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A/N: Just like I wasn't planning on writing this at all, I wasn't planning on continuing it with more chapters either. But right after I uploaded the story, I was listening to Jesse McCartney's cd again, and realized that there were two other songs that would work well as a continuation of the story. So, here's chapter two. Again, please take the time to review! Thanks.
lizzieygordo4ever, hope I'm not as mean anymore for continuing! JoJoLookAlike1220, glad you liked it, and I'm looking forward to reading your fanfic with the song! ms.videogamer, thanks, and hope you like this chapter.
Beautiful Soul
Gordo looked at his clock and decided it was finally late enough to leave. His phone call to Lizzie the previous night had come as a complete shock to her. She was so speechless that Gordo had started to wonder if she was still holding the phone, as all he heard was dead silence.
"Lizzie?" he had asked for the tenth time, hoping to hear a response.
"I-I'm still here," she finally managed. Gordo sighed with relief that she hadn't hung up on him. "How long?" she asked.
"Eighth grade was when I started liking you," Gordo said, understanding her incomplete question, "but I didn't realize I felt love until almost sophomore year." His heart was beating fast. He'd finally done it, he told her! But that was just the beginning, there was a lot still to go.
Lizzie sighed.
"Look, this isn't exactly a conversation I want to have over the phone, it's one better face to face, right? So give me time to think this over, and come over around ten tomorrow morning, ok?"
"Ok," Gordo said, glad he'd have time to think things over as well. He didn't have anything ready to follow up his declaration of love with. Hanging up the phone, he lay back down on his bed, even though he knew he wasn't going to be getting any sleep. His heart was still beating wildly, now nervous of what Lizzie would have to say to him in a short ten hours.
"…give me time to think this over…"
Her words rang over and over in his ears. She needed to time think, meaning she didn't feel the same love for him that he felt for her. But she didn't reject him right out either, which was good. Lizzie just needed time to think, which was understandable. Hell, he'd need time to think too if someone pronounced love for him out of the blue.
So at 9:55 he left his house and began the short drive to Lizzie's. He'd spent the whole previous night deciding on exactly what he wanted to say to her, and had finally come up with a plan. Still, no matter how great a plan he had, it wouldn't matter if Lizzie just wasn't interested.
He pulled up in front of Lizzie's house at 9:59. He made his way up the front door, walking the same steps he'd walked millions of times before. When he reached the porch he raised his hand to knock, but the door was opened before he got a chance to.
"Hey Gordo," Lizzie said, biting her bottom lip.
"Hey," Gordo replied, trying to smile. There was an air of uncertainty between them. How does someone act when he just told his best friend he loved her? And how does said best friend act? They just stood there, looking at each other, until Lizzie seemed to come out of a daze and stepped back, opening the door wider.
"Come on in," she said. "Do you want anything to drink or something?"
"No, I'm fine, thanks."
Lizzie nodded, looking at her feet.
"Uh, do you want to go up to my room to talk? Or do you want to stay down here in the living room? My parents went shopping, and Matt's out with some friends."
"Either's fine with me."
"Either's fine with me as well, that's why I asked you to pick," Lizzie said almost coldly, looking up at him.
"Fine then, the living room," Gordo replied, slightly taken aback.
They sat down on the couch, but before Gordo could say anything, Lizzie started ranting.
"Hell Gordo, why'd you have to tell me this now? Why didn't you tell me back in eighth grade when you started liking me? I liked you too, you know, for a while in ninth grade. But you were going out with Sara. Why did you go out with her if you liked me? And by the time you two were broken up, I gave up on liking you, figuring you would never like me anyways. Three years Gordo, three years! Why, tell me why, did you finally decide to tell me last night? And right after my date with Brian, too! I had a really great time with him. I like him, we were planning on seeing each other again, and now you spring this on me. I didn't do anything when you were with Sara, so why are you doing this now when I'm with Brian?"
Gordo groaned and put his head in his hands. He'd forgotten about Sara. Back then he was still figuring out his feelings for Lizzie. Gordo had come to the conclusion at that point that he did like Lizzie, but it hadn't reached love yet. Then Sara asked him out. She hadn't gone to their junior high, but Gordo had a few classes with her in ninth grade. He'd said yes, thinking maybe he was misunderstanding his feelings for Lizzie. Eventually he realized things just weren't going to work out between him and Sara, and he broke it off. Gordo had finally fully realized it was really Lizzie he wanted, and he knew that no other girl would compare to her. And of course, now he discovered that if only he hadn't gone out with Sara, he probably would have gotten Lizzie after all. The irony of it all.
"You liked me," Gordo said slowly, processing a new bit of information, "does that mean you don't anymore?"
"That's the same question I've been asking myself for the past 10 hours," Lizzie said, slightly calmer now that she'd was done with her outburst. "I don't think I ever completely lost my feelings for you, I just buried them… But you don't just like me, you said you love me! We're only 16, you've never gone on a date with me, how can you be so sure you love me?"
"I just know," Gordo said, unable to explain exactly why. "I know I want to spend my life with you, I never want to lose you, I'd do anything for you…"
Lizzie was overwhelmed with emotion from the fact he really felt that strongly about her, plain old Lizzie. "Why? What is it that makes you love me? I haven't shown any indications that I like you as more than a friend, I begged you to go on that date last night with Emily, just so I could go with Brian, and you still claim to love me? I, I just don't understand."
Instead of replying, Gordo checked his watched. Then he stood up, walked over to the nearby radio, and started searching for a station.
"What are you doing?" Lizzie asked, completely confused.
"Just wait a second," Gordo said as he found the station he was looking for, turned up the volume, then sat back down next to Lizzie on the couch.
"Are you going to answer my question?" Lizzie asked, getting frustrated.
"Just listen," Gordo said, nodding his head towards the radio. A song was just ending, and the radio DJ's voice came on over the last chords of the song.
"For the next song, we have a very special request from a young man who called in early this morning. Lizzie McGuire, whoever you are, I hope you're listening. This is to you, from a David Gordon."
Lizzie was shocked. Her ears focused on the lyrics of the song as it started, not wanting to miss a word of the song that Gordo had chosen for them to play just for her.
I don't another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
I know that you are something special
To you I'd be always faithful
I want to be what you always needed
Than I hope you'll see the heart in me
Lizzie looked at Gordo in amazement, was this really how he felt? He was sitting staring at the radio, his face void of a clear emotion. He has always been faithful, Lizzie thought, remembering he has always stood by her. As long as she could remember, he'd been on her side. Except for that one time she, Gordo, and Miranda had that fight in eighth grade, but that didn't even last a full two days. When Ronnie broke up with her, he was there. Whenever she asked him a favor, even if she was asking him to help her impress another guy, he was there. Lizzie knew she could always count on him.
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I want to chase
You're the one I want to hold
I won't let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You might need time to think it over
But I'm just fine moving forward
I'll ease your mind
If you give me the chance
I will never make you cry
C'mon let's try
She did need time to think it over, she was still thinking it over, as a matter of fact. And Gordo understood that, he didn't pressure her for an answer, he never pressured her. Do I want to give it a try? she thought. He would never make me cry intentionally, but what if it doesn't work out between us? I know I would cry if I ever lost him as a friend…
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I want to chase
You're the one I want to hold
I won't let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
Am I crazy for wanting you?
Baby do you think you could want me too
I think I could. As the song went on Lizzie found herself more and more touched at how much Gordo loved her. If he loved her that much, surely she should take the time to see how many of her old feelings for him were left.
I don't wanna waste your time
Do you see things the way I do?
I just wanna know that you feel it too
There is nothing left to hide
All that's left hiding are my feelings, Lizzie realized. Gordo had spilled out his heart, put himself on the line, and it was her decision on what to do next. The responsibility made her scared, what happened to the time when boys thought girls had cooties, and vice versa? Things were so much easier back then…
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
You're the one I want to chase
You're the one I want to hold
I won't let another minute go to waste
I want you and your soul
I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul
Beautiful soul
You're beautiful soul
The song ended, and Gordo finally looked at Lizzie, waiting for her to say something.
"Is that really how you feel, all of it?" she asked quietly.
"Every word, I couldn't have found a better song. I don't want any other girl Lizzie, I just want you. No one else could mean a thing to me. By how well I know you, I'd be crazy if I didn't fall in love with you."
Gordo gradually wrapped his arm over her shoulder, and was pleased when Lizzie leaned her head on his chest. She sighed.
"You don't know how much that means to me, how amazing you're making me feel right now. I still do have some of those feelings left for you that have resurfaced, but they're no where close to the intensity you're feeling. So I think, I know, I'd like to try a relationship with you. I'll tell Brian it's over between us. Just, promise me one thing."
"I'd promise anything for you," Gordo said, running his hand through her hair.
"Promise me, even if things don't work out between us as a couple, we'll always be friends."
Gordo knew she was asking mainly for reassurance, as both knew that they wouldn't be able to control future circumstances. Still, he couldn't imagine anything worse at the moment than losing Lizzie in his life.
"I promise."
A/N: Third and final chapter coming soon!