6-12-06

Hey guys! Hope everyone is doing splended! If you didn't see my profile, I'm leaving for Europe tomorrow! It should be amazing! ah! I wanted to update before I leave, so here it is. Actually I've been on fanfiction a lot lately, but suprise not reading Lizzie McG stories, but ...SAILOR MOON! gasps Yes, it's true, but don't worry justyet. 'Lizzie' stories still own my heart. lol. Sailor moon really is very awesome, though... soaction pacted, cheesy, and sigh romantic. lol.I've even bough a few dvds. Mann..I want to learn Japanese! hah, I'm trying to grow my hair out verylong so I can have odangos. I've even found myself becoming jealous of a certain someone who got to go to Japan last summer. lol.

Anyway, sorry to ramble like this. I've realized so far with TLN, at this rate, this story will be going on for awhile. So please hang in there! I have a plan, I promise! Hope you enjoy this chapter and please review. I want to read lots when I back k? k.

Love always,

Lola;0

The Lizzie Nightmares

The Idea

22

"I'll always be by your side," said the actress for about the fifth time going through that particular scene.

I rested my head on my crossed arms after flipping the page of the scrip.

"Darien looks back at Marilyn, his arm still holding onto the door knob," said the narrator.

I took a sip of my coffee and rested my head back down but, dared not close my eyes. I missed her and that was a feeling I prefer to not experience while at work. She made me vulnerable, a trait not particularly desirable for this kind of job.

"All I wanted was to be your wife. I'll iron your clothes, I'll shine your shoes…and make your bed, and cook your food," said the actress.

"Darien makes his way to Marilyn cupping her face in his hand," the narrator read on.

"and for a diamond ring… I'll do these kinds of things,"

Silly girl, he wanted to say. How oblivious she was to the control she had over him. Gordo sighed. He leaned over the mutter something to the leading director, Adam Golden.

"Okay, that's enough for today," announced Adam. Gordo sat up and stretched, soon followed by several other cast and crew members. Before making it to the door Shawn caught his arm and gave him a friendly punch on the shoulder. Gordo attempted a smile, but there was no fooling Shawn.

"What's up?" asked Shawn concern, "and don't feed me any crap about running though the scrip. C'mon everyone knows work doesn't stress you. Something's up,"

Gordo shrugged and searched for words to explain, while Shawn waited rather impatiently. Gordo opened his mouth to speak when Shawn interrupted, "Oh wait! I know; Lizzie's still off filming isn't she?" he questioned, "but I don't get it, she calls doesn't she? I mean she's doing pretty well in acting right now, and not seeing her for long periods of time is something you guys will have to put up with." He colleted his things from the table and went to follow Gordo out to the parking lot.

Gordo smiled, "It's just me, I really don't think she'll cares if she sees me or not. You make it sound like we're married or something," He didn't want to tell Shawn that she hadn't called. It made him feel pitiful just thinking about it. He hadn't heard from her since she left. Stopping work because he couldn't concentrate with her on his mind was even more pathetic.

"Well, maybe not yet…" Shawn offered

"She's not even my girlfriend!" Gordo surprised himself with his aggressive tone, and immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, I mean your right," he paused, "It's just she hasn't called …at all"

Shawn, in warmed hearted nature, went out to his friend, "Gordo, ah I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have bothered you about it. But, hey, I bet she's been busy, don't worry too much. You know how it can get," Shawn looked to his friend. He wouldn't give up on him; he'd just have to give him an extra shove to take a chance. He grinned.

Gordo saw Shawn's expression and his feelings of rejection soon turned into fear. "Oh no Shawn, really it's okay, I'll be fine. Actually I'm feeling really great, but please don't tell me you have an idea,"

Shawn's smile only grew, "I have an idea,"

"Ahh," Gordo let out, running his hands through his hair. He laughed, "So are you gonna tell me?"

"Lizzie gets back next weekend, right?" asked Shawn

"Like she told me..." Gordo muttered, when Shawn shot him a 'like-you-haven't-been-counting-down-the-days-until-she-got-back' look. Gordo sighed, "Yesss,"

"Well that just happens to be the same weekend my baby and The California Ballet Company perform Giselle. Wanna come? Huh? Bring a special someone, huh?" Shawn nagged.

Gordo pondered it for a moment. Shawn persisted, "Lizzie would like it, you guys could spend some time together, and besides," he stopped to find the words, "Belle is the most beautiful dancer,"

Gordo smiled happy for his friend, yet feeling that sting of sorrow over his own unrequited love. He sighed, "I'll ask her about it,"

-

This was a bad idea, Gordo thought.

He walk behind Shawn as he was leading the way inside the theater to God knows where. Everyone was dressed in their best attire and she looked, breathtaking. He didn't dare turn back his head to look at her now though. Not with that red headed traitor at her side.

He thought back to the night he called her about the ballet. She said that she was glad to hear from him and that she'd love to go. It was too good to be true, because then came the killer. She'd already made plans with her "friend" that weekend. In the mess of things, they both changed their plans and accompanied Gordo and Shawn to the show. Gordo didn't want to remember that feeling when he saw her walk towards him that night. Her gorgeous smile as she waved her hand to him. The other delicately slipped through the arm of Adam Golden.

Now he tried desperately to disregard the sweet nothings the two were whispering to one another behind him, her soft laugh. He tightened his first. She'd been so busy when she was gone she forgot all about him, but had managed to call Adam. Gordo shoved himself into the wall of the narrow hallway. He was such an idiot.

Shawn stopped and turned them, dozen's of roses in his arms.

Lizzie was the first to ask, "Where are we going Shawn?" she laughed. Everyone was somewhat curious, yet also afraid to ask. The theater was historical and gave off a kind of eerie atmosphere as the light became dimmer the further they walked down the quiet, narrow hallway.

Shawn smiled, "I'm going to try getting back stage to give Belle these before she goes on," He put his arm on Gordo's shoulder and said rather dramatically, " If I'm not back in ten minutes go on without me!" he laughed and plunged through the door marked Cast and Crew Only. After a moment or two, there was suddenly a loud scream of girls coming from inside the room and then a loud, "SHAWN!"

They all looked at each other and laughed nervously. Adam attempted conversation, "Well, Gordo, I had no idea you were the guy Lizzie was always going on about. I thought you went by David-"

"Gordo to friends and family," Gordo interrupted.

Adam laughed, "I can tell you were surprised to see me, yes?"

Surprised? Gordo had to laugh at that. "You could say that," He guessed Lizzie felt nervous for Adam, as he watched her hand hold tighter to Adam's; smiling. Who was he kidding? This wasn't him. He refused to fight over her when there was clearly no competition. Gordo shook his head, "Ah, but that's great. I mean that you two have gotten…" he trailed off his eyes wandering towards their laced hands, "close. Lizzie's the best person you'll ever meet." Well, at least he was sincere. Gordo sighed watching her pretty eyes' confused expression. He couldn't turn away from her now; she had complete control over him. It was as if time has slowed as a gift from God to watch her just awhile longer. They way her gold hair fall perfectly down her face, her glittering blue eyes. Everything about was so soft and-

Ripped right back into reality, Shawn came bursting in with a goofy grin on his face, as well as a few kisses. Though his presence was clear, his eyes lay somewhere else. Gordo knew the feeling well. He slapped Shawn on the back and guided him towards the exit. Lizzie and Adam walked ahead of them, though Gordo tried hard not to watch the two. So it was unknown to him when Lizzie turned back her head, hoping to catch his eye. Time had slowed for her too.

-

Gordo had never seen Shawn sit still for so long in his life; His eyes were glued to the stage. Of course his mouth wasn't shut and it seemed he was constantly whispering some comment to Gordo. Yet, he was glad for Shawn's company, for without him he would have surely fallen into an eternal sleep. He also kept Gordo at least somewhat distracted from Lizzie and Adam. He'd occasionally glance over at her. All the words he found just the moment before washed away and a rush flowed throughout his veins. Wow, he would think, and turn back to face the stage. Being such a tempting thrill, this occurred several times through the ballet. Before he knew it everyone around him was standing up and clapping.

Gordo stood, "Thanks a lot Shawn, but I think I'm going to head out. Tell Belle that she was great, k?"

Shawn stopped clapping for the moment and turned his attention to his friend, "Well hey, wait. What about Lizzie?" his eyes pointing towards.

Gordo just shrugged walking away. As he entered the outside lobby he put his hands to his cheeks. It had been so hot and stuffy inside; he relaxed a second to feel the cool air.

"Gordo!" he heard an angel call to him. He turned around to see her standing there. Alone. He was confused. She walked quickly towards him. Her pretty face, flushed from the warmth of the theater, he longed to gently stroke. She slowed her pace as she reached near him. "…I, -I was hoping we could talk, you know catch up?"

Gordo smiled, "How are you, things?"

Lizzie paused, "Oh, I was- well... I'm great you know, the movie –it was really fun filming. You know? I was actually thinking we could go some place for coffee and talk" she asked hopefully

"Adam. Your guest, I mean, he would mind. Don't you think?" Gordo answered almost immediately.

"Oh," she answered softly looking down. "Well, maybe some time later then huh?"

"Yeah, I'm sure" he answered her reassuringly, though, sadly doubting it himself.

Lizzie looked up sharply, confidence know in her eyes, "You know, I'm thinking about doing one of his movie, Adam's"

"Right," Gordo answered feeling strangely hurt. Maybe it was because he'd always imagined Lizzie as his leading lady. Then again, that was more of a dream. "You guys will work well together."

Lizzie waved goodbye and turned back around to the theater. Gordo sighed as he walked through the many halls of the theater. The exit had to be here somewhere. As he came around a corner he was startled by the sight of Shawn and Belle making out in the lonely passage way. Neglected roses lay all around their feet.

This struck a thought in Gordo's mind as he went in search of another way out. His pace increased as his brief thought grew into an idea. He'd get to his computer, give the story a good once over, and then print it out. He soon forgot where he was going and just continued on walking. He'd have to call Paul in the morning; he knew he wouldn't be busy then. His mind went through all the things he imagined Paul would say, and then the following days as things would work themselves out. He found himself getting excited.

He started running, now anxious to get home, when SLAM! "Lizzie!" he'd run into her and Adam as they were exciting. His mind suddenly remembered the scary part of his idea, but he smiled. "Lizzie! Hey, think you can give me your agent's number?"

She flashed him a bright smiled beginning to digging through her purse. Gordo started to think that Shawn's idea wasn't so bad after all.

To be continued…