A/N: This is the last chapter to this fanfic. In case you didn't read the A/N at the beginning of this story, I'll say it again. This fic is based off of "Someone Like You", which is based off of a really awesome book called "Animal Husbandry." Some of the dialog is from it (for example, the whole What have we got to lose thing in this chapter). I don't own the movie or anything like that nor Lizzie McGuire. Ect. Ect. Ect. So, now, on with the last chapter! Thanks so much to all my readers!

I looked away, then i looked back at you.
You tried to say, things that you can't undo.
If i had my way, i'd never get over you.
Today's the day, i pray that we make it through.

Make it through the fall
Make it through it all
Avril Lavigne, "Fall to Pieces"

I watch as Gordo rereads the magazine. I'm crying. And when he looks up at me, wide-eyed and open-mouthed, I have to turn away and hold back even more tears. Finally, he talks. "Lizzie, what's going on? What, what does this mean?"

I pace the room, babbling on. "I thought that maybe, if I could explain attraction and love away, make it based on instinct rather than true connection, maybe then I could overcome my humanity. Maybe then I could move on with life and be content to be single, to know the real truth behind it all. I don't know if I bought into the lie, or if I found the truth, but I do know one thing. Gordo, I love you. I love you! And, I'm sorry for everything I've put you through."

Before I know it, I've collapsed in Gordo's arms, crying. "Lizzie, you don't understand. I love you, too. I always have." He lays his head on mine and holds me tighter. "You know, you should have told me."

"I should have told you a lot of things. You were right. It was about my nature. Out of all the things you said to me that night what scared me the most is that I would find it again. Cause I have." I wait for him to respond, but he doesn't. "Would you please say something?"

"No," he says, laughing softly, sniffling a little.

"So you're saying…."

"What have we got to lose?"

I think a moment. "Everything," I answer.

"Exactly."

I lift my head from his chest and look at him. He has a cute sideways grin and a whole new sparkle in his eyes. He places his hand on my cheek, another on my back, and pulls me to him. His lips melt into mine, my hands run up his chest to his neck, and run over his shoulders and back. He breaks away and smiles at me, a few tears cascading down his cheek. I force his lips back to mine.

He once again breaks apart and takes my hands. "Lizzie, remember when Miranda told us we'd never do anything spontaneous?"

"Yeah."

"Lizzie, marry me. Right now. Marry me."

"Are you serious?"

"I've never been more serious or sure about anything in my whole life," he answers, staring at me with those amazing eyes!

My eyes sparkle, and I leap even more into his arms. "Yes! Gordo, yes!"

Dear Miranda,

Well, you wanted us to be spontaneous. We've eloped, Miranda. Eloped! Gordo and I! By the time you read this, I will be Mrs. Lizzie Gordon. We're going on a cruise for our honeymoon. I'll call you probably within the next couple days. Thanks for letting us have this alone time tonight. I hope you had fun on your date…things seem to be going well with that guy. Hey, don't be afraid to try something spontaneous! I've gotta go marry the man I've always loved; who's always loved me.

Love always,

For the last time…. Lizzie McGuire.

A/N: So, that was a bit of a different ending, but I wanted to have something out of the blue and rather impulsive.