Disclaimer: I don't own Lizzie McGuire or the characters. Disney does.

6 months later

"Lizzie! Gordo's here!"

Gordo was in the middle of taking a steadying breath when it was ripped from him in a gasp. Walking down the stairs, was his utterly gorgeous girlfriend. He felt himself fall for her for the hundredth time.

Her hair was curled- blonde spirals bouncing softly against her bare shoulders, her white dress hugged her torso- bodice covered in sparkling little jewels, and flowed out at the waist into a full ball gown of fairylike layering. She also wore a delicate white gold necklace, the ring he had given her and little slips on her feet.

She looked so beautiful. She looked like an angel, a princess…a bride.

Gordo blushed at that last thought.

Then, on realising that Lizzie had reached the bottom of the stairs and was looking at him, as well as Mr and Mrs McGuire, he stammered out, "You-uh-wow-I…"

Lizzie giggled, blushing madly as she fiddled nervously with her ring.

Gordo swallowed heavily and reached out to take her hand delicately, "You look beautiful."

"Thanks," Lizzie bit her lip.

Her Mom sniffled and let out a gushing, "Oh, you two!"

Lizzie smiled, not being able to look away from Gordo. She reached up and brushed a stray curl of hair out of his eyes.

Gordo looked sheepish, "Yeah, sorry, I tried my best to tame it."

"No, I'm glad…I like your curls," Lizzie admitted, giggling.

A flash broke the lock of their eyes.

"Okay, you two, squeeze in, I want a picture!" Mrs McGuire cooed.

Gordo wrapped an arm around Lizzie's waist, hand warm on her stomach encouraging her back against his chest.

Lizzie leaned back against him, feeling the smooth fabric and slight warmth through his suit.

Mrs McGuire's one picture turned into 20, before she started requesting poses. 'Scoot closer, wrap both arms around her, touch her hand…'.

Gordo relented to one last request, even though he thought it might've just been a tease, 'give us a kiss then'. Holding her close in his arms, he pressed a long, tender, soft kiss to her cheek.

Mrs McGuire sniffled, hand to her chest as she cooed, and babbled about her baby girl all grown up.

Gordo chuckled and pulled back, looking to Lizzie, "Ready to go then?"

Lizzie nodded, cheeks faintly dusted pink, "I just have to get my shawl and my bag."

Gordo smiled and watched as Lizzie and Mrs McGuire left the room. Then he turned to see Mr McGuire staring at him intently, and his smile dropped off.

Mr McGuire cleared his throat, "Okay, so, the dance goes until 11:30pm, I want you both on the doorstep not a second after 11:45pm- that means, no wandering off, no going down the street or to the park, or to a motel."

Gordo blushed, embarrassed and horrified, giving a hasty, "No sir!"

Mr McGuire gave him a long look, "…okay." He gave Gordo a few friendly (but slightly too firm) warning slaps on the back.

They walked in the front gate of the school, wind buffeting at Lizzie's dress and hair. She fought to hold onto everything. Gordo lunged and grabbed her shawl as it flew off into the air. She giggled, thanking him, continuing to try to hold down her hair.

They made it inside the school, and Lizzie claimed she needed to check her appearance in the ladies room.

Finally, once she was back in place, with the shawl placed around her goose pimpled shoulders, they headed into the gym.

They spotted Miranda, and the girls spent five minutes complimenting each other on every single thing possible.

Miranda turned to Gordo with her usual smirk, "Well, don't you clean up nice."

Lizzie grinned at him, grabbing onto his arm in possessive proudness, "Yes, he does, doesn't he."

Gordo couldn't help but grin back. "So, you want a drink?"

"Oo, yes please," Lizzie replied.

"That'd be great Gordo," Miranda said.

Gordo glared at her, muttering, 'evil', under his breath as he walked away.

Gordo found them again, still laughing as he finally escaped from Tudgeman. He handed Lizzie's drink to her, and shoved Miranda's drink at her.

"What are you laughing at?"

"The Tudge- he claims that he had a date- this hot older girl, but that she came down with the measles." Gordo shoot his head, still snickering

Miranda snorted.

"Oh," Lizzie's lips twitched as a smile threatened, but instead, she said, "Poor Larry. I think I'll save him a dance…he has always been nice to me, and that date he took me on was not awful."

"Gross!" Miranda cried. "You can't dance with the Tudge!"

Gordo felt a burn of jealously which was quickly and completely erased by fondness and awe.

Lizzie cocked her head at Gordo's gaze, "What?"

Gordo smiled and shook his head, "Nothing."

By the time she'd finished her drink, she was well and truly confused and wanting to know why Gordo was still smiling at her like that. "Gordo! What?"

Gordo's smiled bloomed further, his voice low and raw, "You want to dance?"

Lizzie blushed instantly, stammering, "Oh, uh, yeah, okay."

Gordo grabbed her hand and lead her onto the dancefloor, leaving Miranda's wolf whistles behind. He turned and captured her in his arms, close to his own body.

Lizzie's eyes flickered to and away from his, nervous at what was going on, and the fact that they were so close. Her voice was ragged and breathy, "What? Gordo?"

"You are so amazing," Gordo whispered reverently.

Lizzie blushed horrible.

Gordo grinned at her, and then softened again, curling a strand of hair behind her ears, "You often give across this impression of bubbly blonde shallowness. But deep down, your heart is just pure gold. You are endlessly compassionate. I love that about you."

Lizzie was completely flattered and touched. But there was a lingering awkwardness with the last of what Gordo had just said. That was still a topic that was weird between them. They'd never gone anywhere near any expressions of the L word. Gordo, just then, had got as close to it as ever.

Gordo searched her eyes, understanding moving between them.

Gordo took a deep breath, but it was Lizzie who spoke first.

"I love you Gordo. Since before I can ever remember," she blurted out quickly

Lizzie's face felt on fire, her hands shaky in embarrassment. Gordo's look of absolute happiness and shock and pride helped a bit.

Gordo pulled her closer by the waist and touched their foreheads together. He finally choked out, "Lizzie, I- wow…I can't believe…I'm so lucky. I- I love you too. I really do."

Lizzie felt her eyes prickle and intense tightness in her chest. She'd never seen someone sound so sincere and definite in all her life. To her complete embarrassment, tears slipped out of her eyes and she started to cry.

Gordo tilted his head to press their lips together in a messy, inexact, but sincere kiss.

Lizzie had never felt so loved.

"So, how long exactly before I can tease you about getting all girly and crying?" Gordo teased.

Lizzie stood up straight, smacking Gordo in the chest, "Gordo!"

THE END

A/N: That's it! Finally finished. I'd like to thank everyone who gave this thing a read and hope you all enjoyed it. And I'd like to especially thank those who reviewed and said nice things- it meant a lot.