Lizzies pov
Lizzie I- gordo started to say but I stopped him
Gordo listen to me theres more
Gordo closes his mouth.
Gordo I'm also moving to Texas and since you obviously haven't looked around my room to see boxes every where I'm guessing you are not yourself or your cousin came by and worried you.
"Lizzie I'm so sorry", He said and then the other words sank in and he asked himself, "Lizzie oh no what am I gonna do?" and the falling against the wall and sliding down it until he hit the floor and putting his head in his hands and started crying.
I walked over there sat beside him and put my arms around him and started crying too. Then my mom came in and said Lizzie lets get your stuff in the truck and we need to go.
Gordo grabbed my arm and said I love you don't leave me.
I'm sorry gordo but I have to go and I love you too and I wish I didn't have to move but dad's getting transferred. I love you and I wish I could stay here but they won't let me maybe you can come down or I can come back here during the summer sometime I love you. The I kissed him the most passionate I ever had and then when the kiss was over I hugged him and said, I love you and I already miss you we talk later on the phone about the arrangements for this baby. Ok?
Ok does your mom know?
Yeah I love ya gotta go. I kissed him again even more passionately than before and said, "I love you always will. I promise to call every chance I get ok?
Ok I love you
Bye
Bye. And he kissed her then got up and helped her up walked her out of her house for the last time. When I got into the car it started to rain and I looked up and didn't see a cloud in the sky it must've been my crying and his combined and then all the sudden I said mom "I feel sick", I said klutching my stomach. My mom said park it and she got out and opened my door and ran to open the door to the house and I ran into the first floor bathroom and started to through up and my mom said "you have morning sickness." "Thanks mom for the vote of convidence" I said weakly. And then everything went black.
Lizzie I- gordo started to say but I stopped him
Gordo listen to me theres more
Gordo closes his mouth.
Gordo I'm also moving to Texas and since you obviously haven't looked around my room to see boxes every where I'm guessing you are not yourself or your cousin came by and worried you.
"Lizzie I'm so sorry", He said and then the other words sank in and he asked himself, "Lizzie oh no what am I gonna do?" and the falling against the wall and sliding down it until he hit the floor and putting his head in his hands and started crying.
I walked over there sat beside him and put my arms around him and started crying too. Then my mom came in and said Lizzie lets get your stuff in the truck and we need to go.
Gordo grabbed my arm and said I love you don't leave me.
I'm sorry gordo but I have to go and I love you too and I wish I didn't have to move but dad's getting transferred. I love you and I wish I could stay here but they won't let me maybe you can come down or I can come back here during the summer sometime I love you. The I kissed him the most passionate I ever had and then when the kiss was over I hugged him and said, I love you and I already miss you we talk later on the phone about the arrangements for this baby. Ok?
Ok does your mom know?
Yeah I love ya gotta go. I kissed him again even more passionately than before and said, "I love you always will. I promise to call every chance I get ok?
Ok I love you
Bye
Bye. And he kissed her then got up and helped her up walked her out of her house for the last time. When I got into the car it started to rain and I looked up and didn't see a cloud in the sky it must've been my crying and his combined and then all the sudden I said mom "I feel sick", I said klutching my stomach. My mom said park it and she got out and opened my door and ran to open the door to the house and I ran into the first floor bathroom and started to through up and my mom said "you have morning sickness." "Thanks mom for the vote of convidence" I said weakly. And then everything went black.
