I DO NOT OWN LIZZIE MCGUIRE. Thanks for the reviews. Seven is my lucky number and that definitely made my week.
Chapter 18
"Do I want to get married?" Gordo repeated, dreading this question.
Lizzie nodded her head, "Yeah, do you?"
How was he supposed to answer this? "I don't know" would get him in trouble and "yes" might not be the total truth.
Lizzie, noticing he wasn't answering the question and was choosing silence looked around, "Did I say something wrong?"
"No," Gordo shook his head, "In fact, that's a good question," he gulped and he took her hand, "You know, I do hope to get married to you someday so we can he a happy family, but I want to make the engagement. . . a surprise."
"Oh," Lizzie said, nodding her head, "I see."
Gordo smiled pathetically. He was taking the coward's way out and he knew it. Now, poor Lizzie was expecting an engagement from him any day now when he still wasn't ready to propose. This children business was messing him up.
"So," Lizzie said, changing the subject, "How long have we known each other?"
Gordo smiled in relief. This was an easy question, "All of our lives."
"Really?" Lizzie said, tilting her head and squinting her eyes. She looked as if she was about to say something, but she decided against it.
"Yep. We have been friends for a really long time."
"Oh, so we're just friends. . .with benefits?" Lizzie asked, confused, as if she was still trying to figure things out between her and Gordo.
"No," Gordo said, "No, not at all. I mean, we're best friends and everything, but we are also dating."
"Phew!" Lizzie said, "Because I'd would have felt really awkward asking you some of the questions I asked before if we were just friends. So, how long have we been dating?"
Gordo sat back and tried to think, "Almost nine years."
"Wow," Lizzie said, "That's a long time." She gazed into his eyes, beginning to think he was becoming familiar in some way, "How did we start dating?"
Gordo grinned at the memory, "Well, actually, we were in Rome, and you kissed me. Then, when we got back, we talked about it and well, we started going out."
Lizzie nodded her head, but said nothing. She was trying hard to sort all the chaos going through her head. She thought for a few seconds, and all the sudden gasped. She looked at Gordo and put her hands over her mouth.
Gordo's eyes widened with worry, "Are you okay?"
With tears in her eyes, she looked at him and said, "Oh my God! I think I remember you."
Gordo's eyes widened, "Really?"
"Yeah," Lizzie said, and she took her hand down, "Confused Guy."
Gordo looked at her, confused, "Pardon?"
Lizzie pointed at Gordo and a proud smile crept up on her face, "You were Confused Guy!"
"Confused Guy?' Gordo repeated, he knew it sounded familiar, but why it was so familiar was beyond him. At least, he thought, she was smiling. That was a good sign.
"Yeah. . . middle school. . .newspaper. . .sabbatical. . .," she said and she looked at him and gasped, "You were 'Confused Guy' weren't you?"
Gordo thought for a moment as he tried to link all the words she said. He didn't doubt her memory, but he didn't know the connection right away, and then all the sudden he remembered and his eyes widened and he pointed back, "You knew that all along?"
"Knew what?" Lizzie asked.
"You knew that I wrote that last letter in your column and you never told me?" Gordo said, clarifying his last statement. He wasn't sure whether to blush or rejoice because she remembered something about him. He decided this was a good thing.
Lizzie paused for a moment, thinking about it and slowly nodded her head, "I think I did know about it."
"Ha!" Gordo said, getting up from his seat and hugging her tightly, "Lizzie, this is so great! You remember something about me!" he said and without thinking, he kissed her on the lips. When he pulled away, he watched as Lizzie touched her lips and said nothing. Her expression was blank as she starred at him.
"Sorry," Gordo said, "I didn't mean to scare you like that," he started to pull away from her so he could sit back down, but some force stopped him. Lizzie's hands were on Gordo's neck. Gordo noticed this and looked into Lizzie's eyes, confused. Lizzie was starring at him, too, searching his eyes. Then, as if it was like a dramatic pause in a movie, where none of the characters knew what was going to happen next, Lizzie pulled Gordo closer to her and, although she hesitated for a second right as their lips were about to collide, she kissed him. At first, it was a small kiss, showing both timid and hesitant qualities. Then, as Lizzie got more comfortable, the kiss deepened and within a few seconds, the kiss was so passionate and so emotional, neither of them wanted to stop.
For different reasons, they were confused. For Gordo, he definitely didn't expect this type of reaction because Lizzie wasn't supposed to remember him and here she was kissing him. For Lizzie, she was confused because she felt like she barely knew Gordo, but kissing him felt so right that she didn't want to stop. Here she was, lying on a hospital bed, making out with a stranger. He was such a good kisser and his lips felt so good with hers. Also, stopping would mean awkward pauses, and Lizzie hated awkward pauses.
For Gordo, the passion he felt with this kiss was so needed for him because of their recent dispute. He was kissing her for the first time in days. He returned the passion with equal force and before he could stop, he let his tongue slip into her mouth and she accepted it without hesitation as she did the same. He missed this with Lizzie.
After what seemed like hours of kissing, which in reality was only a few short minutes, they were interrupted by an, "Ahem."
Automatically, they ended their kiss and Gordo pulled back into his chair and the two looked up to find the nurse. Gordo blushed, not able to look at Lizzie right now, fearing she remembered something he didn't want her to remember or had regrets. Also, he expected the nurse to be angry, but instead she didn't seem upset at all. She apologized for interrupting and then told Gordo that visiting hours were over and he had to leave.
A very large part of Gordo wanted to stay there with Lizzie and continue their kiss, but he knew it would be better for him to go. That way, he could think about the events that happened and how he should handle him. After quickly saying goodbye but not leaving her with a kiss, he left her room. He sighed as he closed the door and as he was walking down the hallway to the elevator, the doctor stopped him, "Ah! Mr. Gordon! Just the person I was looking for."
"Hey, Dr. Hines," he said, shaking the doctor's hand.
"Hi. I have good news for you, chap," he said, "We just got the afternoon test back and it seems as if Lizzie is progressing well. I think, assuming she has most her memory back and all things go well with the morning tests, that we can release her from the hostpital."
"Really?" Gordo said, "That'd be great!"
Dr. Hines nodded his head, "Yes, you will still have to keep her in the area for a few days, but probably no more than a week. It all depends on when she regains her full memory."
Gordo nodded his head, "Okay, I'll be back tomorrow morning."
"Okay, see you then," the doctor said, walking off.
~~~
Lizzie watched as Gordo left her room. The nurse that interrupted them was still there and handed her dinner, "I see you've got some of your memory back, have you?" the young, red-headed nurse commented. She had an Irish accent and was smiling.
Lizzie, however, shook her head, "Actually, I only remember a little bit about him."
"Come again??" the nurse said, "Ha! With what you two were doing when he walked in, I got the impression that you two were madly in love with each other."
"I think we are," Lizzie said, "But I don't know. There is just something so familiar about him and yet something so mysterious."
"Well," the nurse said, "If he's mysterious, I certainly wouldn't mind finding out HIS mystery, if you know what I mean."
Lizzie blushed at the nurse's implication. Here she was, helplessly in love with a guy she hardly knew. She was falling in love with this guy and she couldn't even remember his name. Did he even tell her his name? All she knew was that he was "Confused Guy."
~~~
To Be Continued
Chapter 18
"Do I want to get married?" Gordo repeated, dreading this question.
Lizzie nodded her head, "Yeah, do you?"
How was he supposed to answer this? "I don't know" would get him in trouble and "yes" might not be the total truth.
Lizzie, noticing he wasn't answering the question and was choosing silence looked around, "Did I say something wrong?"
"No," Gordo shook his head, "In fact, that's a good question," he gulped and he took her hand, "You know, I do hope to get married to you someday so we can he a happy family, but I want to make the engagement. . . a surprise."
"Oh," Lizzie said, nodding her head, "I see."
Gordo smiled pathetically. He was taking the coward's way out and he knew it. Now, poor Lizzie was expecting an engagement from him any day now when he still wasn't ready to propose. This children business was messing him up.
"So," Lizzie said, changing the subject, "How long have we known each other?"
Gordo smiled in relief. This was an easy question, "All of our lives."
"Really?" Lizzie said, tilting her head and squinting her eyes. She looked as if she was about to say something, but she decided against it.
"Yep. We have been friends for a really long time."
"Oh, so we're just friends. . .with benefits?" Lizzie asked, confused, as if she was still trying to figure things out between her and Gordo.
"No," Gordo said, "No, not at all. I mean, we're best friends and everything, but we are also dating."
"Phew!" Lizzie said, "Because I'd would have felt really awkward asking you some of the questions I asked before if we were just friends. So, how long have we been dating?"
Gordo sat back and tried to think, "Almost nine years."
"Wow," Lizzie said, "That's a long time." She gazed into his eyes, beginning to think he was becoming familiar in some way, "How did we start dating?"
Gordo grinned at the memory, "Well, actually, we were in Rome, and you kissed me. Then, when we got back, we talked about it and well, we started going out."
Lizzie nodded her head, but said nothing. She was trying hard to sort all the chaos going through her head. She thought for a few seconds, and all the sudden gasped. She looked at Gordo and put her hands over her mouth.
Gordo's eyes widened with worry, "Are you okay?"
With tears in her eyes, she looked at him and said, "Oh my God! I think I remember you."
Gordo's eyes widened, "Really?"
"Yeah," Lizzie said, and she took her hand down, "Confused Guy."
Gordo looked at her, confused, "Pardon?"
Lizzie pointed at Gordo and a proud smile crept up on her face, "You were Confused Guy!"
"Confused Guy?' Gordo repeated, he knew it sounded familiar, but why it was so familiar was beyond him. At least, he thought, she was smiling. That was a good sign.
"Yeah. . . middle school. . .newspaper. . .sabbatical. . .," she said and she looked at him and gasped, "You were 'Confused Guy' weren't you?"
Gordo thought for a moment as he tried to link all the words she said. He didn't doubt her memory, but he didn't know the connection right away, and then all the sudden he remembered and his eyes widened and he pointed back, "You knew that all along?"
"Knew what?" Lizzie asked.
"You knew that I wrote that last letter in your column and you never told me?" Gordo said, clarifying his last statement. He wasn't sure whether to blush or rejoice because she remembered something about him. He decided this was a good thing.
Lizzie paused for a moment, thinking about it and slowly nodded her head, "I think I did know about it."
"Ha!" Gordo said, getting up from his seat and hugging her tightly, "Lizzie, this is so great! You remember something about me!" he said and without thinking, he kissed her on the lips. When he pulled away, he watched as Lizzie touched her lips and said nothing. Her expression was blank as she starred at him.
"Sorry," Gordo said, "I didn't mean to scare you like that," he started to pull away from her so he could sit back down, but some force stopped him. Lizzie's hands were on Gordo's neck. Gordo noticed this and looked into Lizzie's eyes, confused. Lizzie was starring at him, too, searching his eyes. Then, as if it was like a dramatic pause in a movie, where none of the characters knew what was going to happen next, Lizzie pulled Gordo closer to her and, although she hesitated for a second right as their lips were about to collide, she kissed him. At first, it was a small kiss, showing both timid and hesitant qualities. Then, as Lizzie got more comfortable, the kiss deepened and within a few seconds, the kiss was so passionate and so emotional, neither of them wanted to stop.
For different reasons, they were confused. For Gordo, he definitely didn't expect this type of reaction because Lizzie wasn't supposed to remember him and here she was kissing him. For Lizzie, she was confused because she felt like she barely knew Gordo, but kissing him felt so right that she didn't want to stop. Here she was, lying on a hospital bed, making out with a stranger. He was such a good kisser and his lips felt so good with hers. Also, stopping would mean awkward pauses, and Lizzie hated awkward pauses.
For Gordo, the passion he felt with this kiss was so needed for him because of their recent dispute. He was kissing her for the first time in days. He returned the passion with equal force and before he could stop, he let his tongue slip into her mouth and she accepted it without hesitation as she did the same. He missed this with Lizzie.
After what seemed like hours of kissing, which in reality was only a few short minutes, they were interrupted by an, "Ahem."
Automatically, they ended their kiss and Gordo pulled back into his chair and the two looked up to find the nurse. Gordo blushed, not able to look at Lizzie right now, fearing she remembered something he didn't want her to remember or had regrets. Also, he expected the nurse to be angry, but instead she didn't seem upset at all. She apologized for interrupting and then told Gordo that visiting hours were over and he had to leave.
A very large part of Gordo wanted to stay there with Lizzie and continue their kiss, but he knew it would be better for him to go. That way, he could think about the events that happened and how he should handle him. After quickly saying goodbye but not leaving her with a kiss, he left her room. He sighed as he closed the door and as he was walking down the hallway to the elevator, the doctor stopped him, "Ah! Mr. Gordon! Just the person I was looking for."
"Hey, Dr. Hines," he said, shaking the doctor's hand.
"Hi. I have good news for you, chap," he said, "We just got the afternoon test back and it seems as if Lizzie is progressing well. I think, assuming she has most her memory back and all things go well with the morning tests, that we can release her from the hostpital."
"Really?" Gordo said, "That'd be great!"
Dr. Hines nodded his head, "Yes, you will still have to keep her in the area for a few days, but probably no more than a week. It all depends on when she regains her full memory."
Gordo nodded his head, "Okay, I'll be back tomorrow morning."
"Okay, see you then," the doctor said, walking off.
~~~
Lizzie watched as Gordo left her room. The nurse that interrupted them was still there and handed her dinner, "I see you've got some of your memory back, have you?" the young, red-headed nurse commented. She had an Irish accent and was smiling.
Lizzie, however, shook her head, "Actually, I only remember a little bit about him."
"Come again??" the nurse said, "Ha! With what you two were doing when he walked in, I got the impression that you two were madly in love with each other."
"I think we are," Lizzie said, "But I don't know. There is just something so familiar about him and yet something so mysterious."
"Well," the nurse said, "If he's mysterious, I certainly wouldn't mind finding out HIS mystery, if you know what I mean."
Lizzie blushed at the nurse's implication. Here she was, helplessly in love with a guy she hardly knew. She was falling in love with this guy and she couldn't even remember his name. Did he even tell her his name? All she knew was that he was "Confused Guy."
~~~
To Be Continued