A/N – "Thoughts"

Chapter 11 – You Don't Fall, You Trip

Around two in the morning, Lizzie, Miranda, and Gordo came back to McGuire' s. Instead of them each going to their own homes, they were going to crash in the McGuire's living room and then help Lizzie set up for her after-prom party in the afternoon.

Lizzie and Miranda walked upstairs to Lizzie's bedroom, to change in hers and Matt's bathroom, while Gordo changed in the downstairs bathroom.

As Lizzie was washing her makeup off in the bathroom, Miranda was in the bedroom carefully changing out of her dress and into a pair of shorts and a tank top. Putting it up on its hangover, she smiled as she looked at the dress. Gordo's first expression would be forever engrained in her memory. She had never caused anyone to stop dead in their tracks and just stare at her and the fact it was Gordo, made it special to her.

Lizzie's plan had worked perfectly but Miranda hadn't counted on doing the same thing when she saw Gordo in his tux.

Carefully taking out the diamond earrings and putting them in the box, Miranda put the box on top of Lizzie's dresser.

"Bathroom's free," Lizzie called to her. As she walked out of the bathroom, she couldn't help put notice the huge smile on Miranda's face. "How much longer are you gonna be walking around with that stupid goofy smile?" Lizzie teased her.

Miranda just shrugged as she walked into the bathroom.

A half an hour later, they were back in the living room unrolling their sleeping bags.

Lizzie had claimed one of the couches and was laying on it, using her sleeping bag as a blanket. She watched Miranda and Gordo lay down in their sleeping bags on the floor next to the couch.

Miranda immediately fell asleep but Gordo just laid there watched her, and unknown to him, Lizzie was watching him.

As Gordo watched her sleep, she rolled over onto her side facing Gordo and some strands of hair fell across her face. Gordo reached out and gently brushed the hair out of her face and behind her neck.

A small smile appeared on Miranda's sleeping face and almost on reflex, Gordo gently trailed his fingertips across her cheek. As Miranda made a soft whimper at his touch, Gordo quickly pulled his hand away but couldn't keep the small grin off his own face.

Reaching out again, Gordo grabbed the top of her sleeping bag and pulled it up to her shoulder.

As Gordo fell asleep, Lizzie shook her head. "These two are so crushing on each other its sickening," she thought to herself with a chuckle. Pulling her sleeping bag up, she looked down at them one last time. "I am gonna make those two get together tomorrow, even if I have to lock them in the basement."

All too soon, morning came. With a yawn, Gordo slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on his back.

Looking up, he saw Lizzie, sitting Indian style on the couch above him, looking back at him with a grin.

"What?" he asked as he took one hand and wiped the sleep out of his eyes.

Lizzie just continued to grin at him but before he could ask again, he felt something tug on his other arm.

At the same time he looked over, Miranda woke up and opened her eyes. For a brief moment they looked at each other and then their eyes went wide in surprise.

During the night, Miranda and Gordo had moved closer to each other. While Gordo was on his back, Miranda had stayed on her side. With her top arm, she had death grip on Gordo's wrist and her head was resting against his bicep.

Miranda quickly let go of his arm and they slid a few feet away from each other.

Lizzie stood up and shook her head. "You two are hopeless," she said walking towards the downstairs bathroom.

Gordo tossed his sleeping bag open and stood up. He opened his mouth to say something and took a step forward but his feet tangled in the bag and he tripped.

Miranda watched him stumble forward and then start falling; he was going to fall right on top of her. Falling onto her back as she tried to get out of the way, she closed her eyes, turned her head, tensed her body, and put her hands up in anticipation of the crash.

After a few seconds and no impact, she slowly opened her eyes and turned her head back. Gordo had fallen into a pushup position with his hands at either side of her neck and his body was just hovering above hers.

As they looked at each other, they seemed to act on instinct. Miranda reached her hands forward and ran them up his chest and around the back of his neck. Gordo slowly lowered his body on top of hers and moved from his hands to his forearms. Closing their eyes, Gordo slowly lowered his head and their lips were coming together.

Just before their lips met, Mrs. McGuire walked into the kitchen and Matt followed seconds later.

"Mom! What's for breakfast?" Matt yelled.

Gordo quickly rolled off her and a few feet away. As they stared at each other, both were breathing hard and their faces were bright red.

Mrs. McGuire walked into the living room and regarded them cautiously. "Daniella was right," Mrs. McGuire tried to keep a straight face, "You two want pancakes for breakfast?"

Gordo quickly stood up "Yea, sure. Thanks Mrs. McGuire," he said rapidly as he quickly backed up out of the living room.

Mrs. McGuire watched him and then turned back to Miranda. "Everything alright?"

"Yea. Just fine," Miranda answered standing up.

Mrs. McGuire watched Miranda head towards Lizzie's room. "Daniella is gonna love this," she thought amused. Miranda's mom had told her and Roberta, Gordo's mom, a few days ago that something was happening between them. "If it's not Lizzie, Gordo couldn't pick anyone better than Miranda."