Send It
AN: Hey, so another Oneshot Literati for you. I don't even know how this came to me, but I had this image of Rory sitting on a campaign bus, her finger hovering over the mouse, and I ran with it. This is all Rory's thoughts save for one line. Enjoy!
Press the button, Rory.
You know you want to.
You know that ever since you broke up with Logan you've been dying to talk to him.
You know that you've been counting days, wanting to make sure you wanting to be with him wasn't just a rebound.
You want to tell him about your time on the road.
No…you want to tell him about your time on the road thinking about him.
How every time you hear a song on the radio you wonder if he'd like it…if he still has the same music taste that he had back then…
How when you heard 'Guns of Brixton' that one time memories of naming lyrics came flashing back.
This is your chance to make things right.
At least to be friends.
Even though you don't want to just be friends.
That kiss is still on your mind.
That rush that you felt when you came together after so long.
Send the e-mail Rory.
Let him know that you want to see him.
Let him know that you've been thinking about him.
Let him know that you've been wondering to yourself over and over again what would have happened if you'd left with him freshman year. What would have happened if you had broken up with Logan and been able to say yes to Jess in Philadelphia. What would have happened if you had taken chances with the right guy instead of all the wrong ones.
And he would have been the right one.
Every time.
Press send.
Get back in contact with him.
Take the right chance.
Her finger hovered there for one more second before it clicked send.
Here goes nothing.