A/N: I am sorry it took me so long to update this story. Right now, my computer is being incredibly obnoxious. I do not own Lizzie McGuire.
Chapter Eight
Gordo turned on the lights to the living room.
"Gordo?" Lizzie asked.
"Yeah, it's me."
Lizzie looked around, "Where am I?"
Gordo smiled, "You are in my apartment."
"How did I end up here?" Lizzie asked as she sat up.
"You fell asleep while we were working."
"Oh?" Lizzie said, still confused as to why she was in his apartment.
"You were so tired, that when i tried to wake you up, you wouldn't budge."
"Oh," Lizzie said and she yawned, "What time is it?"
"Its a little after two in the morning."
"Oh," Lizzie said and she stood up and yawned again, "Well, thanks, Gordo. You're a real pal. I best be going home now, though," Lizzie said. but she was still tired, and fell back on the couch.
"I am not sure that is such a good idea. You are sleeping here for the night, and you are not allowed to argue," Gordo said and he walked over to her and pulled the covers back over her.
"No, no, I should be in my own apartment. I shouldn't be here. Besides, what would Ethan think if he found out?"
"He already knows."
"How?" Lizzie asked, confused.
"I called him, and he said it was fine with him. Lizzie, it's two AM and you need to get some sleep. Come on, tomorrow I will take you to yor car, and we will call it a day."
"You called him?" Lizzie said.
"Uh, yeah. What? Did I do something wrong?"
"No," Lizzie said, "No. What did he say exactly?"
Gordo sighed, "He just thanked me and asked me to take good care of you."
"Oh," Lizzie said, but somehow she looked unsettled.
"Something wrong?" Gordo said, as he sat next to her on the couch.
Lizzie looked at Gordo, and looked back down, "No, nothing is wrong. In fact, everything is going great. Why wouldn't it be? I mean, I have a boyfriend who cares and trusts me," Lizzie said, on the brink of tears.
"That is right. You are very lucky to have Ethan," Gordo said.
"Yes, very lucky. He is the man of my dreams. He always has been."
Gordo winced, "I am not sure you are having this discussion with the right person. You know, considering you dumped me for Ethan and all."
"Oh, Gordo! I am so sorry! I thought you forgave me for that!"
"I did. It happened over four years ago."
"So you have forgiven me?"
"Yep."
"Are you glad we broke up?" Lizzie asked.
"Yeah," Gordo lied.
Lizzie looked at Gordo for a minute, "It would have probably happened eventually, us breaking up," Lizzie said.
"Oh, why do you say that?" Gordo asked curiously.
"Well, first of all, our vibrations were all wrong," Lizzie said.
"What does that mean?"
"You know, the vibes we get from each other and the way we communicate and stuff," Lizzie explained.
"Hmm, you know, I never thought about it like that. I thought our vibrations were great, actually."
Lizzie and Gordo blushed, realizing what was just said.
"Well, you know what I mean. I thought we were perfect for each other."
"So did I," Lizzie said.
"What?" Gordo said, confused.
"I thought we were perfect for each other, too."
"Then why did you go to Ethan?"
"Well, what I thought was perfect just wasn't. I thought we were going to end up together and get married at some point."
"So did I."
"But I blew it. I knew someone would blow the fuse soon though."
"Was I not good enough for you or something?"
"No, no. It wasn't that. Truthfully, and no offense, but I got so tired of..."
"Yeah?"
Lizzie was trying to conjure up a way to say this without hurting Gordo's feelings, "I just got so tired of dating just one person without the experience of dating more."
"Oh."
"Does that make sense?"
"Yeah, it makes perfect sense. You wanted more adventure and experience. I can't blame you."
"Thanks for being so understanding."
Gordo arose from the couch, "Where are you going?"
"To bed. It's almost two-thirty, and I need some rest. So do you. See you in the morning, Lizzie," Gordo said and he walked into his room and shut the door. He leaned against the door for a moment.
He could not believe he had just had that conversation with Lizzie about all this. Maybe this was good. Maybe this would provide some closure to the whole thing.
But, if it was supposed to provide some sort of closure, how come he still felt something was missing.
On the other side of the door, Lizzie let out a small sigh. What had she done? What had she said? That was all crap. What was all that vibration nonsense? Why was she so insensitive to Gordo's feelings. She was young at the time, and thought she had learned so much from her experience with cheating on Gordo. If she had grown up, though, how come she still felt like a child?"
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A/N: Sorry the chapter is so short. I will update soon! Please review!
Chapter Eight
Gordo turned on the lights to the living room.
"Gordo?" Lizzie asked.
"Yeah, it's me."
Lizzie looked around, "Where am I?"
Gordo smiled, "You are in my apartment."
"How did I end up here?" Lizzie asked as she sat up.
"You fell asleep while we were working."
"Oh?" Lizzie said, still confused as to why she was in his apartment.
"You were so tired, that when i tried to wake you up, you wouldn't budge."
"Oh," Lizzie said and she yawned, "What time is it?"
"Its a little after two in the morning."
"Oh," Lizzie said and she stood up and yawned again, "Well, thanks, Gordo. You're a real pal. I best be going home now, though," Lizzie said. but she was still tired, and fell back on the couch.
"I am not sure that is such a good idea. You are sleeping here for the night, and you are not allowed to argue," Gordo said and he walked over to her and pulled the covers back over her.
"No, no, I should be in my own apartment. I shouldn't be here. Besides, what would Ethan think if he found out?"
"He already knows."
"How?" Lizzie asked, confused.
"I called him, and he said it was fine with him. Lizzie, it's two AM and you need to get some sleep. Come on, tomorrow I will take you to yor car, and we will call it a day."
"You called him?" Lizzie said.
"Uh, yeah. What? Did I do something wrong?"
"No," Lizzie said, "No. What did he say exactly?"
Gordo sighed, "He just thanked me and asked me to take good care of you."
"Oh," Lizzie said, but somehow she looked unsettled.
"Something wrong?" Gordo said, as he sat next to her on the couch.
Lizzie looked at Gordo, and looked back down, "No, nothing is wrong. In fact, everything is going great. Why wouldn't it be? I mean, I have a boyfriend who cares and trusts me," Lizzie said, on the brink of tears.
"That is right. You are very lucky to have Ethan," Gordo said.
"Yes, very lucky. He is the man of my dreams. He always has been."
Gordo winced, "I am not sure you are having this discussion with the right person. You know, considering you dumped me for Ethan and all."
"Oh, Gordo! I am so sorry! I thought you forgave me for that!"
"I did. It happened over four years ago."
"So you have forgiven me?"
"Yep."
"Are you glad we broke up?" Lizzie asked.
"Yeah," Gordo lied.
Lizzie looked at Gordo for a minute, "It would have probably happened eventually, us breaking up," Lizzie said.
"Oh, why do you say that?" Gordo asked curiously.
"Well, first of all, our vibrations were all wrong," Lizzie said.
"What does that mean?"
"You know, the vibes we get from each other and the way we communicate and stuff," Lizzie explained.
"Hmm, you know, I never thought about it like that. I thought our vibrations were great, actually."
Lizzie and Gordo blushed, realizing what was just said.
"Well, you know what I mean. I thought we were perfect for each other."
"So did I," Lizzie said.
"What?" Gordo said, confused.
"I thought we were perfect for each other, too."
"Then why did you go to Ethan?"
"Well, what I thought was perfect just wasn't. I thought we were going to end up together and get married at some point."
"So did I."
"But I blew it. I knew someone would blow the fuse soon though."
"Was I not good enough for you or something?"
"No, no. It wasn't that. Truthfully, and no offense, but I got so tired of..."
"Yeah?"
Lizzie was trying to conjure up a way to say this without hurting Gordo's feelings, "I just got so tired of dating just one person without the experience of dating more."
"Oh."
"Does that make sense?"
"Yeah, it makes perfect sense. You wanted more adventure and experience. I can't blame you."
"Thanks for being so understanding."
Gordo arose from the couch, "Where are you going?"
"To bed. It's almost two-thirty, and I need some rest. So do you. See you in the morning, Lizzie," Gordo said and he walked into his room and shut the door. He leaned against the door for a moment.
He could not believe he had just had that conversation with Lizzie about all this. Maybe this was good. Maybe this would provide some closure to the whole thing.
But, if it was supposed to provide some sort of closure, how come he still felt something was missing.
On the other side of the door, Lizzie let out a small sigh. What had she done? What had she said? That was all crap. What was all that vibration nonsense? Why was she so insensitive to Gordo's feelings. She was young at the time, and thought she had learned so much from her experience with cheating on Gordo. If she had grown up, though, how come she still felt like a child?"
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A/N: Sorry the chapter is so short. I will update soon! Please review!