Title: Running In Circles
Summary: A holiday full of unfortunate events leaves Miranda in a whirlwind of feelings for the last person she ever expected to think of as more than a friend.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire (Disney) or the song 'Running in Circles' (LaLaine/LVP Entertainment)
Chapter Seven: Brett
Author Notes: I am sooo sorry I've taken so long to update, but I finally have the internet back on the same PC as my fics, so they should be more regular! Thank you soo much for all the reviews. Keep R&Ring and enjoy!............
After carefully inspecting all four rooms Miranda and Gordo agreed to share the same "apartment", Gordo bagsied the bedroom with the balcony and Miranda got the one with the walk in wardrobe. Collapsing onto his bed Gordo laughed at Miranda as she repeatedly complained about not getting to that room first.
"Okay okay you can have it!" Gordo rolled his eyes.
"No it's fine!" Miranda giggled, "I'm only playing!"
"There's a spare bed there," he nodded his head in the direction of another double bed lying alongside his, "feel free to use it!"
Miranda blushed and said she was okay and grabbing her suitcases she settled into the bedroom next door which was just as impressive.
Miranda unpacked carefully and was interrupted as Gordo called her from his room. Her heart skipped a beat at the way he said her name and she rushed across the small living space into his bedroom. He was sat on the edge of the bed, a wide grin on his face and pointed enthusiastically at the television as Miranda walked in. She glanced at the screen and her eyes flickered over a familiar mop of blonde hair......
"No way!" Miranda squealed, jumping down next to him.
"Yes way!" Gordo imitated her. "It's the MTV news, obviously Lizzie wasn't easily forgotten after the Paolo thing, and they're all over her to find out about her new recording!"
"This is so neat!" Miranda laughed, shivering as Gordo flung an arm round her shoulder. "I'm so proud of her!"
"Me too," Gordo grinned, squeezing her gently. "I better ring her I suppose..."
"Gordo! That'll cost a fortune!" Miranda frowned. "Remember we're meant to be responsible and proving we can look after this house, without running up a $500 phone bill!"
"Ah yeah, and Aunt Jacki'll ask why I'm phoning another girl!" He winked. Miranda could feel his fingers tracing her arm lightly, but he didn't seem aware that he was doing it. She felt her face heat up and put on a laugh before returning to her unpacking.
With most of her clothes in the cupboard and everything else shoved on a desk, Miranda fell back onto her bed and gazed out of the sky light before wrapping her arms over her eyes. The next week was going to be hard. Every time she was with Gordo her body tingled and her heart raced and there was nothing she could do about it. Try as she might she couldn't stop herself of thinking what it'd be like to kiss him and every time she did a sick guilty feeling swamped her stomach. But he had been over friendly to her so far and the pretend-dating thing was his idea, if it were him to spark something between them........ Miranda let out a guilty groan and hit her head against the headboard.
"That's not good for you, you know?" A deep voice chuckled from the doorway. Miranda looked up to see a tall guy leant against the wall. His straight, slightly 'just-got-out-of-bed' hair fell just below his ears, and the bright blonde colour of it complimented his tanned skin very well. Miranda couldn't stop her eyes from rolling over him and as they met with his again he smiled. "Hey. I'm Brett. Jacki's son." Miranda almost jumped off the bed to shake his hand.
"Hey I'm Miranda." She chewed her bottom lip and found herself unable to tear herself away from his hazel eyes.
"Ah Dave's girlfriend." Said Brett.
"No!" Miranda replied without thinking. Brett cocked an eyebrow at her. She swore lightly under her breath. "Okay you can't tell your mom or Gordo, I mean Dave that I told you. But me and G..Dave aren't dating, his real girlfriend, Lizzie, is busy making it as a singer! Jacki thought that I was his girlfriend and for some reason Gordo, sorry Dave, thought it would be easiest if I just pretended to be his girlfriend, to save questioning and stuff. Kinda stupid really!"
Brett let out a small laugh. "Yeah it is kinda! I mean you're way too pretty to date my cousin. He's too tiny for you!"
Miranda blushed crimson and let her gaze fall to her feet. Why hadn't Gordo mentioned Brett before? Wait Gordo, she reminded herself, Gordo's the one she's fallen for. But some innocent flirting never hurt anyone.
"I'm going to take those 20 seconds of silence as 'That's nice of you to call in the house to say hi and yeah I'd love a drink'" Brett smiled.
"Sorry" Miranda apologised. She had to learn to pay attention when she was getting lost in her thoughts.
Moving into her and Gordo's empty living space, Gordo had obviously just decided to start getting his room sorted, she sat herself down on the two-seater sofa while Brett fixed her a lemonade shandy. Bringing them over he sat down next to her, running an arm along the back of the sofa so that if Miranda were to lean back it'd brush her neck.
"So how old are you?" Brett asked, sipping his drink.
"Just turned seventeen a couple of weeks back!" Miranda replied.
"Ah Happy Belated Birthday!" He laughed clinking his glass with hers.
"Thanks. How about yourself?" said Miranda.
"Turning eighteen in a few days!" he smiled.
Miranda choked a little on her shandy.
"You okay?" Brett sat up, clamping his arm on her back,
"Yeah sorry. Just kinda shocked. I thought you had to be at least twenty!"
Brett grinned. "I get that a lot!"
They shared a laugh and conversation grew from there. They continued to chat, enjoying each other's company until a flushed Gordo stumbled out of his door.
"I. Don't. Like. Unpacking." He stated angrily before moving over to the kitchen to make a drink. "Hey Randa I see you've met Brett."
"Yup we've become acquainted!" Miranda beamed.
"Hopefully not too acquainted I don't want you falling for my girlfriend Brett!" Gordo slipped Miranda a subtle wink and she found herself squeezing Brett's knee to stop them both from laughing.
"You have nothing to worry about......darling." She pushed her lips together and turned a giggle into a cough.
"Yeah dude. But I am jealous!" said Brett, "Miranda here is one hell of a girl. Dunno how you got her Dave!" Gordo growled at him and he raised an eyebrow at Miranda. "Well I gotta go, off for a few days with a couple of mates!"
"Ah you not staying?" Miranda asked, hoping she didn't sound too disappointed.
"I'll be back, don't worry!" He laughed, giving her a brief one-armed hug.
"You should call after your birthday or something!" Gordo suggested from the other side of the room.
"Sounds good!" said Miranda.
"Then it's a date." He rose from his seat, Miranda did too. "See you dude!" He called across to Gordo.
"Bye Brett!"
"Catch ya later Miranda." He flashed a sexy grin and leant forwards to kiss her on the cheek. Miranda smiled as his lips touched her skin. "It was great chatting to you!"
"You too!" Miranda almost whispered as she watched him give Gordo a thumbs-up before leaving the room.
