Disclaimer: I don't own any of the LM characters. Gordo I wish you were mine!

A/n: Sorry I take too long to update, but I have a lot of stories and it's hard to keep track of what updated and what I didn't. Please review with your thoughts and or criticism.

*FlashBack*

"Lizzie, do me a favor...."

*Pause*

"Grow up!"

He hung up.

*Story*

'Gordo!' Lizzie cried down the hall.

He turned around and saw who it was and continued along with herd of students.

'What was that.' Miranda said walking behind her.

'Gordo's just a little mad at me right now.'

'Why?'

She really wanted to say: Because I'm a loser who can't think for herself. But instead she said,' No reason.'

'That's Gordo, a whole lot of a logic that is wasted upon us.'

'Yeah.'

*Lunch*

Lizzie walked up to Gordo who was talking to Ethan.

'Are you coming to sit with us?'

'Why would I do that?'

'Bro., even I know that, your like totally her bestfriend.'

'Hardly.'

He walked away.

'He sure is moody. I think the height as gotten to his head.'

Lizzie rolled her eyes.

'Gordo!'

'What?'

'I don't see why your mad at me.'

'Of course you wouldn't cause you didn't get permission from Miranda yet.'

'This has nothing to do with Miranda and you know it.'

'You know what Lizzie for once your right, this has nothing to do with Miranda, it has to do with you and how you feel.'

'What?'

'Answer me this Lizzie, how do you feel about me?'

'I-I.'

'Exactly.'

'No, wait!'

'Gordo I really-'

'Hey Guys.' Miranda came up behind them.

'Hey. Lizzie you were saying?'

She looked at Miranda.

'Nothing. Forget about it.'

'Believe me I will.'

He waked away.

'You have impeccable timing don't you?

'What's that supposed to mean?

'You always seem to appear whenever I'm alone with Gordo, why is that?'

'I dunno, you guys are my friends so-'

'No, I don't think that's it.'

'What do you mean.'

'I think you purposely don't want us together because your jealous.'

'Jealous? Of what?'

'Me and Gordo. Well, not any more because you always ruin everything.'

'Don't flatter yourself Lizzie I could care shit about you and Gordo.'

'Oh please, just because he doesn't want you-'

'Oh really? Are you sure you are the one he doesn't want?'

She walked away.

*Phone w/Gordo*

'Gordo?'

'What do you want?'

'Me and Miranda got into a fight.'

'Do you want a medal for that?'

'No.'

'Then what do you want?'

'Don't you want to know what we were fighting about?'

'I couldn't care less.'

'What the hell is your problem? I get in a huge fight with one of my bestfriend's for you and you don't even care.'

'Should I.'

'Your such an asshole.'

'Now you know how it feels.'

'Really? Well, FYI, Miranda likes you and that's the only reason why I didn't want to tell you how much I care about you, in front of her.'

'Lizzie, I could really care less how Miranda feels about me, all I care about is you.'

'Then why are you meaning such a dick.'

'High school effect.'

'Oh.'

'So?'

'Do you want to come over?'

'Sure.'

*Lizzie and Gordo in Lizzie's room*

'You made it.'

'What, were you hoping I got hit by a car?'

'Or a truck.'

'Funny.'

He walked over to her and began kissing her intensely.

'Gordo!'

'What?'

'My parents are downstairs.'

'And?'

'The least you could do is lock the door.'

He walked over and closed the door.

'Is that better?'

'I guess but what's with the sudden burst of hormones?'

'I've liked you since I was five I have a lot of pent up hormones.'

'Really?'

'Yeah, you couldn't tell.'

'Not really.'

'Well, I guess you were use to me, you and Miranda.'

'Yeah, I guess.'

'Enough talking.'

He leaned over and began to kiss her once more this time he ended up on top of her. Then her phone rang.

'Just ignore it.'

'What if it's important?'

'They'll leave a message.'

He kept kissing her and caressing her body slowly.

*Message*

'Lizzie, hey it's Miranda, I just wanted to say I'm sorry for earlier. I guess your not home. Call me later okay?'

*Beep*



'Gordo?'

'What?' He said out of breath.

'I don't think this is right.'

'That's funny, I think it is.'

He kissed her lips, chin, neck, and stomach. She just laid there a guilty conscience on her mind.

'Lizzie, this isn't as fun when your just laying there.'

'What do you want me to do? Miranda sounds really upset and I'm here making out with you, the guy she likes.'

'I'm sure you guys will work it out somehow. Don't worry, I'll be here for you.'

He kissed her lips. 'Okay?'

'Uh-huh.'