A/N: Hey guys! I've realised that I've stretched this story out too long and it's not getting anywhere really. It's just going on and on and might be getting kind of boring. So I've only got a couple of chapters more to go, depending on how long the ending will end up. But I know it'll be a happy one! :-)

My dad dropped me off at Miranda's house on Saturday at nine in the morning. I was excited to see her but I knew I didn't have time to gossip or hang out with her.

"So is Gordo talking to you?" I asked as I put my stuff in her room.

"Yeah. But he's still angry at me for some reason and he's been the biggest grump lately." Miranda answered.

"Hmm I wonder why." I said sarcastically. "Look, I'm so sorry that he blamed some of it on you."

"I'm not the one you have to say sorry to Lizzie. But that's okay. Okay, you only have two days to do what you wanna do so you better hop to it."

"Oh yeah! I'll go to Gordo's now. Wish me luck!" I said nervously.

"Good Luck Liz. Do you want me to come with you?" Miranda asked.

"You better not. I should talk to him alone and I don't want to get you to any trouble again. Would you be able to cover for me? Your mom would probably wonder where I went off to."

"Sure. I'll tell her you went to see your mom or something. Bye."

I arrived at Gordo's front door and practiced over and over what I was going to say. I was feeling so scared that our friendship was on the line here and it all depended on what I was going to say. So I had to choose my words carefully. I knocked on the front door nervously and stood there waiting anxiously. Someone opened the door and it was Gordo's mother.

"Hi Lizzie! What are you doing here? David never said you were back for the weekend." Mrs. Gordon said politely.

"Oh he didn't know. I thought I and surprise him!" I said as I forced a smile.

"Well he's up in his room dear. He's been a bit down lately and I'm not sure what's wrong. He'll be delighted to see you Lizzie and I'm sure you'll cheer him up." She said as she let me in.

"Thanks Mrs. Gordon. I'll go see him now." I said feeling a bit guilty. I didn't want her to know that I was the reason why he was so unhappy. I quietly walked down the hall and stopped in front of the door which I knew was Gordo's room. I pressed my ear against the door to see if I could hear anything, but I couldn't. I breathed in deeply and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Gordo said. I turned the door knob and walked in. Gordo, who was on his computer, looked at me and jumped up in fright.

"L-Lizzie? What are you doing here?" He asked surprisingly.

"I came to see you." I answered slowly.

"Why would you want to see me? I thought you hated me." He said dully.

"Oh Gordo! That's not true! I'm so sorry about what I wrote, really I am and it was stupid I know." I said quickly. I had already forgotten what I was going to say because I was so nervous.

"So Miranda told I found out huh? Trust her."

"Firstly, please don't be mad at Miranda, she hasn't done anything wrong. But I know I have, and it was a terrible thing to do and I totally regret it. And you have to understand that I don't think those things anymore! I don't even know why I wrote it."

"It's just; I thought I was your best friend. Well one of them anyway. And it turns out that you never even liked me. Couldn't you have just told me, instead of lying about it? I would have stopped hanging around you guys!" Gordo said impatiently. I just hoped he wouldn't start yelling because I didn't want his mom to find out what was going on between us.

"Gordo, what are you talking about? Of course you're still my best friend and you always have been! I was talking about us going out and being a couple! And I wrote that ages ago and it doesn't count anymore!" I said while trying to stay calm and not to raise my voice.

"How long is 'ages' ago Lizzie? Two weeks? One maybe?" He asked.

"No. I was already in New York at that time so it would have been impossible."

"What ever." Gordo said as he glared at me a little.

"Gordo, listen to me. I wrote those things after the accident! Don't you remember how I lost my memory and was all whacked? I hated both you and Miranda and did terrible things to both of you. And that was ages ago!" I insisted.

"But why couldn't you just tell me how you felt? Instead of lying to me. That's what best friends do Lizzie."

"I was scared that you would get angry." I said feeling ashamed.

"This is what makes me angry Lizzie! You writing bad things about me in you stupid diary thing!" Gordo yelled. I tried to tell him to lower his voice, but it was too late and he was already shouting at me. It began to make me feel angry, and before I knew it, I was shouting too.

"Gordo, I came all the way from New York to here just to see you and tell you how sorry I was! I even had to lie to my dad to get my butt here and I told him I was going to fix things with my mom! But I came to see you and I know you hate right now but you have to understand that I don't think those things anymore! You mean the world to me and so does Miranda and you have to believe that!" I demanded.

"Believe you? Seriously, I don't know what to believe! First you tell me you love me, and then you say you don't! I don't know what your problem is and can't you just make up your mind? I mean, you're making my life so confusing and I don't know what to think! You've kissed me...a lot and then you pretend it didn't even happen! What do you want Lizzie McGuire?" He asked loudly. I just stood there staring at him and not knowing what to say. The truth was, I didn't know what I wanted. All I knew was that I was beginning to have stronger feelings for him again, and that I liked him a bit more than a friend. But this was probably the wrong time to tell him that, since he hated my guts.

"I...I don't know." I stuttered finally.

"Exactly! All you care about is yourself, and no one else!" He replied and slumped in his chair. That made me angry because I knew that wasn't true. The only person I didn't care about was Isabella.

"That's not true Gordo! Why the hell do you think I'm here?" I said fiercely. He shot me a look and ignored me. I sighed and tried my best to calm down and to hold my temper. Now wasn't a good time to explode, especially if Gordo's mom was listening to all of this. "Are you ever going to forgive me for this?" I finally said, but quietly. He stared at me for what seemed for ages.

"What do you think of me now? Truthfully." He added. He had calmed down too which was a relief. I breathed in heavily and quickly thought about what I was going to say.

"Um...to tell you the truth Gordo...I like you. Really, I do. And that's the truth. Also, when I say I like you, I mean as...more than a friend. And I just hope it's not too late and you feel the same way about me. I'm sorry again and I hope you'll forgive me." I said softly. For some strange reason I had begun to cry and felt a tear running down my cheek. I gave him a small smile and turned to leave.

"Wait, Lizzie." He said. I turned around and wiped my face. "Do you really feel that way about me? Honestly?" He asked. I nodded and there was a long silence.

"I better go. I have a lot of things to do, and I've only got one weekend. I'll see you around." I said. I opened the door to see the face of Gordo's mom staring right at me.

"U-um...hi Mrs. Gordon." I said nervously. I was praying that she didn't hear any of the conversation that Gordo and I just had.

"Hello Lizzie. Going so soon?" She asked. I just realised she was holding a tray of biscuits and milk for us to eat.

"Um, yeah I'm really busy and I only got today and Sunday so I really have to go now." I said apologetically.

"Oh okay then. I thought you'd spend ages with David in his room like you used too."

"I wish I could Mrs. Gordon but I can't and...I don't really think he wants me here right now." I said as I glanced over at him. She gave me a weird look and I thanked her for having me and said a quick good bye. I got out of the house I started walking back to my old house since it wasn't too far away. I felt a little relieved since I had gotten that over and done with. I wasn't sure if Gordo was going to forgive me, but at least the worst was over for now.

When I arrived at my old house my mom greeted me with a warm friendly hug. I acted like I was happy to see her since my dad was there watching everything I did. Not much had changed since I left the house, just bits or furniture had been moved around but I had only been gone for a few weeks.

"Are you hungry sweetie? I'll start making some lunch!" My mom said as she walked off to the kitchen. I saw Isabella coming down the stairs and I just felt a wave of anger going through my body. I glared at her and she just smiled at me, like we were sweet loving sisters.

"Having a nice time in New York?" She asked as she stood next to me. I ignored her and was about to head into the kitchen when my dad gave me a just-answer-her look.

"Yes, I'm having a great time since your not there!" I hissed at her. She just laughed and walked away and it took all my strength to resist killing her. Before I was feeling so happy that I had already sorted most things out with Gordo, but then I realised that sorting things out with Isabella was going to be a challenge too.