A/N: Thank you for the constructive criticism, I really appreciate it...No, seriously, it's awesome! I'll try to incorporate suggestions and answer questions as best I can! And I bet everyone's asking right now: How does Gordo feel about all this? Well, here you go:

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Gordo sat on his bed with eyes red from crying. He didn't know if he was more upset because of the way Lizzie was acting, or himself for kicking the girl he loved out of his life. Either way, he was very hurt and very angry. 'What does that girl do to me?' he inquired of himself. She gave him confidence, and even after just one time with her, he was no longer a shy little boy. He liked himself better when he was with her. She was also the best friend he'd ever had.

But that had all changed now. He didn't know if he could forgive her for hurting him, or if she would forgive him for kicking her out. 'What am I thinking? Of course I can forgive her. I love her, I need her.' he thought, but he was still angry. Why was he always the one to be pushed to the side?

He wondered why he had let her use him like that in the first place. He also wondered why he let her carry on between Steve and himself like she did these past few months. Every time he thought of a new question, though, he came to the same answer: "I'm so in love with her, I would do absolutely anything for her" he said out loud, startling himself as he heard the words he said.

He looked over at the clock. 11:00. He decided to try and get some sleep, though he doubted he'd be able to. He changed into a t-shirt, boxers, and flannel pants. It felt good to him to get out of those uncomfortable string bikinis. 'Why did I even buy those?' he asked himself. 'Oh yeah...her.' She had talked him into buying a set of them about a month ago.

He had just turned the lights off and slipped under the covers when he heard his door creak open.

"Mom? Dad?" he asked of the person who had just entered the room.

"Uh, no, sorry Gordo, it's me."

"Lizzie?" His heart began to race, she had come back! Then just as quickly he remembered why he kicked her out in the first place. Now he sounded annoyed. "What do you want?"

"I'm sorry to wake you Gordo, but I couldn't leave things the way they were between us. I had to fix things." Lizzie's voice wavered nervously. She wanted so much for Gordo to forgive her and take her into his arms.

"Lizzie, there's nothing you can do! You want to be with Steve, be with Steve!"

"But I don't want to be with Steve, I want to be with you! In the Romeo and Juliet way, only, I don't want us to kill ourselves."

Gordo sighed. "I wish it were that easy. But you won't break it off with Steve, and even if you did-well, you hurt me pretty bad McGuire."

"But Gordo, Steve is gone...I told him I was in love with someone else. I love you David Zephyr Gordon."

"Lizzie, you know I love you too, and I'm glad things are finally over with Steve, but-"

"But what?"

"I would love nothing more then to kiss you and tell you everything is alright and make love to you for the first time as an official couple, but it's not alright."

"What can I do to make it alright?" Lizzie was getting desperate. She wanted her best friend and lover back.

"I'm not sure right now. I'll think about it and get back to you. For now, why don't you get some sleep? We'll discuss this more tomorrow, I'm very tired."

"Can I sleep here with you tonight?" Lizzie asked gently.

"Lizzie-"

"Please?" she asked, giving him the puppy dog face. (No one can resist the puppy dog face).

"Oh, I guess so...but you're still not forgiven yet!" Gordo said, giving in. (It works every time).

"Thanks!" Lizzie leaped for the bed and crawled under the covers. Within minutes she was fast asleep.

'Why do I let her do this to me?' Gordo thought. 'Oh yeah. I love her.' He sighed and kissed the top of her head. He then rolled over and went to sleep himself.