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So this is the chapter 2, have a good reading
They had finally assigned her room to Rory. She was exhausted. The flight had been very long, especially with this cocky australian guy who didn't seem to want to cut her some slack.
Her roomate wasn't arrived yet so she decided to take a nap before she would start to unpack.
She was lying on one of the two beds for about five minutes, she didn't have the time to fall asleep yet, when she heard someone opening the door.
"Bonjour!" The girl greeted Rory gleefully while coming in the room.
"Bonjour, je m'appelle Lorelei Hayden mais tu peux m'appeler Rory si tu veux. Heureuse de te rencontrer*." Rory introduced herself in a perfect french. She was very proud of herself, Emily Gilmore's lessons were finally useful.
"So you're american." She stated. It wasn't a question.
"Is my accent that obvious?" Rory asked a little disappointed.
"Well yeah! But it's lovely. Where are you from exactly?"
"I grew up in Hartford, Connecticut. What about you? I don't even know your name. Is it your first school year here?"
"My full name is Anne-Charlotte Amboise de Marcy and I grew up between Paris and Nairobi. My father is a french diplomat, he was sent to Kenya where he met my mother. And no, this is not my first year, I'm here since 6th grade." She replied while opening her Louis Vuitton trunk.
Anne-Charlotte was graceful. She was stunning without even trying. Her glowing caramel skin was the perfect result of her parents. She had inherited her strong brilliant chartreuse eyes from her father and her lustrous golden brown curls from her mother. Her little turned up nose, the freckles scattered over her cheeks, and her pink pouty mouth made her face look child-like.
"Wow! That's impressive." Rory said as her stomach grumbled. "I'm sorry but in my defense, if I was at home I'd eat my breakfast now."
"They only serve dinner at 7 pm but I have some friends who managed to bring back a coffee maker in their room. Maybe those two dorks even have food. Do you want to come? I need to give Colin back his literature notes. "
"You had me at coffee maker." Rory replied grabing her jacket.
"Colin! Colin! Bloody hell make it stop!" Finn yelled in hope that he would answer the door.
Finn could recognize Anne-Charlotte's voice shouted their names. She was knocking fervently on the door.
Given that all this racket didn't stop, he removed the pillow that he had put on his head to prevent noises and he finally opened his eyes. He saw that Colin wasn't there. He grumbled before he sat on his bed and held out his hand lazily to get his Y-fronts. He put it on and headed for the door.
"Charbear, to what do I owe the pleasure? Please say morning sex, please say morning sex!" Finn said raising his eyes to heaven with praying hands.
"It's 3 pm Finny. So tecnically it would be afternoon sex."
"I take it!"
"Maybe next time!" Anne-Charlotte said sarcastically.
"I'll remember that." Finn said in a smoky voice wearing his trademark smirk
"You look terrible."
"Geez Love! Thanks a lot! I did Sydney New York and New York Geneva in less than four days. I'm completely jetlagged. I can't even remember my last name.."
"Poor Finny, give me a hug." Anne-Charlotte said before he took her in his arms.
"I've missed you so much Buttercup. Summer is not the same without you."
Rory looked closely at them. She hadn't even recognized Finn, she had been too focused on his chiseled abs to look at his face. God! Her roomate was a lucky girl! He was holding on her for dear life, shutting his eyes tightly and letting escape a sigh of contentment.
Rory didn't know their story but it showed that he loved her a hell of a lot.
"I'm sorry, I'm being rude." Anne-Charlotte excused herself after that she pulled away from Finn. "Finn, this is my roomate Lorelei Hayden, she's from Hartford Connecticut, her french is really good you shoud hear that. Isn't she gorgeous?" She said looking at Finn. "Rory, this is Finnegan Morgan the third. He doesn't have any talent and he thinks that his thick Australian accent is a gift from god. Oh! And he tends to hang around naked, you're actually lucky that he's wearing underwear now. Believe it or not, this idiot is my best friend."
"Charbear that was harsh, even for you."
"You!" It finally hit Rory. "You've got to be kidding me."
"Sorry Love, have we met?"
"Wait! You know him?" Anne-Charlotte didn't understand what was happening there. How Rory Hayden from Hartford could have known Finn Morgan from Sydney.
"Unfortunately." Rory mumbled.
"You didn't importunate Rory, did you?"
"Me? Charbear I wouldn't even think about it. I'm a gentleman, you should know that." Finn pretended to be offended.
"Rory I'm sorry for whatever he said to you, he just pretends to know what he's talking about 150 % of the time."
"Love, if you can't blow them away with your brilliance, baffle them with your bullshit." He said to Anne-Charlotte while she rolled her eyes.
"And you're are quite qualified in that area." Rory said more to herself.
"Finally! A girl who doesn't fall for Finnegan Morgan. I've never thought I'd see the day. Finn, I like that girl!"
"Because there are actually girls who fall for the whole Hotshot aussie stuff?" Rory said to hurt him. She was still offended that he hadn't recognized her. She couldn't believe the nerve of this guy, he had flirted with her during the entire time of the flight, and it was like what? Three hours ago and now he couldn't remember her. What a jerk!
"Oh Love! You have no idea. Girls... boys..." Finn said smirking playfully at her. "Give me a few days and you will fall for my charm too." He added making Rory blush a little.
"Won't hold my breath if I were you. Or yeah! Go ahead!"
"Are you wanting me dead Kitten? Because your anger issues kinda turn me on."
"Listen you jer..."
"Don't get me wrong, love the banter here, quite entertaining. But where is Colin?" Anne-Charlotte decided to interrupt them seeing how Rory was infuriated.
"I don't know, try Stephanie's room or maybe your boyfriend's."
"Alright I'm out. And please you two, try to not kill each other in the meantime."
"Anne-Ch..."
"He's not that bad. I won't be long anyway." Anne-Charlotte cut Rory off. "And you, be a good guy and feed her. Maybe you could make her one of your amazing cappuccino." She said winking to Finn before she disappeared.
"I'd be more comfortable if you put some clothes on." Rory said shyly. She wasn't used to be alone with stranger naked men.
"Wait a second, I'm almost done." Finn said as he put the milk back in the mini fridge letting her see a perfect view of his butt.
"Love? Are you checking me out?"
"What?! No!" Rory turned crimson.
"Oh yes you were. It's okay you're not the only one Kitten." Finn mocked her.
"Oh my god! Just give me this cuppuccino and shut the hell up!"
"Make me!" He said smiling playfully.
"I'm out of here." She said walking towards the door.
"Wait! Please stay. I promise I'll behave." Finn put a serious face on, looking straight into her electric blue eyes before he served her the cappuccino.
Rory thought that she would probably regret it later but she believed him. She didn't want to, but she couldn't help it. Those eyes. His piercing eyes were doing things to her. He was like a hypnotist, right now she'd do anything he'd ask and it was terrifying, she didn't even know the guy, hell! She despised him. She wanted to runaway from him and never see him again but she stayed and she hated herself for that.
"Okay." Rory simply replied. She looked down, embarrassed by the intense gaze that they had just shared. "Now, about this beverage." She brought the mug closer to her nose in order to smell the frothy drink.
"To start with, it smells pretty good."
It was the cutest thing that Finn had never seen. Rory had a huge grin on her face and some cappuccino foam on the tip of her nose. He found it refreshing to see someone excited by such a common thing, that she was able to enjoy simple things, especially for a girl from her background. Now his curiosity was piqued. Usually Society girls were apathetic because they had supposedly seen everything in this world. Even if it was actually far from reality.
"What?" Rory asked Finn seeing him smiling.
"Nothing... you just have something..." He began to say while approaching her slowly. "...here." He added in a whisper wiping gently the foam from her nose with his thumb and she blushed a little thinking about how childish she probably looked like.
Finn was only inches away from Rory. She raised her head to look at him. She was drowning in his eyes, not able to looking away no matter how much she tried. Those few seconds didn't seem to end and for a moment, ephemeral became eternity.
By the look he gave her, she could have sworn that he was about to kiss her. Except that he didn't, he even put back his arrogant smirk on his face.
Rory didn't know what happened here, but if she didn't know better, just before that Finn ruturned to his annoying self, for a millisecond she had seen sadness in his eyes. On a second thought "sadness" wasn't a word strong enough. What she had really seen was despair.
"I told you that you were going to fall for the Morgan charm, Love."
"Finn, I hate you and I highly doubt that it's ever gonna change." Rory said not really convinced.
"That's sound like the beginning of a love story for me. Like this one where the two characters hated each other at first, then became good friends and finally fell in love."
"This is the real life. We're not in a movie. You're not Harry and I'm not Sally. Besides, I don't think it's love that you looking for."
"Why? That's the only thing I'm looking for."
"A romantic, huh?"
"Romantic? I don't know. But passionate, mad, wild? Hell yeah!"
"You're not afraid to get hurt?"
"You know everyone says that love hurts, but that's not true. Loneliness hurts. Rejection hurts. Losing someone hurts. People tends to confuse these things with love, but in reality, love is the only thing in life that covers up the pain and the fuckery that is this world. But with my luck, it's not like it's gonna happen to me"
"Anyway it took like ten years before Sally and Harry finally fell in love." Rory was a little taken aback by his answer.
"Kitten, I'll wait for you." Finn said dramatically and Rory laughed a little. "So you're gonna taste this cappuccino or what?" He added after a few seconds of silence.
"I'm usually a purist. But I have to say this is quite delicious." Rory said after that she took a sip.
"It would be better with Gingerbread macaroons Ladurée though."
"Don't talk about food, I'm hungry." Rory grumbled.
"So let's go!" Finn said spontaneously.
"Where?"
"Love, to the cake shop of course!" Finn said with a devilish look but Rory didn't seem to notice.
"Now you're talking!"
Finn got dressed and they left. Rory didn't suspect that Finn was actually planning to go at Ladurée... in Paris... in France...
* Hello, I'm Lorelei Hayden, but you can call me Rory if you want. Nice to meet you.
So? I'm not sure about this. What did you think of Anne-Charlotte? And more importantly of Rory and Finn? Please leave a review and I'll update. Don't be shy, I even reply to your questions.