Chapter Eight- If I Could Just See You Tonight
~Gordo~
"What's going on with Miranda and Jacob? Looks like he finally got enough balls to ask her out on a date." Lizzie snorted with a laugh. It wasn't funny. Miranda lied to me and said that she couldn't go, but as soon as golden-boy over there asks her, she forgets everything just to be with him . including me. "Are you okay honey?" Lizzie asked me as her hazel eyes turned soft in an instant. She lightly touched my arm, which would normally give me shivers all through my body. Not this time.
"I'm just a little tired." I lied.
"Tired? Ash we just got here. Don't tell me you want to leave already." Lizzie whined with a frown.
"No. We'll stay for as long as you like." I gave in as she gave me a huge smile and a peck on the lips.
"That's my boy."
~Miranda~
"This is a really good place to bring me. You know, with all the drugs and alcohol around . it's really tempting." I complained. Honestly, I hadn't been having a good time at all and I still hadn't seen Gordo yet.
"You're not having a good time?" Jacob inquired, confused.
I shrugged. "Could be worse . have you seen Gordo around?"
"Nope. I'm sure he's here though." Jacob reassured me.
"Yeah, and making out with Lizzie in a corner." I mumbled as I bumped into a short girl with long, brown hair. "Excuse me."
She gave me a phony smile. "Miranda. I didn't know you'd be here." Lizzie said cheerfully, giving me a hug as if she hadn't seen me in years.
"Well, here I am." I replied, matching her phony tone. Jacob gave me a side-wards glance (with an eyebrow twitch), and I fought back the urge to laugh out loud. "Have you seen Gordo?"
"Duh. I only came with him. He's not feeling to well." Lizzie explained, which was basically code for 'stay away from him unless I'm around.'
"Do you know where he is now?" I inquired, not believing the words that were coming out of my mouth at that moment. I was suppose to be mad at him, but I couldn't. Gordo was like my best friend. Actually, he wasn't like my best friend, but my best friend.
"I'll take him to you." Lizzie offered with another cheesy smile.
"Did you mind." I asked Jacob who shook his head and brushed some of my hair off my face. I almost swooned. Almost.
~Gordo~
"Where the hell is Lizzie?" I mumbled to myself irritated at her for the first time in a while. If she had been tired then we would've left in a heartbeat. Sometimes I love being with her, but then there are those times when I think 'damn, how the hell did I get into this.'
"Gordo." I heard a voice call out to me from inside. I got up from the lounge chair on the patio.
"Lizzie?"
"No. It's me." Miranda retorted as I turned around. She really looked different. I had never seen her in such happy clothes. It was kind of freaky. Miranda in the color yellow. I shuddered. "Lizzie told me you were tired . is this a bad time?" Miranda asked, adding to the awkwardness of this situation.
"No. I kinda need someone to be around while Lizzie's out mingling with everyone." I admitted as she pulled a lounge chair directly across from me.
"You look like shit, politely, you know." Miranda admitted as I playfully flicked her off. (A/N: Thanks to 'Life as a House' for line.)
"I really don't want to be here." I complained.
"Why? Isn't this your scene?" Miranda questioned me as I shook my head.
"I only come here because Lizzie wants to and-" I started, but she cut me off.
"And, you got a little something out of it, am I right . Gordo, you should really consider dumping her." Miranda suggested.
"And you should get rid of Mr. Underwood." I shot back, pissed off that she was trying to tell me what to do with my life.
"I'm serious about you dumping Lizzie." Miranda continued, ignoring my comment about Jacob.
"No . No. Lizzie and I have been through too much together and I can't bare the thought of living without her. I know it sounds corny, but I can't let go. It's so familiar being around. It's always GordoandLizzie. I forgot what it's like to just be Gordo." I admitted as she nodded.
"If you don't know what life's like without her . never mind. I'm not Dear Abby."
"You sure as hell ain't." I spat out truthfully blunt.
"What the fuck does that mean?" Miranda inquired, beginning to get defensive.
"You're too amazing and beautiful." I whispered, looking away.
"Was that a line?" Miranda asked with a smirk.
"Did it sound like a line?"
"Yep." She retorted as Lizzie and Jacob walked in.
"It wasn't." I lied. "Hey Lizzie." I uttered, licking my lips and then lightly nibbling on hers.
~Miranda~
"So your first big party was a bust?" Jacob asked concerned.
"It wasn't my first big party, but it has been a bust." I explained as he wrapped his arm around my waist and we left Gordo and Lizzie to be alone. They were too involved with making out to notice.
As we walked to Jacob's car, I could feel the tension I felt earlier grow. I shivered.
"Are you cold?" He asked as I nodded and he handed over his Letterman's jacket. "So this night was a bust?" Jacob inquired, brushing a curl out my face.
"Yep." I answered as I looked into his eyes with a smile. He brushed another lock out of my face and brought his lips half-way to mine. Jacob paused a second, to see if I would back away.
I couldn't. We were silent except the breaths that came out his gasps. I leaned in just a little and I felt his lips press onto mine. Jacob stopped for a little while, leaving my bodying desiring more. He finally stopped teasing me and kissed me again, this time nibbling on my lip, until I heard myself moan.
~Gordo~
"Are you coming?" I asked Lizzie after she had finished reapplying her lipstick for the fifth time since Miranda and Jacob left the patio.
"Yeah." She replied with a smile. Lizzie looked irresistible tonight. And those little make-out sessions of ours had fully rejuvenated me. I was wide awake. At least I was wide awake enough to see Jacob kissing Miranda.
I heard her groan and then saw tongue. I had to turn away. It was good to see that Miranda wasn't thinking about suicide, but I didn't want her to be thinking about Jacob either.
"Gordo." Lizzie whispered as she walked over to my side and jumped into my arms. She was truly drunk tonight. That was a good thing. It meant that I could get my mind off Miranda, for now.
~Miranda~
As Jacob pulled away, I felt a blush. The happy feeling that ran through my body didn't last long. I looked past my window, to Gordo's car. He was still here . and so was Lizzie. The windows looked steamy and I heard screams as we passed. Lizzie's hand swiped the window. How Titanic. She was the only person who could ruin my good mood and she had, I thought as I plumped back into the passenger's seat, angrily. I hope that Jacob didn't notice. ~~ (u)
~Gordo~
"What's going on with Miranda and Jacob? Looks like he finally got enough balls to ask her out on a date." Lizzie snorted with a laugh. It wasn't funny. Miranda lied to me and said that she couldn't go, but as soon as golden-boy over there asks her, she forgets everything just to be with him . including me. "Are you okay honey?" Lizzie asked me as her hazel eyes turned soft in an instant. She lightly touched my arm, which would normally give me shivers all through my body. Not this time.
"I'm just a little tired." I lied.
"Tired? Ash we just got here. Don't tell me you want to leave already." Lizzie whined with a frown.
"No. We'll stay for as long as you like." I gave in as she gave me a huge smile and a peck on the lips.
"That's my boy."
~Miranda~
"This is a really good place to bring me. You know, with all the drugs and alcohol around . it's really tempting." I complained. Honestly, I hadn't been having a good time at all and I still hadn't seen Gordo yet.
"You're not having a good time?" Jacob inquired, confused.
I shrugged. "Could be worse . have you seen Gordo around?"
"Nope. I'm sure he's here though." Jacob reassured me.
"Yeah, and making out with Lizzie in a corner." I mumbled as I bumped into a short girl with long, brown hair. "Excuse me."
She gave me a phony smile. "Miranda. I didn't know you'd be here." Lizzie said cheerfully, giving me a hug as if she hadn't seen me in years.
"Well, here I am." I replied, matching her phony tone. Jacob gave me a side-wards glance (with an eyebrow twitch), and I fought back the urge to laugh out loud. "Have you seen Gordo?"
"Duh. I only came with him. He's not feeling to well." Lizzie explained, which was basically code for 'stay away from him unless I'm around.'
"Do you know where he is now?" I inquired, not believing the words that were coming out of my mouth at that moment. I was suppose to be mad at him, but I couldn't. Gordo was like my best friend. Actually, he wasn't like my best friend, but my best friend.
"I'll take him to you." Lizzie offered with another cheesy smile.
"Did you mind." I asked Jacob who shook his head and brushed some of my hair off my face. I almost swooned. Almost.
~Gordo~
"Where the hell is Lizzie?" I mumbled to myself irritated at her for the first time in a while. If she had been tired then we would've left in a heartbeat. Sometimes I love being with her, but then there are those times when I think 'damn, how the hell did I get into this.'
"Gordo." I heard a voice call out to me from inside. I got up from the lounge chair on the patio.
"Lizzie?"
"No. It's me." Miranda retorted as I turned around. She really looked different. I had never seen her in such happy clothes. It was kind of freaky. Miranda in the color yellow. I shuddered. "Lizzie told me you were tired . is this a bad time?" Miranda asked, adding to the awkwardness of this situation.
"No. I kinda need someone to be around while Lizzie's out mingling with everyone." I admitted as she pulled a lounge chair directly across from me.
"You look like shit, politely, you know." Miranda admitted as I playfully flicked her off. (A/N: Thanks to 'Life as a House' for line.)
"I really don't want to be here." I complained.
"Why? Isn't this your scene?" Miranda questioned me as I shook my head.
"I only come here because Lizzie wants to and-" I started, but she cut me off.
"And, you got a little something out of it, am I right . Gordo, you should really consider dumping her." Miranda suggested.
"And you should get rid of Mr. Underwood." I shot back, pissed off that she was trying to tell me what to do with my life.
"I'm serious about you dumping Lizzie." Miranda continued, ignoring my comment about Jacob.
"No . No. Lizzie and I have been through too much together and I can't bare the thought of living without her. I know it sounds corny, but I can't let go. It's so familiar being around. It's always GordoandLizzie. I forgot what it's like to just be Gordo." I admitted as she nodded.
"If you don't know what life's like without her . never mind. I'm not Dear Abby."
"You sure as hell ain't." I spat out truthfully blunt.
"What the fuck does that mean?" Miranda inquired, beginning to get defensive.
"You're too amazing and beautiful." I whispered, looking away.
"Was that a line?" Miranda asked with a smirk.
"Did it sound like a line?"
"Yep." She retorted as Lizzie and Jacob walked in.
"It wasn't." I lied. "Hey Lizzie." I uttered, licking my lips and then lightly nibbling on hers.
~Miranda~
"So your first big party was a bust?" Jacob asked concerned.
"It wasn't my first big party, but it has been a bust." I explained as he wrapped his arm around my waist and we left Gordo and Lizzie to be alone. They were too involved with making out to notice.
As we walked to Jacob's car, I could feel the tension I felt earlier grow. I shivered.
"Are you cold?" He asked as I nodded and he handed over his Letterman's jacket. "So this night was a bust?" Jacob inquired, brushing a curl out my face.
"Yep." I answered as I looked into his eyes with a smile. He brushed another lock out of my face and brought his lips half-way to mine. Jacob paused a second, to see if I would back away.
I couldn't. We were silent except the breaths that came out his gasps. I leaned in just a little and I felt his lips press onto mine. Jacob stopped for a little while, leaving my bodying desiring more. He finally stopped teasing me and kissed me again, this time nibbling on my lip, until I heard myself moan.
~Gordo~
"Are you coming?" I asked Lizzie after she had finished reapplying her lipstick for the fifth time since Miranda and Jacob left the patio.
"Yeah." She replied with a smile. Lizzie looked irresistible tonight. And those little make-out sessions of ours had fully rejuvenated me. I was wide awake. At least I was wide awake enough to see Jacob kissing Miranda.
I heard her groan and then saw tongue. I had to turn away. It was good to see that Miranda wasn't thinking about suicide, but I didn't want her to be thinking about Jacob either.
"Gordo." Lizzie whispered as she walked over to my side and jumped into my arms. She was truly drunk tonight. That was a good thing. It meant that I could get my mind off Miranda, for now.
~Miranda~
As Jacob pulled away, I felt a blush. The happy feeling that ran through my body didn't last long. I looked past my window, to Gordo's car. He was still here . and so was Lizzie. The windows looked steamy and I heard screams as we passed. Lizzie's hand swiped the window. How Titanic. She was the only person who could ruin my good mood and she had, I thought as I plumped back into the passenger's seat, angrily. I hope that Jacob didn't notice. ~~ (u)