Rory finished talking to her mom and heard a knock on her door. "Come
in." she called to the knocker. Clark opened the door and came in.
"Hey." He said as he entered.
"Hey." Rory replied.
"How's your mom?" he asked pulling the chair away from the desk and sitting.
"She's good. She's going to make me a dress." She told him.
"Really? Will it be here in time?" he asked.
"Yea, she said she'd do it this weekend and overnight it by Wednesday."
"She must be pretty good if she can make a dress that quickly."
"Yea, she's made probably half the dresses I own." She told him as she reached over for a pillow. "Clark can I ask you something? But don't take it as jealousy or anything."
"Ok. Sure." He said unsure of what she could possibly want to know.
"Um, when I was on the phone with my mom I saw a girl walk up to the loft. And well I didn't recognize her." She said nervously.
"That was Lana, she lives on the next farm over." He told her.
When he said that Rory saw something in his eyes that she had hoped she wouldn't. "And you like her, don't you." She said.
"I did." Clark told her. "I did for a really long time, but could never have been."
"Do you still like her?" Rory asked. "Cause if you do I won't be upset."
"No, I don't." Clark said honestly, even though it didn't sound like it.
"Clark, I'm only here for the summer, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to let myself get hurt. So if you think that there's any way that could happen, please tell me now and don't start anything with me that could leave me hurt. After the last few months I can't take any more pain."
Clark could see that Rory wasn't trying to make him choose between her and Lana. He could see she was being honest. So he took her hand and said. "Rory, I don't know exactly what happened to you over the past few months, and you don't have to tell me until your ready to. But obviously it was bad enough that you had to go half way across the country to find peace. I promise I will never intentionally do anything to hurt you. Yes, I liked Lana. But I waited for her to come around for years. And she didn't. I'm tired of waiting. I know she will always be my friend, but we will never be more than that. And tonight when I was talking to her, I realized that my feelings had changed. I realized that in all the love I had in heart for her, it had all become platonic. I hope you can believe me." He finished still holding her hand and waiting for a response.
"I believe you." Was all she manage to say.
"Hey." He said as he entered.
"Hey." Rory replied.
"How's your mom?" he asked pulling the chair away from the desk and sitting.
"She's good. She's going to make me a dress." She told him.
"Really? Will it be here in time?" he asked.
"Yea, she said she'd do it this weekend and overnight it by Wednesday."
"She must be pretty good if she can make a dress that quickly."
"Yea, she's made probably half the dresses I own." She told him as she reached over for a pillow. "Clark can I ask you something? But don't take it as jealousy or anything."
"Ok. Sure." He said unsure of what she could possibly want to know.
"Um, when I was on the phone with my mom I saw a girl walk up to the loft. And well I didn't recognize her." She said nervously.
"That was Lana, she lives on the next farm over." He told her.
When he said that Rory saw something in his eyes that she had hoped she wouldn't. "And you like her, don't you." She said.
"I did." Clark told her. "I did for a really long time, but could never have been."
"Do you still like her?" Rory asked. "Cause if you do I won't be upset."
"No, I don't." Clark said honestly, even though it didn't sound like it.
"Clark, I'm only here for the summer, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to let myself get hurt. So if you think that there's any way that could happen, please tell me now and don't start anything with me that could leave me hurt. After the last few months I can't take any more pain."
Clark could see that Rory wasn't trying to make him choose between her and Lana. He could see she was being honest. So he took her hand and said. "Rory, I don't know exactly what happened to you over the past few months, and you don't have to tell me until your ready to. But obviously it was bad enough that you had to go half way across the country to find peace. I promise I will never intentionally do anything to hurt you. Yes, I liked Lana. But I waited for her to come around for years. And she didn't. I'm tired of waiting. I know she will always be my friend, but we will never be more than that. And tonight when I was talking to her, I realized that my feelings had changed. I realized that in all the love I had in heart for her, it had all become platonic. I hope you can believe me." He finished still holding her hand and waiting for a response.
"I believe you." Was all she manage to say.
