Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore Girls or Rory, Jess, or Dean, ok? Got that, good, not moving on…
A/N: A little crazy one-shot that popped into my head when I first heard the song. For you to enjoy while I am still writing That Damn Stella, Thanks ok? Sorry I haven't updated yet, but I will soon, seriously, I will! So review this meanwhile, hope it's good company or I may just have to return it.
Can't Feel You…
Dean and Rory sat in her house, on her couch to be specific. Kissing softly, Rory pulled away first and smiled weakly.
"So are you coming to my basketball game tonight?" Dean asked her, a toothy grin on his face. He leaned forward to kiss her again, but he felt the couch shift as she backed away a bit.
"I…well, my mom and I…" she slowly started, "I promised her we would…have a movie night today…cause I've been real busy lately…with school and everything…" Rory said, her blue crystal eyes avoiding his, staring at the pillow behind him.
I don't believe
"Oh…ok," Dean said. He knew she was lying. But he wouldn't believe it.
In the smile that you leave
Rory nodded. "Well, I've gotta go…" Dean slowly said. Rory nodded again and he felt her pull away when he gave her a peck.
"So see you tomorrow?" Dean forced himself to smile as he walked to the door. Her eyes were thoughtful and distant, glazed over as if he wasn't there.
When you walk away
It means nothing, it isn't anything.
And say goodbye
"Yeah," Rory distantly muttered, a quick wave before he left.
Well I don't expect
The world to move underneath me
Dean was heading toward Rory's house, a big smile on his face. His excited eyes were jumping to see Rory, and tell her the news.
But for God's sake
He was passing the bookstore, feeling enthusiastic about telling Rory they had won the game. As he passed by the store, his eye was caught by a blue-eyed brunette and dark-haired boy. He turned, looking into the window on 30 feet in front of him.
Could you try?
She was laughing at a joke he just told, his face smirking. They sat next to each other, close, very close, both looking at a book between them. Their faces were inches away, their eyes flickering towards each other then back to the hard-cover. Dean felt his hands roll into fists as he went into protection mode.
I know that you're true to me
Mentally slapping himself, he told himself to calm down.
She must have a reason. Her thing with her mom took a rain check.
It means nothing, it isn't anything.
Dean went over every possible scenario in his mind, but there were none that resulted into this situation by accident.
You're always there
Furious, he turned and headed home.
It means nothing, it isn't anything.
You say you care
Dean stood by the bus stop, going over what to ask Rory. He debated with himself whether to out forwardly or casually bring it up.
I know that you want to be mine
As Rory jumped off the bus, she saw Dean and smiled at him, and his heart melted, the words lost before they even reached his throat.
All was forgotten.
Where is your heart?
They stood under a tree, their lips melded together in a series of breathless kisses. Dean kissed her passionately and as he pulled away he put his forehead against Rory's. She had her eyes closed and softly, barely audibly, she whispered a name.
"Jess…" Dean could have sworn he heard.
It means nothing, it isn't anything.
'Cause I don't really feel you
Rory and Dean sat in Luke's eating their food and talking. Dean leaned over the counter to give Rory a kiss, but the door opened behind him and Rory pretended to bend over to pick up a fallen fry.
Dean turned around.
It was Jess.
It means nothing, it isn't anything.
Where is your heart?
After a movie date, Dean and Rory stand on the porch, saying goodbye.
"I love you," Dean whispers, giving her a soft peck.
What I really want is to believe you
"I…love you…" Rory strains out, but a smile is on her face.
Is it so hard?
"Did you hear me? Hello, Rory?" Dean playfully waved his hand in front of her eyes.
"Huh?" Rory glanced away from the spot she had been staring at.
"I just gave an entire conversation about school, and you missed it." Dean laughed, though he felt internally sad.
"Sorry…" Rory smiled at him. Dean turned around at where she had been staring, only to see a dark-haired "thug" wiping the counters in the diner. Dean felt his face tighten up.
To give me what I need?
"Continue…" Rory smiled a genuine Gilmore smile at him.
I want your heart to bleed
Dean forgot every thought on his mind.
That's all I'm asking for
Oh, where is your heart?
He continued on with his basketball story.
I don't understand
They sat on a bench outside by the bus stop, right after school
"You have to read this book, it's a total classic!" Rory enthusiastically smiled at him, pushing the book toward him.
Your love is so cold
"I…well, ok…" Dean gave in to her bright smile.
It's always me that's reaching out
He leaned towards her and sweetly kissed her.
For your hand
Pulling away, he reached for her hand, but she shifted hers away, smiling weakly.
And I've always dreamed
Dean and Rory were smiling at each other as they talked. Dean couldn't help but admire Rory in her bluish-greenish bridesmaid dress. She flashed him a smile as she walked away to talk to her dad.
That love would be effortless
"What are you doing here?"
Like a petal fallin' to the ground
Lips crushed together, pulling apart way longer after they should have. Only they were not Deans.
A dreamer followin' his dream
As Dean sat near the front of the seats, he watched Rory go over to her mom after her walk with her Dad. He smiled at her, but she didn't notice him.
Where is your heart?
"Roll out those, lazy, hazy, days of summer…"
Dean and Rory hugged, her arms wrapped awkwardly around him.
'Cause I don't really feel you
"Those days of pretzels, and soda, and beer…"
What was she just staring at? Dean turned where the Gilmore's eyes had been moments ago.
It means nothing, it isn't anything.
Where is your heart?
"Dean! Come here!" Lorelai called Dean over.
He walked over, and Lorelai handed Rory to him, telling him to keep her standing, and not to stop dancing.
"…Actually, this isn't bad at all…"
What I really want is to believe you
"Why does he keep staring?"
Is it so hard?
"How would you know I was staring if you weren't staring at me?"
Dean felt his arms stiffen.
To give me what I need?
It means nothing, it isn't anything.
I want your heart to bleed
And that's all I'm asking for
Oh, where is your heart?
Rory glared at Jess, and Dean felt himself letting go of her.
It seems so much is left unsaid
So much is left unsaid
"Why are you even here? This is for dancers!"
But you can say anything
"No Rory, I'm not your boyfriend. Not anymore…"
Oh, anytime you need
"What?"
A shocked Rory stood, only awake enough to utter a word.
Baby, it's just you and me
Oh yeah
It is something…
I know that you're true to me
"I've been trying to ignore it, for weeks, months even…"
You're always there
"But it's obvious you don't want to be with me…"
You say you care
"And he knows it too!" An angry finger points at the dark-haired hoodlum in a jacket.
I know that you want to be mine
It is something.
Where is your heart?
'Cause I don't really feel you
Dean stormed away, leaving Rory to collapse on the floor if she wanted to.
Where is your heart?
He didn't care.
What I really want is to believe you
He didn't care.
Is it so hard
To give me what I need?
I want your heart to bleed
That's all I'm asking for
Oh yeah
He did care.
Where is your heart?
'Cause I don't really feel you
Where is your heart?
What I really want is to believe you
Is it so hard
To give me what I need?
I want your heart to bleed
And that's all I'm asking for
Where is your heart?
It means nothing, it isn't anything.
Where is your heart?
It means nothing, it isn't anything.
Where is your heart?
It means nothing, it isn't anything.
Where is your heart?
A/N: I hope you liked it. Please review.