Summary: Lizzie and Gordo (friends) are out of high school and make a huge mistake and have to live with the consequences. What will ever become of their relationship?
This is not your typical Lizzie gets pregnant or Lizzie gets pregnant and falls in love with Gordo type story. While those stories are fun to read, this is a little different. I won't give anything away, but I have been working on this story in my head for months now, so please give this a chance.
Note: I do not own Lizzie McGuire.
One of These Days
Chapter One: Graduation
"Oh, my God, you guys, I can't believe we just graduated!" Lizzie was telling her friends, Gordo and Miranda at the reception, "We have college, and then after that, we have a whole new life!"
"Yeah, hey are you guys going to Ethan's party?" Miranda asked.
"The one tonight? I thought it was cancelled," Gordo said.
"Yeah, it's back on," Miranda said, "so are you guys going or what?"
Lizzie shrugged, "I don't know." Less than a year ago, Ethan put an end to their two year relationship and Lizzie had a little trouble becoming friends with him again, "I guess it wouldn't hurt to make an appearance."
"Good. Gordo, what about you?"
Gordo rolled his eyes, "I guess I'm in."
Gordo had also ended a serious relationship recently. They were together for a year and a half before Jessica broke dumped him in January.
Their parents took pictures of them at the reception and they separated to mingle with the rest of their class. The next year, Gordo would go off to Columbia, Lizzie would stay and go to UCLA while Miranda was going to the University of San Diego. The three didn't act like they were leaving each other, though. Maybe that was because they weren't ready to admit it to themselves. They had a little over three months together after this and whatever happened after that was up to fate.
Two hours later, the reception was over and Lizzie left in her Jeep while Gordo ended up giving Miranda a ride in his Honda Civic, "I can't believe high school is over," Miranda commented as she sat in the passenger seat and look out the window and watched as they passed the park and the houses. "Can you believe that we've been here all our lives and soon, we won't?"
"I know," Gordo said, "We're on our own and from now on, our parents can't get us out of every situation."
Miranda smiled as she remembered, "Do you remember when you had a crush on Lizzie?"
Gordo laughed as he remember how infatuated he was with Lizzie and then, even after they kissed in Rome, their relationship never changed. It hurt, he admitted, at first, but he had changed over the years, too. Sure, there would be times that he would be with Lizzie and feel awkward or differently than he would have if he was with Miranda, but it wasn't anything he saw as too serious. Up until a few months ago, he was too busy with Jessica, anyway, "Yeah, and you and Lizzie were too hung up on Ethan."
"Wow, we really have changed."
"Yeah, but we're still friends."
Miranda, unlike Gordo and Lizzie, was able to maintain a stable relationship throughout high school. She'd been dating Larry Tudgeman for almost three years at this point and they were going to be close to each other for college. They had something together that Lizzie or Gordo could never find for themselves, and that was true love, Miranda smiled, but it was sort of sad, "Gordo? Do you think you'll ever come back to visit?"
"Of course!" he said, "I'll be back for Thanksgiving and Christmas and probably a few other long weekends. And then there's always spring break."
"That't true. You better come back, now. There isn't any excuse that will get past Lizzie and I. Not even a girl."
Gordo laughed, "Yeah, that's right. You and Lizzie always come first."
"You're damn straight."
They talked a little more until he pulled into her driveway and they agreed to meet at the party. Miranda had a car of her own, a Toyota Camry, but drove to graduation with her parents and since her parents early and Larry was going out to see his dying great aunt for the afternoon immediately after this, she rode home with Gordo.
Several hours later, they met up at the party and since Miranda came with Larry and they danced, after Gordo saw Jessica with someone on the dance floor, he followed Lizzie to get a drink and then sit down on the sofa. He could tell that Lizzie was also not very enthusiastic about coming to this thing tonight because it was Ethan's house and he would be there, and then for him, there was Jessica, so he thought they could be miserably together. After all, misery does enjoy company, right?
Lizzie chose to drink a beer, which sort of surprised Gordo, as he'd never seen her drink before. Gordo got the same, however, and they sat down and drank and talked a little. "Great party," Lizzie said, in a sarcastic tone.
"Yeah," Gordo said, as he noticed that Jessica was now dancing with Ethan. He wondered if Lizzie already knew that and that was the reason she was saying something, "Do you want to dance?" he asked.
Lizzie shrugged and then stretched, taking a sip of her drink, "Not right now. I don't really feel like dancing."
"I say we blow this place."
Lizzie nodded her head, "Yeah, I wish we could. Ethan has already seen me, though, and this is like the last time everyone in our grade will be together."
"Well, not everyone is here."
Lizzie rolled her eyes, "Well, all of us except for the people whose parents don't want them here."
"Where are Ethan's parents, anyway? You'd think they'd be in town for his graduation."
"They are. They're upstairs."
Gordo's eyes widened, "Oh," he said, simply, taking a rather large gulp of his drink. He hated watching Jessica practically make out with other people. It wasn't that he still had feelings for her, but he felt like for her, it was almost as if she had no shame. She knew he was here and was being very inconsiderate. He wasn't exactly hanging over some girl now, was he? He finished his bottle and got up to get another drink. Lizzie asked him to get her one, too, and he shrugged. If he was going to get drunk, he might as well get drunk with his best friend, he thought, he and Lizzie were, after all, responsible people.
An hour later, the two best friends were beginning to feel a little drunk. Lizzie was giggling madly after three drinks and Gordo had managed to have one or two more than Lizzie. Lizzie had never really been drunk before and Gordo only got drunk on Jewish holidays so this situation was pretty weird. Lizzie didn't plan on drinking until she saw Ethan and realized that she had no real good reason for being here. Lizzie sighed after she and Gordo finished laughing at some stupid comment Lizzie made seconds earlier and then all the sudden, she felt like she needed some air. "Gordo," she said, getting up and taking his hand, "come outside with me," and she tried pulling him up, but he managed to get up on his own and they went out the front door. Lizzie took off her shoes and headed to the backyard. She had a glass of champagne in one hand as she stumbled off into the wooded area beyond his backyard. Gordo followed, leaving his scotch with her shoes. The wooded area was a little steep, going down and Lizzie slipped about four feel below and giggled. Gordo slid down to her and asked if she was okay. She just sat there, in the woods, flailing, "I'm great!"
Gordo sat down beside her and they looked at each other with their drunken, glassy eyes. Lizzie sighed loudly, "that was fun," gulping down the last of her champagne and throwing the glass to the side, "I feel so much better."
Gordo nodded, "Yeah, its nice out here. I didn't think I could spend another minute in that house."
"Yeah," Lizzie said, seeming a little out of breath, she blurred, "did you see Ethan in there? He was all over Jessica in there. Man, I didn't see that coming."
"I think I saw them disappear downstairs before we left," he said, "Jessica is such a slut."
Lizzie giggled at what he said. In fact, she giggled so hard that she snorted and this caused Gordo, in his drunken state to react by laughing. When the laughter subsided, Lizzie said, "Wow, I don't feel like driving home like this."
"Me neither."
It was a hot night, and Lizzie took off her shirt to reveal a pink lacey tank top. Gordo watched her as she did this, and without really thinking like the rational, sober Gordo, he reached for her arm and kissed her. Lizzie didn't stop although neither of them were in a clear mind to know what was really going on.
That was the last that either of them could remember when they woke up that morning. Lizzie stirred first at around seven next morning. She had a massive headache and when she sat up and looked around her, she was really confused. She looked down at unclothed herself and the confusion turned into panic. What in the hell happened the night before? Nothing really started to kick in until she saw that Gordo was right there next to her, and not only was he not wearing any clothes, but their clothes were all around them. She screamed. She didn't know what else to do, but it woke Gordo up as well. Lizzie looked at Gordo as he stirred and reached for the closed article of clothing she could find and tried to cover herself up so he wouldn't see her. Gordo turned to where he heard the scream and was surprised to see Lizzie right there, staring at him, with a look of disgust on her face. It took him a moment to register what was going on, as he too, was suffering from a hangover, but once he saw Lizzie in her state and realized that he, too, was naked, it didn't take him long to put two and two together. He sat up and looked at Lizzie, "What happened?" he asked, trying to remember something from the night before, but he could hardly remember anything.
"I don't know," Lizzie said, avoiding eye contact with him, "You tell me."
"I don't remember, either."
Lizzie sighed, not knowing which was more antagonizing, the headache or the situation, "Let's get out of here. The last thing I want to happen is to have Ethan find us here."
That's right, he thought, they were near Ethan's house. They quickly got dressed and went to their own cars. There was an awkward silence between them as they walked and both of them were thankful to finally separate. They had the feeling that their relationship would somehow not quite ever feel the same as it did the day before.
They didn't see each other for the rest of the day, although both of them knew that they couldn't avoid each other forever. After all, Miranda would probably be suspicious.
When Lizzie came home that morning, she went to her room to go back to sleep. She didn't want to think about what happened, even if it most likely meant that her best friend just devirginized her. She took two Advil and went to bed.
Gordo came home and did the same. To some guys, he officially became a man last night, but to him, he just had sex with his best friend while they were drunk. His headache got in the way of him thinking too deeply about this and he also conked out until later that afternoon.
How does one handle a situation like this, anyway? Are they supposed to talk about this or go on as if it never happened? Neither of them had feelings for each other in a romantic sense, so it wasn't worth trying to make something of this, was it? Would they tell Miranda? Would they make a big production out of it? It would never happen again, right? Would it be a big deal then? This made everything so much more complicated within their friendship and every time they see each other, it will be different.
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Please Review! I will update as soon as possible!
This is not your typical Lizzie gets pregnant or Lizzie gets pregnant and falls in love with Gordo type story. While those stories are fun to read, this is a little different. I won't give anything away, but I have been working on this story in my head for months now, so please give this a chance.
Note: I do not own Lizzie McGuire.
One of These Days
Chapter One: Graduation
"Oh, my God, you guys, I can't believe we just graduated!" Lizzie was telling her friends, Gordo and Miranda at the reception, "We have college, and then after that, we have a whole new life!"
"Yeah, hey are you guys going to Ethan's party?" Miranda asked.
"The one tonight? I thought it was cancelled," Gordo said.
"Yeah, it's back on," Miranda said, "so are you guys going or what?"
Lizzie shrugged, "I don't know." Less than a year ago, Ethan put an end to their two year relationship and Lizzie had a little trouble becoming friends with him again, "I guess it wouldn't hurt to make an appearance."
"Good. Gordo, what about you?"
Gordo rolled his eyes, "I guess I'm in."
Gordo had also ended a serious relationship recently. They were together for a year and a half before Jessica broke dumped him in January.
Their parents took pictures of them at the reception and they separated to mingle with the rest of their class. The next year, Gordo would go off to Columbia, Lizzie would stay and go to UCLA while Miranda was going to the University of San Diego. The three didn't act like they were leaving each other, though. Maybe that was because they weren't ready to admit it to themselves. They had a little over three months together after this and whatever happened after that was up to fate.
Two hours later, the reception was over and Lizzie left in her Jeep while Gordo ended up giving Miranda a ride in his Honda Civic, "I can't believe high school is over," Miranda commented as she sat in the passenger seat and look out the window and watched as they passed the park and the houses. "Can you believe that we've been here all our lives and soon, we won't?"
"I know," Gordo said, "We're on our own and from now on, our parents can't get us out of every situation."
Miranda smiled as she remembered, "Do you remember when you had a crush on Lizzie?"
Gordo laughed as he remember how infatuated he was with Lizzie and then, even after they kissed in Rome, their relationship never changed. It hurt, he admitted, at first, but he had changed over the years, too. Sure, there would be times that he would be with Lizzie and feel awkward or differently than he would have if he was with Miranda, but it wasn't anything he saw as too serious. Up until a few months ago, he was too busy with Jessica, anyway, "Yeah, and you and Lizzie were too hung up on Ethan."
"Wow, we really have changed."
"Yeah, but we're still friends."
Miranda, unlike Gordo and Lizzie, was able to maintain a stable relationship throughout high school. She'd been dating Larry Tudgeman for almost three years at this point and they were going to be close to each other for college. They had something together that Lizzie or Gordo could never find for themselves, and that was true love, Miranda smiled, but it was sort of sad, "Gordo? Do you think you'll ever come back to visit?"
"Of course!" he said, "I'll be back for Thanksgiving and Christmas and probably a few other long weekends. And then there's always spring break."
"That't true. You better come back, now. There isn't any excuse that will get past Lizzie and I. Not even a girl."
Gordo laughed, "Yeah, that's right. You and Lizzie always come first."
"You're damn straight."
They talked a little more until he pulled into her driveway and they agreed to meet at the party. Miranda had a car of her own, a Toyota Camry, but drove to graduation with her parents and since her parents early and Larry was going out to see his dying great aunt for the afternoon immediately after this, she rode home with Gordo.
Several hours later, they met up at the party and since Miranda came with Larry and they danced, after Gordo saw Jessica with someone on the dance floor, he followed Lizzie to get a drink and then sit down on the sofa. He could tell that Lizzie was also not very enthusiastic about coming to this thing tonight because it was Ethan's house and he would be there, and then for him, there was Jessica, so he thought they could be miserably together. After all, misery does enjoy company, right?
Lizzie chose to drink a beer, which sort of surprised Gordo, as he'd never seen her drink before. Gordo got the same, however, and they sat down and drank and talked a little. "Great party," Lizzie said, in a sarcastic tone.
"Yeah," Gordo said, as he noticed that Jessica was now dancing with Ethan. He wondered if Lizzie already knew that and that was the reason she was saying something, "Do you want to dance?" he asked.
Lizzie shrugged and then stretched, taking a sip of her drink, "Not right now. I don't really feel like dancing."
"I say we blow this place."
Lizzie nodded her head, "Yeah, I wish we could. Ethan has already seen me, though, and this is like the last time everyone in our grade will be together."
"Well, not everyone is here."
Lizzie rolled her eyes, "Well, all of us except for the people whose parents don't want them here."
"Where are Ethan's parents, anyway? You'd think they'd be in town for his graduation."
"They are. They're upstairs."
Gordo's eyes widened, "Oh," he said, simply, taking a rather large gulp of his drink. He hated watching Jessica practically make out with other people. It wasn't that he still had feelings for her, but he felt like for her, it was almost as if she had no shame. She knew he was here and was being very inconsiderate. He wasn't exactly hanging over some girl now, was he? He finished his bottle and got up to get another drink. Lizzie asked him to get her one, too, and he shrugged. If he was going to get drunk, he might as well get drunk with his best friend, he thought, he and Lizzie were, after all, responsible people.
An hour later, the two best friends were beginning to feel a little drunk. Lizzie was giggling madly after three drinks and Gordo had managed to have one or two more than Lizzie. Lizzie had never really been drunk before and Gordo only got drunk on Jewish holidays so this situation was pretty weird. Lizzie didn't plan on drinking until she saw Ethan and realized that she had no real good reason for being here. Lizzie sighed after she and Gordo finished laughing at some stupid comment Lizzie made seconds earlier and then all the sudden, she felt like she needed some air. "Gordo," she said, getting up and taking his hand, "come outside with me," and she tried pulling him up, but he managed to get up on his own and they went out the front door. Lizzie took off her shoes and headed to the backyard. She had a glass of champagne in one hand as she stumbled off into the wooded area beyond his backyard. Gordo followed, leaving his scotch with her shoes. The wooded area was a little steep, going down and Lizzie slipped about four feel below and giggled. Gordo slid down to her and asked if she was okay. She just sat there, in the woods, flailing, "I'm great!"
Gordo sat down beside her and they looked at each other with their drunken, glassy eyes. Lizzie sighed loudly, "that was fun," gulping down the last of her champagne and throwing the glass to the side, "I feel so much better."
Gordo nodded, "Yeah, its nice out here. I didn't think I could spend another minute in that house."
"Yeah," Lizzie said, seeming a little out of breath, she blurred, "did you see Ethan in there? He was all over Jessica in there. Man, I didn't see that coming."
"I think I saw them disappear downstairs before we left," he said, "Jessica is such a slut."
Lizzie giggled at what he said. In fact, she giggled so hard that she snorted and this caused Gordo, in his drunken state to react by laughing. When the laughter subsided, Lizzie said, "Wow, I don't feel like driving home like this."
"Me neither."
It was a hot night, and Lizzie took off her shirt to reveal a pink lacey tank top. Gordo watched her as she did this, and without really thinking like the rational, sober Gordo, he reached for her arm and kissed her. Lizzie didn't stop although neither of them were in a clear mind to know what was really going on.
That was the last that either of them could remember when they woke up that morning. Lizzie stirred first at around seven next morning. She had a massive headache and when she sat up and looked around her, she was really confused. She looked down at unclothed herself and the confusion turned into panic. What in the hell happened the night before? Nothing really started to kick in until she saw that Gordo was right there next to her, and not only was he not wearing any clothes, but their clothes were all around them. She screamed. She didn't know what else to do, but it woke Gordo up as well. Lizzie looked at Gordo as he stirred and reached for the closed article of clothing she could find and tried to cover herself up so he wouldn't see her. Gordo turned to where he heard the scream and was surprised to see Lizzie right there, staring at him, with a look of disgust on her face. It took him a moment to register what was going on, as he too, was suffering from a hangover, but once he saw Lizzie in her state and realized that he, too, was naked, it didn't take him long to put two and two together. He sat up and looked at Lizzie, "What happened?" he asked, trying to remember something from the night before, but he could hardly remember anything.
"I don't know," Lizzie said, avoiding eye contact with him, "You tell me."
"I don't remember, either."
Lizzie sighed, not knowing which was more antagonizing, the headache or the situation, "Let's get out of here. The last thing I want to happen is to have Ethan find us here."
That's right, he thought, they were near Ethan's house. They quickly got dressed and went to their own cars. There was an awkward silence between them as they walked and both of them were thankful to finally separate. They had the feeling that their relationship would somehow not quite ever feel the same as it did the day before.
They didn't see each other for the rest of the day, although both of them knew that they couldn't avoid each other forever. After all, Miranda would probably be suspicious.
When Lizzie came home that morning, she went to her room to go back to sleep. She didn't want to think about what happened, even if it most likely meant that her best friend just devirginized her. She took two Advil and went to bed.
Gordo came home and did the same. To some guys, he officially became a man last night, but to him, he just had sex with his best friend while they were drunk. His headache got in the way of him thinking too deeply about this and he also conked out until later that afternoon.
How does one handle a situation like this, anyway? Are they supposed to talk about this or go on as if it never happened? Neither of them had feelings for each other in a romantic sense, so it wasn't worth trying to make something of this, was it? Would they tell Miranda? Would they make a big production out of it? It would never happen again, right? Would it be a big deal then? This made everything so much more complicated within their friendship and every time they see each other, it will be different.
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