A/N: Oh yes...Adam and Hillary...I know them..she is cooking me some
nice food and Adam is rubbing my shoulders..Ohh it feels soo good...Get
real people!
Thunder cracked within the sky and painted the black oasis with silver depth as he made his way to to Lizzie's house. He could see some sprinkles of the cold rain begin hit his windsheild. He knew Lizzie hated storms so he decided to go and check on her...he isn't sure what has came over him the past couple weeks. It started out innocent enough. Sideways glance there, maybe a thought or two here but now something more was happening that he just couldn't put his finger on but eversince Hayden came along she just tossed him aside as the nice guy. The nice friend. God, he hated that word so much right now.
He is probably over there right now with his arms around her, playing with her long blond hair and wont give me a second thought...
Gordo titghtened his grip on the steering wheel as he pulled into her driveway. He just sat there for a couple of seconds after turning the engine off then opened the car door and got out. Putting the keys in his pocket he took a deep breath letting the chilled air fill his lungs and numb his breath...almost as if trying to numb his jelousy.
Knock knock...
Lizzie opened the door then flashed a huge grin at the sight before her. Even with his messy mass of damp, brown curls and comfortable look he was still welcomed with warm blue eyes.
" Gordo! I wasn't expecting you until later!" Lizzie spoke as she stepped aside, letting him through the door.
" Yeah, well..I noticed it was going to storm and just wanted to stop in and see if..." Gordo got cut off by an arm being put around Lizzie's waist and lips on her neck.
Hayden was the typical guy that all girls would kill to have a chance with. Cute smile, big blue eyes with silver flecks, blond spikey hair, sexy dresser and he was all hers...well atleast eversince two months ago when they met at the Digital Bean.
"..Gordo...Gordo!?"
" Huh?" He was thrown back into reality at the sound of her voice.
" I asked if you were going to stay and watch movies with us..."
" Nah, I just wanted to stop in." The light shining in Lizzie's eyes tinted dimmer.
" Ohh...well are you sure?" She asked as Gordo gave a stiff nod and turned for the door.
It was going to be a endless night.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
A sigh escaped Gordo's slightly parted lips as he was sprawled restlessly across his bed.
Being seventeen wasn't easy.
How he longed to go back to the childhood where he was the dependable one to Lizzie and Miranda, where the only other guy in her life was the 'wonderful' Ethan Craft and when they had a bond so tight that not any masculine force could shatter.
Until Hayden.
Oh, God! Why was this torturing him? What was this, some annoying phase of watching your best friend date the typical male in their generation? If it was a phase, he wished he would just get over it. She's happy, if he actually loved her as much as he felt he wouldn't be arguing over this.
Who am I even arguing with? My mind against my gut feeling?...Yeah, now your talking to yourself...she will really dig a skitzophrentic!...
Wait, back up there...did he say love? No, he couldn't feel love. It can't be possible, he didn't want to demolish her relationship with Hayden....did he? No, he couldn't wish that because that would hurt her. With a low groan Gordo covered his face with a pillow to muffle his thoughts more then hide the emotion shown across his face. He did.
He was totally inlove with Lizzie McGuire.
And it was torturing his soul to the point of wanting to bust Hayden's ass.
Thunder cracked within the sky and painted the black oasis with silver depth as he made his way to to Lizzie's house. He could see some sprinkles of the cold rain begin hit his windsheild. He knew Lizzie hated storms so he decided to go and check on her...he isn't sure what has came over him the past couple weeks. It started out innocent enough. Sideways glance there, maybe a thought or two here but now something more was happening that he just couldn't put his finger on but eversince Hayden came along she just tossed him aside as the nice guy. The nice friend. God, he hated that word so much right now.
He is probably over there right now with his arms around her, playing with her long blond hair and wont give me a second thought...
Gordo titghtened his grip on the steering wheel as he pulled into her driveway. He just sat there for a couple of seconds after turning the engine off then opened the car door and got out. Putting the keys in his pocket he took a deep breath letting the chilled air fill his lungs and numb his breath...almost as if trying to numb his jelousy.
Knock knock...
Lizzie opened the door then flashed a huge grin at the sight before her. Even with his messy mass of damp, brown curls and comfortable look he was still welcomed with warm blue eyes.
" Gordo! I wasn't expecting you until later!" Lizzie spoke as she stepped aside, letting him through the door.
" Yeah, well..I noticed it was going to storm and just wanted to stop in and see if..." Gordo got cut off by an arm being put around Lizzie's waist and lips on her neck.
Hayden was the typical guy that all girls would kill to have a chance with. Cute smile, big blue eyes with silver flecks, blond spikey hair, sexy dresser and he was all hers...well atleast eversince two months ago when they met at the Digital Bean.
"..Gordo...Gordo!?"
" Huh?" He was thrown back into reality at the sound of her voice.
" I asked if you were going to stay and watch movies with us..."
" Nah, I just wanted to stop in." The light shining in Lizzie's eyes tinted dimmer.
" Ohh...well are you sure?" She asked as Gordo gave a stiff nod and turned for the door.
It was going to be a endless night.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
A sigh escaped Gordo's slightly parted lips as he was sprawled restlessly across his bed.
Being seventeen wasn't easy.
How he longed to go back to the childhood where he was the dependable one to Lizzie and Miranda, where the only other guy in her life was the 'wonderful' Ethan Craft and when they had a bond so tight that not any masculine force could shatter.
Until Hayden.
Oh, God! Why was this torturing him? What was this, some annoying phase of watching your best friend date the typical male in their generation? If it was a phase, he wished he would just get over it. She's happy, if he actually loved her as much as he felt he wouldn't be arguing over this.
Who am I even arguing with? My mind against my gut feeling?...Yeah, now your talking to yourself...she will really dig a skitzophrentic!...
Wait, back up there...did he say love? No, he couldn't feel love. It can't be possible, he didn't want to demolish her relationship with Hayden....did he? No, he couldn't wish that because that would hurt her. With a low groan Gordo covered his face with a pillow to muffle his thoughts more then hide the emotion shown across his face. He did.
He was totally inlove with Lizzie McGuire.
And it was torturing his soul to the point of wanting to bust Hayden's ass.