Authors Note: I've had the idea for this for a long time, yet this was actually going to be my second chapter to the other story I'm writing. This doesn't exactly fit with that though, so it's taking it's own adeventure. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: if I owned them, don't you think my ideas would be on the show?
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I stared out the window of Luke's at Dean and Lindsay. Dean looked so happy. Good, that's good. He deserves to be happy; especially after what I put him through. But why do I have this feeling in the pit of my stomach? Maybe it's jealousy? No, it couldn't be jealousy. Dean and I have been over for ages. I'm over that. I'm with Jess. Right Rory, keep telling yourself that. You and Jess are happy. Yeah, happy. Even if he's been distant on you for awhile… you're still happy with him.
God, why does love have to exist? Why do I have to be the one to love more then one person?
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I stood laughing with Lindsay on the side walk across the street from Luke's. I glanced up into the window, catching a glimpse of Rory. I felt my stomach flitter at the site of her. I sighed and Lindsay furrowed her eye brows at me, her laugh turning into a slight giggle.
"Dean, you okay?" Was I okay? Good question.
"Of course I'm okay. Great even. I'm here with you." I leaned down to kiss her quickly on the lips. She grinned, gently sliding her hand into mine.
"Good. You looked like you were going to cry, or throw up there for a moment." She started stroking my arm with her free hand.
"Nope, I'm perfectly fine." I lied. Why do I do this to myself?
I like Lindsay, I do. I think I may even love her; but I am still in love with Rory. And sometimes, when I kiss Lindsay, my mind plays tricks on me and Rory's face blocks out Lindsay's. It's not fair to her. But I'm not going to risk losing her. I've already lost Rory, and there's no getting her back.
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