You guys are either going to love me or hate me. I'm not sure which. Enjoy!
They were half-way there when Rory woke up. She yawned and uncurled herself, blinking and trying to get her bearings. She looked at Luke and smiled sleepily. Luke couldn't help but wonder if Rory looked this good every morning, or if it was just this one day. He decided instantly that it was every morning.
"Where are we?" Rory asked her voice laced with sleep and Luke felt a jolt go through his body. She sounded so good. Luke swallowed and said, "Thirty minutes from the fishing whole."
"Good," Rory replied and leaned back against the seat. She smiled sheepishly at him and said, "I'm sorry I fell asleep on you."
"Don't be," Luke replied with a bright smile, "You are amusing when you sleep."
"What do you mean?" Rory asked giving him a strange look.
"You talk in your sleep," Luke replied and Rory's eyes widened in panic. Luke laughed and said, "Nothing serious, you were mumbling about fish and chips and about how the chips were trying to eat your term paper. It was amusing."
Rory giggled and said, "I don't remember it."
"Good," Luke replied with a straight, "If those are the types of things you dream about I would be worried if you remembered them."
Rory laughed and her stomach growled. Luke shook his head and said, "There is a little convenient story that sells breakfast. We'll be there in a few."
"But I'm hungry now Luke," Rory wined still grinning at him.
Luke sniffed and said, "Tough, you will just have to wait."
Rory stuck her tongue out at him and said, "No fair."
They stopped at the convenient store for a few minutes and then jumped back in happily munching on their bacon and egg biscuits. Neither spoke, so they fell into a comfortable silence. Rory just looked out the window at the scenery and Luke looked at the road, and Rory.
Thirty minutes later they were at the lake in a closed off wooded area. It was not on the map. Luke's father had found it years before when he was a boy one day hiking. It had always been the man's special spot, and now it was Luke's. Hopefully Rory would like it.
"Luke this place is beautiful," Rory whispered looking around. She smiled at Luke and said, "I can see why you like coming up here."
Luke just smiled back and said, "My father and I would come here all the time. He used to tell such crazy stories about this place."
Rory smiled and helped Luke unpack the truck. Finally she said, "You don't speak about your father often. Why?"
"We were close," Luke said with a sad smile, "It still hurts to talk about him."
Rory nodded and said, "Well…..let's get started." Luke smiled and nodded happy that Rory had changed the subject.
"Rory!" Luke hollered annoyed and somewhat fearful. She had, once again, fallen into the ice cold lake. They were standing at the edge and Luke was trying to teach her how to cast. It was not easy. She would cast her line out, only to fall into the lake. She was soaked, cold, and miserable. Luke was annoyed, and somewhat afraid she would really hurt herself. Rory was embarrassed.
Luke hauled Rory out of the water and said, "Girl, what are you doing?"
"I keep falling down," Rory replied quietly, her cheeks burning. Luke watched Rory turn colors and found himself smiling. She really was cute when she was a disaster. "You need to keep your feet Rory," Luke said. Suddenly Rory's eyes widened and she said, "Luke your pole!" Luke swirled in the water and fell on his ass. Rory lunched for the pole, grabbing it and barley holding on. Luke scrambled up and jumped onto Rory, holding her and the pole so neither went anywhere. Holding her around the stomach, Luke reached for the pole and between them they pulled and reeled and found that a huge catfish flipping. Rory laughed and Luke held the fish up, still holding Rory around the middle. Laughing Rory rolled over to where Luke was on top of her, he was still holding the fish.
"I can safely say," Rory said in between giggles, "That I am never going to fish again."
"It's not that bad," Luke replied still not noticing their positions, "Next time I'll take you bank fishing. It's safer."
Rory laughed and looked into Luke's eyes. Luke looked back and then realized their positions. His face burning he started to get up when Rory snapped and grabbed either side of his face placing a bruising kiss on his lips. Instinctively, Luke put his hands on her waist and found himself kissing her back, taking control and kissing her slowly but possessively.
Finally they had to pull away. Breathing hard they just looked at each other. Finally Rory said, "Luke?"
Luke was pulled from his happy daze when he realized just what they did. Luke groaned and rolled off Rory. He jumped to his feet and began to pace. What had he done? He should have pulled away, should have told her no, should have explained that it was wrong, and should have told her she was too young. Looking at Rory he found her looking at the ground, tears streaming down her cheek. Luke closed his eyes and opened them again. Rory was picking herself off the ground, sniffling. He was beside her in an instant.
He took her in his arms, and god did she feel good, and buried his nose in her hair. She was freezing cold and shaking.
"Rory," he whispered, "I'm sorry."
"Don't be," Rory whispered back, "It's alright. I understand."
"You do?" Luke asked incredulously. He didn't even understand.
"It was a reaction," Rory replied with a sniff, "I kissed you and you kissed back. It's no big deal. I don't even know why I kissed you." Bad Rory, why did you say that?
Luke felt like someone had slapped him, but he didn't let Rory know how much that hurt. Of course a young, sweet, wonderful girl like Rory would never think of him in that way. He had been so hung up on his own feelings that he never even considered hers. Not really.
"Well," Luke said pulling back, "We will just pretend that didn't happen. We won't talk about it again okay?"
"Sure," Rory replied with a bright smile of her own, "I won't even let it cross my mind."
Luke nodded and pulled away. He glanced over at Rory and found her looking at him, strangely, almost desperately. It was like she wanted him to know something, but Luke ignore it. He just couldn't let her know how much she affected him. How much he wanted to pull her close, tightly against him and never let her go. How he wanted to kiss those pink full lips and how much he wanted to taste her skin. Luke shook his head and grabbed the fish.
"Come on Rory," Luke said with a smile, "Let's fix and cook this fish. You'll need something for your paper. Besides we need to get you dry.
Rory nodded and followed Luke, feeling like a fool for her slip of the tongue.
Luke and Rory were eating slowly. Rory glanced at Luke, and Luke glanced at Rory, neither said a word. Rory was only a little damp now. Finally Rory said, "This is good Luke."
"Thanks," Luke replied eating another piece. They were quiet again. Rory looked at Luke, and she realized she couldn't hold it in any longer. She had to tell him, had to show him.
Rory stood and went to the trash to throw her paper plate away. Giving herself time to come up with something. On her way back she stopped behind Luke. Luke stood up straight and turned to face her. The next thing he knew Rory was kissing him again.
This time Luke pulled away, startled. Looking at Rory he was about to say something when Rory put her finger on his mouth and said, "I'm in love with you."
Luke didn't even think. He had his arms wrapped around Rory, and he was bringing her to his lap, his mouth on hers. He was kissing; nipping, licking, and he couldn't stop. Rory was wiggling and moaning in his lap and he felt himself respond. They were on the ground in no time, and Luke was pulling her shirt off. He began licking her perfect little breasts and Rory was groaning running her fingers through his hair and then grabbing it. Luke's hand slid down her hip and was about to slip into her soft, curly, clit when he realized just what she was doing. Pulling away he stumbled back and sat down. Rory sat up and asked her voice wavering, "Luke?"
Luke looked at Rory and said in a tight voice, "We can't do this."
"Why?" Rory asked standing up and walking over to him; Luke watched her hungrily.
"You are sixteen," Luke replied staring into space, trying anything to keep his eyes off of her beauty, "I could go to jail." Yet he really didn't care at that moment.
Rory nodded and stood there. Finally she said, "I love you."
Luke looked up at Rory and stood. He trailed his finger down her cheek and traced her lips. Looking into her eyes he said, "I love you too."
Rory smiled and would have stepped closer, but Luke stopped her, "We cannot do this."
Rory looked away and searched for her shirt. Pulling it on she said, "We could…if we kept it a secret."
Luke shook his head and began kicking at the fire. He began cleaning their campsite and refused to look at Rory. He was a little insulted.
"Luke, look at me," Rory shouted, he could hear the tears in her voice.
Luke turned and stared at Rory finally he said, "I don't want some of you Rory. I want all of you, but I cannot have that at sixteen. You do not know who you really are, and I refuse to be the reason that you did not grow. I don't want you to hate me."
"I would never," Rory replied pulling Luke into her arms, "I love you so much, I know you would never hold me back."
"Rory," Luke said swallowing, "I do not want us to grow apart, and I am afraid we will. I would rather stop it now then to lose you later on. I….just can't."
Rory looked into Luke's eyes and knew he would not budge and he would never forgive himself if he made love to her, if he allowed himself to be with her. He may love her, but he still saw her as a girl and it was tearing him apart.
"Where do we go from here?" Rory asked her voice shaking.
"We go back to the way we were before," Luke replied his own voice shaking and he had pulled Rory even close, "Before you broke up with Dean."
Rory sobbed but said nothing. She just nodded her head. She had to be strong. Luke took a breath and said, "When you are older, maybe if you still feel the same…."
"I will," Rory whispered holding Luke close. Looking into Luke's face she said, "I love you so much, and I always will."
"Then we will see," Luke whispered into Rory's hair. Rory sobbed and looked away. Smiling sadly she took Luke's face in his hands and kissed his softly. Pulling away she said, "We should get going before one of us changes our mind."
They finished and cleaned up and went back to the truck. They were quiet on the whole way back. When they finally pulled into Rory's driveway; Rory whispered, "Good-night." She leaned over and kissed him one last time. Luke closed his eyes and deepened the kiss praying that Lorelei didn't see. Pulling away Rory said, "When I'm older?"
"When you're older," Luke confirmed, Rory nodded and grabbed her things. Luke couldn't help but think that he would never know what it was like to kiss Rory again. He knew she would never wait for him.
Rory walked into the house. Her mom and Max were asleep on the couch; she smiled and went to her room. She was emotionally and physically tired. That day had been hard. Rory held her head in her hands. Knowing that she needed a good cry but not wanting Lorelei to hear she turned on her CD player. She cried as the music surrounded her and she couldn't help but think that the lyrics were accurate, because there was no way Luke would ever wait for her.
This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
So what do you think? I wanted them both to go over the edge because there is way my angst that way. I hope you guys really liked this. I wanted to stay true to Luke's character, but sometimes the guy is just stupid. Nichole for instance and then the thing with April. Review and tell me about it.
Here is the rest of the song. This is the Mika song that this story is based off of it.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.
Wake up in the morning, stumble on my life
Can't get no love without sacrifice
If anything should happen, I guess I wish you well
A little bit of heaven, but a little bit of hell
This is the hardest story that I've ever told
No hope, or love, or glory
Happy endings gone forever more
I feel as if I'm wastin'
And I'm wastin' everyday
This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.
2 o'clock in the morning, something's on my mind
Can't get no rest; keep walkin' around
If I pretend that nothin' ever went wrong, I can get to my sleep
I can think that we just carried on
This is the hardest story that I've ever told
No hope, or love, or glory
Happy endings gone forever more
I feel as if I'm wastin'
And I'm wastin' everyday
This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.
A Little bit of love, little bit of love
Little bit of love, little bit of love [repeat]
I feel as if I'm wastin'
And I'm wastin' everyday
This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
To live the rest of our life,
But not together.