My Only One
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire they belong to Stan Rogow.
A/N: I have to thank my beautiful reviewers. Thanks so much for the awesome reviews. My story wouldn't be here if it weren't for you all. Well to all the Lizzie fans out there I seriously encourage you to see "A Cinderella Story" I actually cried in the movie (tear) Well on with the story (CHOW)
Chapter 5: Can I hold on?
It had been hours since the McGuire's, Miranda, and Gordo had been sitting in the waiting room. The anticipation of hearing any type of news was clogging up the air. Gordo looked down at his hands. If only he hadn't kissed her she wouldn't be in this damned place. She wouldn't be in a place that had death written all over. She wouldn't be in a place where the smell of the needles and medicine was nauseating and excruciating. His mind was flowing with so many thoughts. Why did he have to be such a fool? Lizzie was now in this god-forsaken hospital all cause of him and his selfishness. All because of his damned urge to hold her in his arms and claim her for himself. "Gordo?" Miranda sat next to him and looked into his eyes. "It's not your fault." She had read him like a book. It was so easy top tell what he was thinking. "Miranda if I never kissed her things wouldn't be this way. We would have solved this problem. We would have been out of this for good. But I couldn't control myself. I had to be the self-absorbed freak that fell in love with his best friend. Miranda it is all my fault." Gordo wept quietly. He couldn't take it all. It hurt so bad, like daggers stabbing into his heart non-stop. The voices in his head were pointing the blame at him. Everything was his fault. If only he'd been the one to take Lizzie's place when that car crashed her. "Don't blame yourself Gordo please. Lizzie wouldn't want that. Be strong for her, for yourself, and for our friendship. You think this is easy for me to bear? I'm suffering here Gordo but knowing Lizzie she'd just put on a smile and hope for the best. Don't blame yourself." Miranda took Gordo's hands into her own. Gordo looked up at his best friend. He was so thankful to have her by his side. He hugged Miranda with all his strength. She wept softly into his sweater. He patted her back softly letting her let go of all her fears.
Lizzie shuffled on the hospital bed. She felt as though she had been sleeping for ages. "Ummm….where am I?" Lizzie opened her eyes and looked around. She looked at the blank aquamarine walls, the little table of food on the bedside table. "In the hospital?" Lizzie was wide-awake. Her head felt like a million rocks had landed on it. She looked at her arm. It was bruised and she felt like she had a bump on the back of her head. She touched her forehead and felt the bandage wrapped around it. There was a soft rapping at the door. She didn't feel like answering. The door creaked as it opened. She squinted to get a better view. It was…Gordo.
Gordo saw her lying there in all her beauty and perfection. She looked at him her eyes wide and mysterious like they had always been. "Gordo…" She had whispered. He felt the butterflies in his stomach. "Yeah Lizzie…it's me." Gordo slowly walked up beside her. He sat down at the edge of the bed. "How did this happen? How did I get here?" Lizzie asked. "You got hit by a car Lizzie. On your way…out of school." Gordo reminded her. Lizzie finally recalled the day's events. It felt like a blow to her head just to even think and another blow to her heart just thinking about it. "Look Lizzie about…today at school." Gordo stuttered as he looked for the right words to say to her. He wasn't going to screw up. Not this time. "I wanted to kiss you…but I guess I wasn't concerned about your feelings. I was so absorbed with having you in my arms that I guess nothing else mattered. I was stupid I know and I don't know if you'll ever forgive me and I can…" Lizzie placed a finger to his lips to hush him. "Look Gordo….I didn't mind. Not one bit. But you have to understand. It's hard for me. We've known each other so long that I don't want to screw this up. I don't want to mess up what we have. I really do…" Lizzie quieted herself knowing she was saying everything so wrong. She wasn't saying what she had meant to say for so long. "I can understand Lizzie. I can and I'll wait. I'll wait 'till your ready. I'll be here okay? I'm not going anywhere. Not now, not then, not ever." Gordo replied. His tone was so sincere. She felt the worst person on the Earth for hurting someone as perfect and as angelic as Gordo. She hated doing this to him. Why couldn't she say what she had actually meant? Why was it so hard. Gordo looked over at her and looked away. "He's disappointed in me." Lizzie thought. "I'm sorry Gordo…" Lizzie took his hand in hers. "There's no need to say sorry Lizzie. I can comprehend and I'm cool with it. Just when your ready." He sighed in defeat. He kissed her forehead lightly. "Get better." And with that he left the room. Lizzie burst into tears. She was so stupid, so damn stupid for rejecting the guy of her dreams. Why was she such a fool? Why????? Could he hold on for her? That was all she needed to know.
Gordo heard Lizzie's muffled sobs through the door. She felt as wretched as he did. He poured out his heart and soul to her with no avail. Well goes to show can't say he didn't try. "Come on Gordo don't give up on her. You never did so don't start now. DON'T GIVE UP!!!" His mind shouted and Gordo pushed it out of his head.