(DISCLAIMER: I don't own Lizzie McGuire, or any other characters except those I make.)
AND A WARNING: This chapter has a suspicious and sad beginning, but it ends happy, I promise!
Miranda and Larry walked back to where Lizzie and Gordo waited. Miranda had an excited look on her face, so Lizzie and Gordo assumed that Larry had agreed. While they walked around the mall, Miranda told them the news, and what they had planned on doing later on. Lizzie had already asked to stay at Gordo's house after she had gotten a call that her parents were gonna be in Detroit longer than they had thought, and that Matt was staying at Lanny's until they were back.
They were all on their way out to go over to Lizzie's and watch a few movies, and they were crossing the street, when Lizzie heard a car's horn blaring loudly. A large cab was headed toward her, brakes screeching. Gordo quickly jumped in the way and tried to stop the car, but he couldn't.
He simply got himself scraped and cut by the windshield, while Lizzie got hit, and the cab drove away at top speed. Gordo, not caring about his own wounds, scrambled from where he was, and ran over to Lizzie, screaming to the cab, "WHY DONTCHA WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING, YOU BASTARD!!!"
He quickly held Lizzie in his arms.
"Lizzie! Lizzie, can you hear me?"
Miranda stepped closer- "Is she...."
Gordo was both heartbroken and relieved when he heard Lizzie gave out a groan of pain. She was alive, but she was unconscious and hurt. "I'm taking her to a doctor." Gordo said, and he began to pick Lizzie up. Miranda tried to stop him.
"Gordo, you're pretty cut up yourself."
"Forget about me, Miranda! Lizzie needs help!"
And that being said, he quickly ran off with Lizzie in his arms. In about five minutes of running, he reached the emergency room, blood running down his face. He approached the counter and talked to the nurse. "Nurse, we need a doctor- this is Lizzie McGuire, and she's been hit by a car."
"Young man, you're badly-"
"Now, lady! Come on!"
The nurse shrugged and called for a doctor. Several doctors came, and put Lizzie on a bed, and rolled her into the treatment room, as Gordo followed, giving them the information they needed.
"Mr. Gordon, you're cut up pretty badly. What happened?'' one of the doctors said.
"Oh....I was hit first, but it had more of an impact on Lizzie."
"Well, we're gonna have those cuts treated for you, all right?."
ABOUT AN HOUR LATER
The doctors had just finished bandaging Gordo up. A nurse walked into the room and told Gordo, "Lizzie's okay, she wasn't hit as bad as you thought."
"She wasn't?"
"No, in fact, you're in a worse condition than she is."
"Where is she?"
"She's in that room- you can see her, she's regained consciousness."
Gordo walked through the door that the nurse pointed through. He looked around to see that Lizzie was the only one in the room, besides him. He walked to where Lizzie lay on a bed.
"Hey, baby. Are you feeling okay?"
Lizzie sat up, and embraced Gordo on a tight hug, tears starting to run down her face.
"Gordo, I might have lost you!"
"I's okay, I'm right here."
Lizzie sniffled, saying, "The doctor's said that I could have been dead if you hadn't jumped in the way. But, Gordo.......why?"
"I love you, Lizzie. I couldn't let something like that happen to you."
Lizzie again hugged Gordo, emptying herself of all the tears inside. After a few more minutes, after Lizzie was done crying and was talking with Gordo, a doctor walked in, and said, "OK, you two. All you two need to do is fill out these forms, and you're free to go."
Lizzie and Gordo quickly filed out and left, to find Miranda and Larry firmly holding hands in the waiting room. They both stood up, asking them if they were okay, if they had been badly damaged, blah blah, yak yak. Once the questions were all answered, they all went to Lizzie's house and put in a movie.
Lizzie was still in some pain, so she and Gordo snuggled together on the sofa, while Larry and Miranda cuddled on the loveseat. When the movie was over, Larry and Miranda left, and Lizzie started to get up, but she let out a cry of pain, and sank back onto the sofa. Gordo told her that he'd be right back. he quickly went out back, and started the hot tub. He carried Lizzie up to her room, and she changed into her swimming suit, while Gordo did the same.
He then gently picked Lizzie up, carried her outside and placed her into the bubbling water, and got in after he had done so. Lizzie ran her hand across Gordo's back.
"I love you, Gordo. I don't deserve it, but you treat me so good, like I'm an angel."
"You are my angel, Lizzie. I love you more than anything." He said, running his hand through her hair. Lizzie smiled and passionately kissed him. Then, she laid her head on his shoulder, and soon fell asleep. After Gordo had noticed, he turned the water off, and picked Lizzie up. He dried her and himself off, and carried her up to his room. He placed her in her bed, and started out the door. But on the way out, he heard Lizzie say in almost a whisper, "Gordo, don't leave me." He thought he was hearing things, so he took a few more steps, when he knew he heard her saying, "Gordo, please stay?"
He couldn't leave her if she was going to feel this way. He changed and got into the bed with her. She reached up, and pulled him into one of the deepest kisses either of them had ever been through. After five more minutes, Lizzie rested her head on Gordo's chest and they both drifted into a peaceful sleep.
AND A WARNING: This chapter has a suspicious and sad beginning, but it ends happy, I promise!
Miranda and Larry walked back to where Lizzie and Gordo waited. Miranda had an excited look on her face, so Lizzie and Gordo assumed that Larry had agreed. While they walked around the mall, Miranda told them the news, and what they had planned on doing later on. Lizzie had already asked to stay at Gordo's house after she had gotten a call that her parents were gonna be in Detroit longer than they had thought, and that Matt was staying at Lanny's until they were back.
They were all on their way out to go over to Lizzie's and watch a few movies, and they were crossing the street, when Lizzie heard a car's horn blaring loudly. A large cab was headed toward her, brakes screeching. Gordo quickly jumped in the way and tried to stop the car, but he couldn't.
He simply got himself scraped and cut by the windshield, while Lizzie got hit, and the cab drove away at top speed. Gordo, not caring about his own wounds, scrambled from where he was, and ran over to Lizzie, screaming to the cab, "WHY DONTCHA WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING, YOU BASTARD!!!"
He quickly held Lizzie in his arms.
"Lizzie! Lizzie, can you hear me?"
Miranda stepped closer- "Is she...."
Gordo was both heartbroken and relieved when he heard Lizzie gave out a groan of pain. She was alive, but she was unconscious and hurt. "I'm taking her to a doctor." Gordo said, and he began to pick Lizzie up. Miranda tried to stop him.
"Gordo, you're pretty cut up yourself."
"Forget about me, Miranda! Lizzie needs help!"
And that being said, he quickly ran off with Lizzie in his arms. In about five minutes of running, he reached the emergency room, blood running down his face. He approached the counter and talked to the nurse. "Nurse, we need a doctor- this is Lizzie McGuire, and she's been hit by a car."
"Young man, you're badly-"
"Now, lady! Come on!"
The nurse shrugged and called for a doctor. Several doctors came, and put Lizzie on a bed, and rolled her into the treatment room, as Gordo followed, giving them the information they needed.
"Mr. Gordon, you're cut up pretty badly. What happened?'' one of the doctors said.
"Oh....I was hit first, but it had more of an impact on Lizzie."
"Well, we're gonna have those cuts treated for you, all right?."
ABOUT AN HOUR LATER
The doctors had just finished bandaging Gordo up. A nurse walked into the room and told Gordo, "Lizzie's okay, she wasn't hit as bad as you thought."
"She wasn't?"
"No, in fact, you're in a worse condition than she is."
"Where is she?"
"She's in that room- you can see her, she's regained consciousness."
Gordo walked through the door that the nurse pointed through. He looked around to see that Lizzie was the only one in the room, besides him. He walked to where Lizzie lay on a bed.
"Hey, baby. Are you feeling okay?"
Lizzie sat up, and embraced Gordo on a tight hug, tears starting to run down her face.
"Gordo, I might have lost you!"
"I's okay, I'm right here."
Lizzie sniffled, saying, "The doctor's said that I could have been dead if you hadn't jumped in the way. But, Gordo.......why?"
"I love you, Lizzie. I couldn't let something like that happen to you."
Lizzie again hugged Gordo, emptying herself of all the tears inside. After a few more minutes, after Lizzie was done crying and was talking with Gordo, a doctor walked in, and said, "OK, you two. All you two need to do is fill out these forms, and you're free to go."
Lizzie and Gordo quickly filed out and left, to find Miranda and Larry firmly holding hands in the waiting room. They both stood up, asking them if they were okay, if they had been badly damaged, blah blah, yak yak. Once the questions were all answered, they all went to Lizzie's house and put in a movie.
Lizzie was still in some pain, so she and Gordo snuggled together on the sofa, while Larry and Miranda cuddled on the loveseat. When the movie was over, Larry and Miranda left, and Lizzie started to get up, but she let out a cry of pain, and sank back onto the sofa. Gordo told her that he'd be right back. he quickly went out back, and started the hot tub. He carried Lizzie up to her room, and she changed into her swimming suit, while Gordo did the same.
He then gently picked Lizzie up, carried her outside and placed her into the bubbling water, and got in after he had done so. Lizzie ran her hand across Gordo's back.
"I love you, Gordo. I don't deserve it, but you treat me so good, like I'm an angel."
"You are my angel, Lizzie. I love you more than anything." He said, running his hand through her hair. Lizzie smiled and passionately kissed him. Then, she laid her head on his shoulder, and soon fell asleep. After Gordo had noticed, he turned the water off, and picked Lizzie up. He dried her and himself off, and carried her up to his room. He placed her in her bed, and started out the door. But on the way out, he heard Lizzie say in almost a whisper, "Gordo, don't leave me." He thought he was hearing things, so he took a few more steps, when he knew he heard her saying, "Gordo, please stay?"
He couldn't leave her if she was going to feel this way. He changed and got into the bed with her. She reached up, and pulled him into one of the deepest kisses either of them had ever been through. After five more minutes, Lizzie rested her head on Gordo's chest and they both drifted into a peaceful sleep.