A/N I had this writer's block for a couple of days, but I'm over that now. I am completely inspired again by reading a couple of fanfictions and I am ready to write again!
I just want to say thanks to everybody who reviewed especially smile, Lieke and IloveJess (Thank you for your wonderful reviews).
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Disclaimer: (Unfortunately) I don't own the Gilmore Girls or any of the characters involved with the show.
Chapter 8: Last night memories, a mix-up and two painting duos
Jess was walking back to the diner. He had spent the entire day and large part of the evening with Rory. They had talked and kissed and ate Chinese food and then kissed some more. He could never get enough of kissing Rory. She was so sweet, so delicate. He loved the way she craved for more when he took a pause to catch his breath. He liked it when her hands were going trough his hair and his hands were running over her back. He could kiss her for hours, apparently she felt the same, because that's exactly what they had done, kissing for hours and hours…
Rory was sitting on the couch after Jess had left. She loved the way he kissed, the way his lips touched hers so softly and then a bit rougher because he couldn't control himself some times. She loved to be touched by him; the way he touched her cheek would make the butterflies in her stomach go out of control. She hoped he felt exactly the same when he kissed her…
Jess had reached the apartment and went in. Luckily Luke was already asleep so he wouldn't have to come up with an excuse for coming home just before midnight.
He went to the bathroom, letting the cold water run over his wrists. The feeling of passion still hadn't worn off and he just couldn't stop thinking of Rory. The way she looked at him made him feel stronger and weaker at the same time. He wanted to protect her from all the bad things in the world and he wanted her to stay with him forever and ever. He wished that he could turn back time and relive this day and night over and over again and he knew that would never bore him. Rory could never bore him; he loved her too much for that.
Rory was still lying on the couch when her mother came home. She hadn't realized it was that late already. She did sent Jess home on time so they could avoid an awkward moment – imagine her mother finding her making out with Jess on the couch – but she lost track of time when she thought about Jess.
Lorelai: 'Hey, I didn't know you were still up.'
Rory: 'Yeah, just lost track of time, I guess.'
Well, that was true, she did lose track of time so this was within the limits of telling the truth.
Lorelai: 'Well, good, because I want to ask you something.'
Rory: 'Shoot.'
Lorelai: 'You know I told you about the whole expanding thing at the Inn, right? And about the redecorating?'
Rory: 'Yes, you have informed me about that.'
Lorelai: 'Good, because today the architect came and he already set this whole plan and the construction workers are coming next week. But here comes the problem, we kind of ordered the new furniture for the old rooms and they're coming next week. Normally that would have worked pretty well, but the painters cancelled and the rooms have to be painted before the furniture arrives, because we have no store room for the furniture.'
Rory: 'I can see the problem.'
Lorelai: 'Great. So I was thinking, why not save some money and paint the rooms ourselves?'
Rory: 'How many rooms are we talking about?'
Lorelai: 'Twelve.'
Rory: 'You want to paint twelve rooms in one week?'
Lorelai: 'Yeah, but it's not like I want to paint the entire room, just one wall in each room. We don't want to overdo it.'
Rory: 'So, when do we start?'
Lorelai: 'Tomorrow.'
Rory: 'We'd better find a good painting-outfit then.'
Lorelai: 'Good thinking, I mean, what if a hunky guy walks into the room that we're painting and we're wearing these horrible, old pale clothes. That wouldn't make a good first impression, right?'
Rory: 'Why would a hunky guy walk into on of the rooms.'
Lorelai: 'Hey, work with me here.'
Rory: 'Well, I assume you want to get up early tomorrow, so I'm going to find an outfit and then go straight to bed.'
Lorelai: 'Good idea, sweetie, I think I'll do the same.'
Rory: 'Night.'
Lorelai: 'Night.'
Rory walked to her bedroom and started going trough her closet to find old but still respectably nice clothes. Upstairs Lorelai was doing exactly the same thing.
The next morning.
Lorelai: 'Rise and shine, hunny.'
Rory: 'Wow, major déjà vu.'
Lorelai: 'What?'
Rory: 'Nothing.'
Lorelai: 'Stop wasting time and get out of bed.'
Rory: 'Figured you were gonna say that.'
Lorelai: 'If you don't get out of bed soon I'm gonna paint the rooms myself.'
Rory: 'I'm up, see?'
Rory sat up straight, rubbing her eyes to get rid of the sleepiness and got out of bed. She walked to the chair where she had put her painting-clothes last night and started to get dressed.
Lorelai: 'Now that's my girl.'
Rory: 'What time is it anyway?'
Lorelai: 'Seven.'
Rory: 'Seven o'clock?'
Lorelai: 'No, seven past six.'
Rory: 'Why?'
Lorelai: 'Well, you have this little thing called a clock and when the hands stand in a certain position-.'
Rory: 'That's not what I meant. I meant: why do we have to get up this early?'
Lorelai: 'The earlier you get up, the longer the day will last and since today it's painting-day and we just LOVE to paint, this day will seem to last an eternity.'
Rory: 'Lucky me.'
Lorelai: 'Come on, don't be so slow, hurry up.'
Rory: 'Mom, it's seven past six, why do we have to hurry? There's nothing to hurry for.'
Lorelai: 'Yes, there is.'
Rory: 'You're not gonna make me guess, are you? It's still too early for that.'
Lorelai: 'Okay, I will let this opportunity to make you search your brain for an answer go.'
Rory: 'Thank you.'
Lorelai: 'We're going to Luke's.'
Rory: 'This early? Luke's not even open this early.'
Lorelai: 'Yes, I know, but for some strange reason he has made me promise to come really early this morning.'
Rory: 'Are you sure he meant this early?'
Lorelai: 'No.'
Rory: 'Oh, boy.'
Lorelai: 'Let's go.'
Rory: 'Fine, but if Luke refuses to let us in because the sun isn't up yet, I will not argue with him.'
Lorelai and Rory walked to Luke's. To Rory's surprise the lights in the diner were already on. They opened the door and walked inside. They were both amazed to see what was going on. All the furniture of Luke's office was in the middle of the diner, including a bed with Jess sleeping on it.
Luke was wearing what seemed to be his oldest clothes that were covered with paint stains.
Lorelai: 'Luke, what are you wearing and why is all this furniture here?'
Rory: 'And what is Jess doing sleeping there on a bed in the middle of a diner?'
Luke: 'He wanted to sleep some more before helping me out. And how did you guys find out we were gonna paint the office today? I never mentioned anything about painting and here you are, ready to paint, old clothes and all.'
Lorelai: 'That's because we are going to paint. Just not here.'
Rory: 'We planned on painting the Inn.'
Luke: 'Oh, okay, that's fine, I guess.'
Lorelai: 'Oh, I'm sorry Luke, I know I promised to help you paint you office.'
Luke: 'Well that's okay. Jess can help me.'
Lorelai: 'No, it's not okay, I really want to help you. But why didn't you told me earlier?'
Luke: 'Then you wouldn't be able to talk about anything else for days.'
Lorelai: 'You wanted to rob me from my pre-painting-happiness?'
Luke: 'If that's the way you want to put it, yeah. But since you already have plans, I-.'
Rory: 'Hey, I have an idea, why don't we switch painting-partners?'
Lorelai: 'You mean -.'
Rory: 'Mom, you and Luke will stay here to paint Luke's office and Jess and I will go to the Inn and paint the rooms there.'
Jess: 'Wow, is this some sort of painting-intervention?'
He had woken up when he heard Rory's voice, but had thought he was still dreaming. But then he heard Luke and Lorelai talk as well and figured that he would never dream of Luke and Lorelai and Rory in the same room, so he must be awake then.
Rory: 'No.'
Jess: 'Then what are you doing here, so early I might add.'
Rory: 'We're going to paint.'
Jess: 'I thought Luke and I were gonna paint.'
Rory: 'Nope, change of plans.'
Jess: 'No painting? This is my lucky day.'
Luke: 'No, you're still painting, but at a different place.'
Jess: 'You lost me.'
Rory: 'Mom and me were gonna paint the rooms at the Inn today, but since mom promised Luke to help him paint the office, we're switching partners. So you will come with me to the Inn today and mom and Luke will stay here.'
Jess: 'Works for me.'
Lorelai: 'So, everything is worked out. How nice.'
Rory: 'I guess we'd better go then.'
She grabbed Jess by the arm and pulled him up.
Lorelai: 'Michel is at the Inn, I already ordered the paint and here's a note which says where the paint has to go.'
Rory: 'Okay, anything else?'
Lorelai: 'Nope, just make sure you paint the right wall with the right color and everything will work out just fine.'
Jess: 'Oki doki, let's go.'
Jess and Rory walked out of the diner and back to Rory's house to get her mother's jeep.
Jess: 'Smart thinking.'
Jess thought of how this day would turn out very well after all, considering Luke had been swapped for Rory.
Rory: 'I just thought we could spent this entire day together without parental supervision.'
Jess: 'Since there are no supervisors here, I don't see why I can't do this.'
He stopped and put both of his arms around Rory's waist, thereby pulling her closely towards him. He softly kissed her on her lips. The same wonderful feeling he had last night was settling in his stomach again and he couldn't help thinking how lucky he was. After a couple of seconds he broke away from Rory and looked into her beautiful eyes, which shone with excitement.
Jess: 'Like I said, smart thinking. I'm not really fond of painting, but you make up for a lot.'
Rory smiled at him. Jess smiled back.
They started walking again, now holding hands. Neither of them wanted to let go when
They had reached Rory's house. Suddenly Rory ran to the house, leaving Jess standing there, wondering what she was up to. Rory returned a couple of minutes later carrying a ghetto blaster and a bag, which must contain CD's, Jess thought. He smirked.
Then he helped Rory put the stereo into the jeep and took a seat. Rory started the engine and then drove off towards the Inn.
A/N Please review, because that really helps me to update sooner (well, that's just the way it is, sorry). But I promise to update very soon, because I want to finish this story before the summer holidays.
