Disclaimer- The usual. Not mine, blah, blah, blah.
Warning- I insinuate that there's a little, err, further than kissing going on in this chapter. Just watch out in the flashback if it makes you uncomfortable.
Chapta SEVEN, baby!
Lorelai sighed as she stepped out of the taxi cab and walked inside her house. She shrugged off her coat and the maid took it. She could hear her mom yammering on the phone about how her daughter was pregnant. How she always knew that Lorelai was a bit off and didn't exactly embrace the Gilmore world, but she never expected she'd do this. And now, oh, now, she wouldn't even marry Christopher, the baby's FATHER. She sighed angrily as she listened in on her mom's conversation with who-knows-who.
Getting fed up, she stomped into the room her mother was in. She could care less whether she was on the phone or not or whether she was being "rude".
"Y'know mom, I didn't get pregnant just to spite you! I didn't do it on purpose to be an inconvenience!" She shouted, letting it all out. "We didn't PLAN for this to happen. But apparently, I've been told everything happens for a reason."
Then she ran out, slamming the door behind her and went up to her room. She bounced down onto her bed, frustrated. She thought about everything. With all the fuss everyone was making, maybe it would just be easier to marry Chris…no! She didn't want that. She knew it. She rolled over onto her stomach and got lost in her thoughts.
(flashback)
She was at one of those painfully dull Gilmore parties they were famous for. She was wearing a fancy sapphire blue sleeveless dress with a sweetheart neckline and poofy, knee-length skirt. Her hair was in an impressive updo and her makeup was over-applied to the T. She crossed her arms over her chest and sunk lower into her seat on the couch.
"Mom, can I go upstairs?" She whined.
"Fine Lorelai, fine," She sighed, swatting her away like a mosquito.
She went upstairs and slipped off her heels. There was a small tap at the window…then another…and another. She crossed over to her window and opened it. Her face lit up at the sight of Christopher standing in the driveway. He waved.
"Hey Chris, do you remember the way to get out through the back yard?" She called down to him.
"How could I forget?" He asked, smiling.
"Meet me down there in 5," She ordered.
He nodded and then she closed the window. She carefully went downstairs, weaving through the crowds, making sure to avoid her parents.
She slipped out the back and made a pit stop in the pool hose. She went into the refrigerator and grabbed a large, half-full bottle. She sniffed it. She tried to smell if it was still good or not, but she couldn't really tell, since she didn't know what it should smell like anyway. She jogged out the door and carefully scaled the wall to find Chris waiting on the other side. He helped her down and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek as the two of them walked to his fancy car.
They drove to another large house and slipped inside. Lorelai immediately uncapped her father's whiskey and too a swig. She passed it around and then took it back.
After dancing, talking, and laughing for hours, Chris pulled Lorelai aside. She had drunk some more of the whiskey, but she wasn't totally smashed or drunk yet. She was just beginning to feel the buzz. Chris led her up the stairs. She smiled as he kissed her ear. Then they stumbled into one of the many bedrooms and began heavily making out. They were getting caught in the heat of it when Lorelai pulled back slightly, resting her hands on Chris's chest, whose attire seemed so plain compared to what she was wearing.
"Chris, I love you," She revealed, looking him in the eyes.
"I love you, too," He replied tenderly, kissing her fingertips.
Then they started to kiss again and Chris began to unzip her dress as she pulled Chris' t-shirt over his head.
Lorelai and Chris laid there, her head on his chest.
"I love you," He said quietly.
"I love you too," She replied, smiling.
Then they both realized they should get up. Lorelai got up first, adjusting her dress and running a hand over her now-mussed hair. She sighed and waited as Christopher got everything together. Then they walked downstairs together and he drove her home.
The two of them kissed goodbye quickly in the driveway before Lorelai began to climb the tree as she had done so many times before.
(end flashback)
Lorelai sighed at the memory. At the time, she didn't realize what the hell she was going to be getting into only a few months later.
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Luke prepared for another day of school as he boarded the bus with his sister. He got off and trudged into school, saying 'hey' to his friends and then going to his locker. Liz had followed him. She leaned against the locker next to his and crossed her arms.
"You're still going out with that chick?" Liz asked, nodding toward a picture of an auburn-haired girl in his locker.
"Yes, I'm still going out with that chick," He snapped.
"I know, I know…her name's Rachel, blah, blah, blah. But seriously, what's been going on with you lately? You seem a little spacey, I figured you & Rachel might be on the rocks or somethin'" She asked, shrugging.
"We're not on the rocks, and there's nothing wrong with me," He replied, slamming his locker closed a little harder than necessary.
Author's Note- That's the end of chapter 7. I know I left it on sort of a "mysterious/boring" note, but I had already written a lot so I wanted to save some for the next chapter. Review if possible, please!
