A.N. K, so i take it you guys really like this story when they are together at night, so most of the story will be in Jess's room, how does that sound? good? i'll have to come up with a ton of material for it, but for you i will. if you want more lorelai, don't worry! family gathering next chapter! i'm excited for the next one, but you have to review to see it!
disclaimer: i own their conversations. that's about it though...
Cold: Night One, Heater
Rory was in a bad mood. There hadn't been a storm in weeks! Well, more like two days...b but still! Too long! She wanted to talk to Jess late at night. To curl up with him. To feel him against her...Talking mostly, of course! She convinced herself. Talking. Talking talking talking. Hey, it was either talking or what she had in mind...
Bad Rory! Bad bad bad!
But Jess would be lying if he said he didn't have those thoughts either. Back to Rory.
Well, as Rory thought, she figured out a system. Dean would be the guy who she would (pretend to?) love, and carry around town as her boyfriend, although she knew she should end it. It's better this way, trust her. Jess would be the one she really, well love is such a strong word (but is it true?), and would curl up against during the night, during those awful storms. To damn bad there ain't no more!
"Rory, you seem a million miles away. So either jump on that plane back to the present or get the hell out of my way!" Paris barked at her. Rory sighed.
"Who the hell is that?!" a girl gasped. Wind was blowing everywhere. It was freaking freezing today! Everyone in a 2 foot radius turned in the direction the girl was looking.
Rory's eyes bugged out of her brain. What the hell was he doing here? She felt herself grow, yet again, hot. She loosened her scarf a little. He was leaning up against his car, black camero, by the way, and looking to the side at the moment.
"Who ever he's here for is damn lucky, because he is fucking hot!" many of the girls started giggling and shrieking, changing their poses to seem more sexy for him. Rory just rolled her eyes, but felt a spark of jealousy run through her. To bad she wasn't that kind of person.
His head finally turned in their direction. His eyes found Rory's and she almost fainted. She loosened her scarf a little more. He winked at her and raised his hand and beckoned her with his finger. She was just lucky that his eyes held her in place or she would've soared. All of the girls turned in her direction, gaping at her.
She winked at them as she walked away from them and towards Jess. "Hey." he said softly.
"Hey. What are you doing here?" She asked, grinning madly.
He grinned a little too. Glad to know she was happy to see him. "Your mom wanted me to come pick you up. I don't know why." He said as he got in. Rory walked around to her side and got in.
"So you gave in, just like that?" she asked.
"Well how could I turn down the chance to pick up you?" he said lightly, jokingly. But his tone might have had a hint of seriousness. Or maybe the other way around. She was too happy to notice. Or she was so happy she did. She beamed at him.
The drive back was comfortable, no talking really. Just sly glances and grins here or there. Smirks sometimes. Maybe a sprinkle of laughter.
When they got home, Rory went straight to her mother. "Well I'm here. What'd you want me home for?" she asked as she put her bag on the ground. Lorelai didn't look up from what she was doing. Important inn stuff.
"What? I'm sorry hun, I didn't want you home. Well, I did of course, you're my offspring! But not for anything important, no. How'd you get home so fast anyways?" she asked distractedly. Rory's eyes widened and she looked around for Jess, but he was no where in sight.
"Bus came early."
Rory hoped for a storm that night, though none came. It was around midnight, and Rory couldn't sleep. Once you slept with someone next to you, it's kinda hard to go back to the old days of not having someone's arms around you. So Rory laid there. Till she found an excuse. She was barely getting any heat in her room. When they built Jess's room, that meant they had aonther room to share heat with. Well, Rory reasoned, since it's his fault I'm cold, I guess I'll have to confront him.
Same routine, different situation. She was cold this time.
Once to his room, she hesitated only for a second or two. Opened the door slightly. Walked up to his side of the bed. Shook his arm and whispered, "Jess."
He stirred. "Is there another storm?" came his muffled voice from the pillow. He didn't hear anything...
Rory sighed. "Um, no." That caught his attention. No storm. Rory in his room. What ever could be the reason for this visit? He sat up more in his bed, half lidded eyes looking into hers. He saw her shivering.
"Rory, your freezing. What are you doing here?" he asked.
"Well...you stole all my heat!" he raised his eyebrows. She blushed slightly at her wording. "All the heat that was originally in my room is now split with yours. I'm freezing in there!"
He smiled. "So what are you proposing?"
"Th-that I sleep in h-here with you tonight." she said, barely audible, stuttering from the cold. It was like she was shouted in his ear though.
He nodded, not thinking his words would come out right if he talked. He made room for her and she climbed in. He instantly felt her chill. She instantly noticed he didn't have a shirt on.
"Oh." she said. She hadn't meant to, by the way, so she blushed crimson, yet again.
He grinned at her again. "Good night Rory."
"G-good night Jess." she wasn't cold anymore. Weird, why was she still stuttering?
They laid in silnce. For some reason they were both awake, like two nights ago. Rory was about to ask another random question, but Jess beat her to it.
"Have you ever read Ender's Game?" he asked.
"No, but I've heard of it. I didn't know you read kid fantasy."
"No, I don't. Ever. And I didn't even read it all the way. Just that one chapter, really. Maybe a few of the cooler parts here or there. Anyways, in 5th grade, my teacher read it to the class. I don't know how I still remember. Normally, I tuned her out, brought my own book to read, but the one day I didn't..." Jess sighed, remembering.
Rory giggled. "What?" she liked hearing him explain things.
"Well, the chapter she read just reminds me of you." he said.
"How so?" she asked, intrigued.
He sighed, debating on telling her or not. "Well, the kid in the story is supposed to save the world, or so they thought, I just thought they were sadistic old men who liked torturing little kids. To each his own, I guess" he smiled slightly at her grin before continuing. "He was super smart-"
"Is that what reminded you of me?"
"No. He was super smart, but they wouldn't let him do anything at this school he was at. They closed him off from friends and only gave him enemies. He was alone for most of his time there. He had to work his way to the top. And when he made it, he hated it." his voice was now down to barely being heard. "Everyone respected him. Everyone treated him the way he should be treated, because of the way he ran his life. He was better than everyone else, so they treated him like he was. With respect, mind you. That's what reminded me of you." he let her process it before he explained why. "Because even though he had everything, was treated the way everyone wants to be treated, he didn't want that. He wanted to be treated like everyone else was."
Rory thought at what he was comparing. She didn't know what to think, so she let him continue.
"You. You're the town princess. Everyone treats you like your a princess, and I'm not saying they shouldn't. But I know that it propbably kills you sometimes. That you just want to be treated like a human being instead of some higher being." he said. Rory could feel tears come to her eyes. Jess didn't treat her like a princess, or some higher being. He treated her like a woman should be treated. The look he was giving her at that moment said that he would always treat her like that. How was it that Jess could read her so easily? Tons of practice with actual books? No...it was something else. Some...emotion.
"Jess?"
"Hmmm?"
"I'm cold. Will you hold me?" she didn't know she had it in her to be so bold. But she also didn't know Jess had it in him to talk so much.
He looked at her for a moment before he slowly wrapped his arm around her waist, never shifting his eyes from hers. Rory sighed, content. This time, however, they were facing each other. But she didn't turn around. He brought her closer and she could've sworn the heater started working again. Or maybe it was Jess. He was her own personal heater. She'd choose him over a heat wave any day.
She placed her head on his chest. Suddenly she felt very tired. And happy. She waited a few moments till she slowly moved her hand to his other hand that wasn't around her waist. (her waist!) and laced their fingers together.
"Good night Rory." Jess whispered.
"Good night Jess." she whispered back. "And thank you." she added, and before she could turn back, or succumb to the great black hole we call sleep, she kissed the only part of him she could reach. His chest. Then she was gone.
Jess smiled. A real, soft, smile. He brought her in even closer, tangled their legs once again, and thought that the night couldn't have gotten any better even if it tried.
A.N. good? i hope so, it was a little to somber compared to the rest of the story, but still good, right? I was actually reading Ender's Game and when I read that chapter, i did think of rory and jess. Ender's game is a weird book, so i don't know if i recommend it or not. maybe. and i don't read the books that rory and jess do, so you'll have to bear with me. SORRY! ok, tell me if it was good or not pleeeease!!
p.s. i've had the scene of jess leaning up against a black camero waiting for rory in my head like forever! it's such a beautiful scene in my head, how about yours?
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