Spoilers: Only if you haven't watched any episodes ever... Ok, ok. "A Tisket, A Tasket."
Pairing: Mostly just angsty L/L
Belongs... not to me. Just a humble fan writing a little extension to the genius of Amy Sherman-Palladino and friends... Don't sue me! Please!
A/N: Ok, this is Lorelai's POV of Luke... I don't know if I'm going to continue this little story or not. I like it, but I'm not sure if I want to make it much bigger. And if you're one of those people who are super fussy about grammar and all that good stuff, beware. I'm not perfect. Anywho, please don't forget to R&R! Thanks!


Complicated Girl -Part 2
Lorelai's POV

Luke's has been acting really strange lately. I think he might be mad at me.

This morning, for example, I went into the diner, asked for a coffee and got one, no questions asked. He actually didn't say a word. Just gave me the coffee and walked away. I freaked me out.

No banter. On some mornings, it's what I wake up for. If I don't have those few moments of argument, my day's just not the same. It feels incomplete.

Funny thought that. Waking up for some Luke. I guess I'm too used to him, that's all. He's just so-there. He's always there smiling or grumping or lecturing. It's nice though.

Sometimes though I have to wonder what life would be without any Luke to fill my coffee needs or if there wasn't any Luke to come with me to the hospital or to bid on my picnic basket or beat up Dean. And what if I couldn't talk to him about everything? And then I think about how important he is to me. What an empty place would be in my life if were to drop out of it. It scares me. And it scares me that it scares me.

I think I'm thinking too much. Rory and Sookie and Patty and everyone else in this town are just getting to me.

But still, I wonder what I did to Luke...


To be continued... (?)