Disclaimer: I own nothing pertaining to The Gilmore Girls show.

(I am the owner of a crush on Jess and some pictures of him! Hehehe!)

AN/ I Just thought of this idea today and I thought it might be interesting to write.

I hope you like it! It was fun writing it. I hope you have reading it! I don't know if Rory has a phone by her bed, but in my story she does.

Enjoy! =)

Rory Gilmore was lying in bed sleeping one night when, something loud woke her up.

The noise rang out sharp and clear in the crisp, still night air.

She sat up groggily searching for the noise that had dared to wake her from her deep slumber.

Her eyes came to rest on the ringing telephone that she had on her nightstand.

She glanced at the clock. It was 3:00 a.m.

She glared at the phone as it continued to ring.

Picking it up she heard her mother padding down the stairs.

Apparently, Lorelai had also heard the ringing and was coming down to see who it was.

"Hello?" Rory said still fighting to pull herself out of the sleepy state she found herself in.

"Rory?" Paris Geller's voice sounding wide-awake came over the line.

Hearing Paris's voice woke her up completely.

"Paris?" Rory asked.

"Yes it's Paris! Who did you think it was, France?" Paris said attempting to be humorous.

Rory rolled her eyes.

"No, I guessed it was Rome." Rory said.

"Okay, enough small talk. I need to come over." Paris said turning serious.

Rory found these moments where Paris let her guard down a little bit, funny.

"What? What do you mean you need to come over? It's 3:00 a.m." Rory said.

"Not here." Paris said.

"What do you mean not there? Paris, where are you?" Rory questioned.

"At my house. I meant it's 3:02 a.m. by my clock." Paris replied.

"Paris!" Rory said exasperated.

"All right! All right! I need to come because my mom found a tiny roach in our kitchen, and she is freaking out and insisting that we all leave the house immediately. She is having the house fumigated tomorrow!" Paris sighed.

"She found one roach and she's having the house fumigated?" Rory laughed.

"This isn't funny Gilmore!" Paris said her voice rigid.

"Fine. My mom is in here I'll ask her." Rory placed her palm over the receiver and whispered. "Mom, Paris is having her house fumigated and she wants to stay here. Is that okay?"

"Paris? She's having her house her house fumigated?" Lorelai asked.

"Yeah. Can she stay here?" Rory asked.

"Um. Yeah. For how long? Where are her parents staying?" Lorelai asked.

Rory removed her hand from the receiver and said. "Paris, for how long? And where are your parents staying?"

"A day or two. And my parents are staying at a hotel." Paris stated.

"Why don't you stay with them?" Rory asked.

"I want to stay with…you" Paris admitted.

"What? Why? Why not stay with Madeline or Louise?" Rory asked.

"Do I have to spell it out in neon or something? I want to stay with you!" Paris exclaimed.

Rory rolled her eyes at Paris's sarcasm. "Fine. Come on over."

"Good. Bye." Paris said. And with that she hung up.

"Wow." Rory said looking at Lorelai.

"What?" Lorelai asked.

"Life with Paris? That should be interesting."

AN/ Thanks for reading! Did you like it? Should I continue? Please leave a review and let me know what you think! I appreciate constructive criticism, but not just rude comments! Please keep all reviews G rated! With no bleeped out with stars or implied cuss words! Thanks! =)