A/N: What if Paris hadn't stayed and Dean had not come? There's the Rub re-write. I borrowed some lines from the script but only in the beginning.
"I'll go out the back door okay," Paris yelled.
"Alright Fine" I yell back grabbing my wallet and running to get the Indian food.
"Jess," he showed up at the door holding a lot of food from Luke's.
"Delivery," he said letting himself in.
"What are you doing here?" I ask hoping he will put down the food and leave.
"Kitchen?" he asked bringing the food in there without my answer.
"Sure," I say knowing that it doesn't matter what I say anymore.
"This could feed twelve," I say as Jess is taking out all the food
"Excuse me, I've seen you eat," he says, the tone of his voice makes me want to smile, but I hold it back.
"Alright six," I say giving up.
"Well thank you, I guess," I say, but he is still standing there.
"You're still standing there," I say, stating the obvious.
"Well you didn't give me my tip," Jess deadpanned.
"You want money?" I ask, I am sort of confused with Jess's behavior
"No, but I'll take a fry though." He says to me.
"Sure, have as much as you want." I offer, thinking he will grab a fry and leave.
"Okay," he says, taking off his jacket and putting it on the chair.
"What are you doing," I ask him.
"You just invited me to dinner," he said.
"I did not," I protest.
"You told me to have as much as I want, that sounds like an invitation to me."
"Fine, stay," I give up, knowing I have lost this completely.
"So let's eat," I say awkwardly and then proceed to sit down and he follows.
A few minutes pass in a terribly awkward silence, but then Jess perks up and starts to speak.
"What are you reading right now?" he asks, this is one thing I love about Jess I always have a fall back conversation with him, even though I don't feel like it is a fall back one.
"Ugh, I am trying to make it through The sun also rises." I say the name of the book like I am utterly disgusted by it.
"That is a great book," he says pointing his plastic fork at me.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, what about you?" I ask him.
"What about me?" he replies.
"What are you reading?" I clarify.
"Oh, Rules for Old Men Waiting. Great book,"
"I love that book," I exclaim.
"Rory, what would you do if Dean walked in right now and saw us eating here?"
All the sudden I come to my senses, I notice this is sort of like I date, and all of the sudden I feel like I am cheating on Dean.
"Jess you better go," I say practically jumping from my seat to grab his coat.
"Whoa, why, what's with the freak out?" Jess asks utterly confused.
"I shouldn't of let you stay, I mean what would I say to Dean if he saw us right now, nothing because I, you do stuff to me that I can't explain."
"Rory, we are just having a friendly dinner as friends," he says trying to calm me down, but it is not working, I am pouring my heart to him and I do not even notice.
"We can't be friends. You do something to me, it's your stupid USA shirts, or your stupid love of books, or your stupid lack of words, or the stupid fact that the only person in this town you will talk to is me, or, why am I telling you all this?" I notice there is a slight, but definite smirk creeping on to his face, I am telling him why I like him, how could I be so stupid.
"Hey, hey, hey, calm down everything is gonna be fine." His tone is soft and caring, which makes me want to melt.
"Stop being so nice, this all is too much!" I feel like screaming, but I hold it in for Jess's sake. I start to cry and all of the sudden my body has a mind of it's own and my arms are around his neck and I am crying into his shoulder. First he is unsure of what to do, but after a minute or so he puts a comforting hand on my back and slightly rubs it. I look up at him and say,
"You do things to me,"
"So I've heard." He replies so sweetly.
All the sudden my hands move up to his hair and run through it. His hands are on my hips. He is obviously waiting for me to make the first move. Our lips meat and a sensation runs through my body that is totally indescribable, it feels like happiness, lust, and so much more packed into this one passionate kiss. I never kissed like this with Dean, it never felt like this with Dean. This moment was wonderful. Right then the kiss breaks and I look to the side to see Dean standing there, all, tall and mad.
To be continued.