her up to his room where he eventually managed to bring her round. However she never spoke to him and just curled up into a ball,  which Gordo has spent most of the night watching, partly to make sure she was okay and partly because… well he wasn't sure why. At around 5 o'clock the next morning, Gordo had decided that it was better to leave her for a while and sneak back downstairs where Miranda was sleeping soundly, unaware of anything going on.

"I…I…" Lizzie stammered, not sure what she was trying to say but knew she had to fill the awkward silence that had taken over the room. She bowed her head and ran her hand threw her hair. Gordo placed a hand on her knee and she shrank away, forcing him to remove it very quickly. "Just leave me," she demanded. Gordo did as she said, though very hurt, he left the room and walked downstairs to explain everything to Miranda, she sat on the edge of the sofa looking angrier than he thought was possible. He glanced nervously at her waiting for the shouting to start, except it didn't. Miranda spoke in a tone which was worse than shouting; her tone was full of disappointment and was wobbling on the brink of tears.

"So I'm not enough for you?" she asked, her eyes filling up, "you need a little on the side," Gordo tried to cut in but Miranda stopped him, "just because I said I'm not ready doesn't give you the right to go and get it from any one else, especially Lizzie."

"I'm not with anyone else," Gordo managed to butt in; "I'm not sleeping with Lizzie if that's what you think."

"Yeah whatever," Miranda laughed, her temper rising, "hmmm I find Lizzie in your bedroom and the next minute she's got morning sickness. I'm not stupid Gordo, I can put two and two together!"

Gordo paused, taking in what Miranda had said and realising what situation Lizzie could be in, but he paused for too long, making him look even guiltier. Miranda's face screwed up and she picked up her jacket to leave.

"It's not what you think," Gordo yelled, grabbing her arm, tighter than he intended. She pulled herself away and looked at him dirtily.

"It's exactly what I think." Miranda turned sharply and broke into a run, she ran out of the door and onto the street, leaving Gordo alone, once again.

"Gordo?" a weak voice called from upstairs. He reacted immediately and went up to see what was wrong. Lizzie was lying limply over the edge of the bath, she turned when Gordo walked in and gave him a sad smile which made him cry inside. "Can you help me up?" she put out her hand and Gordo pulled her to her feet. He walked her through, back to his room and sat her on the bed. They sat there, comforted by each other's presence, both of their minds racing with emotions and fears. Gordo was the first to speak.

"Lizzie I really have to ask you something," he waited for her to give a sign that he could continue; she nodded her head, "have you… has someone….are you pregnant?"

The look on Lizzie's face told him that this was the last thing she wanted to answer and as more tears trickled down her face, she started to explain the whole story: begin to end.

There you go, a nice long chapter, 829 words! That's a lot for me! I apologise for the amazing boringness and soppiness of it but it was needed to clear a few things up. Don't worry about Gordo and Miranda I'll get them back together, I hope! Well keep r&ring!

Adios!

Bekks xxxx