A/N: Hey guys, I am so sorry that it took me so long to update. Your
feedback was great, but I was really busy. Ok then, on with the story! Btw
I'm changing the rating to R.nothing serious; just want to be careful ;)
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore girls, but I wish I did, wait nope, only Milo Rating: R for mild sex
Recap: "Have a good life. I love you" "Jess, I lov-"But, Rory's statement was cut off by a click on the other side.
Chapter two: Making decisions
Rory just sat on her bed, dumbfounded. She could not believe what had happened and she needed a few minutes to let it sink in. Jess had just called her. This was the last thing that she had expected and just when she had resolved to let him go, he called her.
And what about this "I love you" business? "If he loves me, why did he leave me?" she thought, "And I said it back. what was I thinking? How could I love a man that had hurt me so much?" But then Rory started to think. "Well, he would never hurt me physically, and he only ran away because he thought I was too good for him! Why am I lying to myself? I have loved Jess since the day I met him; but, it's an impossible love.or is it?"
While Rory was thinking of a plan, she went deep into her memories from a month ago.
** Rory had entered the diner after school. She went up to the counter and asked Luke where Jess was.
"He's upstairs being a freeloader, as usual" Luke replied.
"Thank you" Rory said.
She went up to the apartment, hesitating a little before she opened the door. When she did, she found Jess lying on the couch reading something.
"What are you reading?" she asked "I hope that it's not Salinger again; I do believe he was a communist"
"Nope" he said giving her a quick kiss on the cheek "It's Emily Bronte"
"Oh, so it's Wuthering Heights you're reading" she said, amused at their banter "I didn't know that you read brooding love stories"
"Well," he said, kissing her more force fully now "It reminded me of us"
"How so?!" she said, suddenly concerned (in the book, the lovers both die, one of consumption, and one of madness)
"Hmmm," he said with a smirk on his face "You are Catherine and I am Heathcliff; and if you don't mind me saying, Dean was Edgar Linton. You see, when Catherine married Linton, it drove Heathcliff insane with jealousy. He could not live without her because she was his heart and his soul and his life turned into pure misery---"
"But we would both die in the end, and Heathcliff never marries Catherine!" she exclaimed.
"I plan on changing the ending to that story"
As he said this, he touched Rory's cheek so softly that she thought she would die from the feeling it aroused within her. He captured her mouth with his and their tongues fought for control until Rory needed air.
"How can you do that?" she asked gasping for air and rubbing her swollen lips.
"Do what?" He asked worriedly
"Make me feel so much from just hearing your voice. If I can't control myself when you speak to me, how can I make sure that I won't go too far when we're-"
"Rory" He cut her off "I have never cared about any one in my life as much as I care about you. I would never, ever let you do anything that you weren't ready for. You mean too much too me. Why would I screw up the only thing in my life that makes sense?"
She responded by pushing him onto the couch and kissing him ravenously. She moved from his lips to his earlobe. As sucked his skin, he moved his hand to caress the skin at her waist, resisting his urge to move further up. He then moaned and became hard which made her jump.
"Sorry," he said, groaning "you just make me want you so badly."
"It's ok" she replied with a smile "That's nice to know." She said pecking him on the cheek "You don't know how much I would love to continue, but I have a test tomorrow that I must study for because if I fail, then what would become of me? You would see me in twenty years in central park pushing around a cart trying to make money off my dancing monkey named Rupert-"
"Ok, ok I get it!" he said, playfully pushing her out the door
"Until tomorrow?" she asked, planting a steamy kiss on his lips.
"Definitely" he replied with a wink as he closed the door. "God, I love that girl" he thought as he went back to his reading.***
After this reflection, Rory knew what she had to do. She thought about how it would feel to be 75 years old and thinking about the love that she let slip away. She was not going to let it happen. If Jess was not going to come to her, she would come to him.
A/N: Ok guys, here was my second chapter, I hope it's ok.( I am, without a doubt, a hopeless romantic) Btw, sorry for the cliffhanger again. Please, please, please review. Constructive criticism is always appreciated.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore girls, but I wish I did, wait nope, only Milo Rating: R for mild sex
Recap: "Have a good life. I love you" "Jess, I lov-"But, Rory's statement was cut off by a click on the other side.
Chapter two: Making decisions
Rory just sat on her bed, dumbfounded. She could not believe what had happened and she needed a few minutes to let it sink in. Jess had just called her. This was the last thing that she had expected and just when she had resolved to let him go, he called her.
And what about this "I love you" business? "If he loves me, why did he leave me?" she thought, "And I said it back. what was I thinking? How could I love a man that had hurt me so much?" But then Rory started to think. "Well, he would never hurt me physically, and he only ran away because he thought I was too good for him! Why am I lying to myself? I have loved Jess since the day I met him; but, it's an impossible love.or is it?"
While Rory was thinking of a plan, she went deep into her memories from a month ago.
** Rory had entered the diner after school. She went up to the counter and asked Luke where Jess was.
"He's upstairs being a freeloader, as usual" Luke replied.
"Thank you" Rory said.
She went up to the apartment, hesitating a little before she opened the door. When she did, she found Jess lying on the couch reading something.
"What are you reading?" she asked "I hope that it's not Salinger again; I do believe he was a communist"
"Nope" he said giving her a quick kiss on the cheek "It's Emily Bronte"
"Oh, so it's Wuthering Heights you're reading" she said, amused at their banter "I didn't know that you read brooding love stories"
"Well," he said, kissing her more force fully now "It reminded me of us"
"How so?!" she said, suddenly concerned (in the book, the lovers both die, one of consumption, and one of madness)
"Hmmm," he said with a smirk on his face "You are Catherine and I am Heathcliff; and if you don't mind me saying, Dean was Edgar Linton. You see, when Catherine married Linton, it drove Heathcliff insane with jealousy. He could not live without her because she was his heart and his soul and his life turned into pure misery---"
"But we would both die in the end, and Heathcliff never marries Catherine!" she exclaimed.
"I plan on changing the ending to that story"
As he said this, he touched Rory's cheek so softly that she thought she would die from the feeling it aroused within her. He captured her mouth with his and their tongues fought for control until Rory needed air.
"How can you do that?" she asked gasping for air and rubbing her swollen lips.
"Do what?" He asked worriedly
"Make me feel so much from just hearing your voice. If I can't control myself when you speak to me, how can I make sure that I won't go too far when we're-"
"Rory" He cut her off "I have never cared about any one in my life as much as I care about you. I would never, ever let you do anything that you weren't ready for. You mean too much too me. Why would I screw up the only thing in my life that makes sense?"
She responded by pushing him onto the couch and kissing him ravenously. She moved from his lips to his earlobe. As sucked his skin, he moved his hand to caress the skin at her waist, resisting his urge to move further up. He then moaned and became hard which made her jump.
"Sorry," he said, groaning "you just make me want you so badly."
"It's ok" she replied with a smile "That's nice to know." She said pecking him on the cheek "You don't know how much I would love to continue, but I have a test tomorrow that I must study for because if I fail, then what would become of me? You would see me in twenty years in central park pushing around a cart trying to make money off my dancing monkey named Rupert-"
"Ok, ok I get it!" he said, playfully pushing her out the door
"Until tomorrow?" she asked, planting a steamy kiss on his lips.
"Definitely" he replied with a wink as he closed the door. "God, I love that girl" he thought as he went back to his reading.***
After this reflection, Rory knew what she had to do. She thought about how it would feel to be 75 years old and thinking about the love that she let slip away. She was not going to let it happen. If Jess was not going to come to her, she would come to him.
A/N: Ok guys, here was my second chapter, I hope it's ok.( I am, without a doubt, a hopeless romantic) Btw, sorry for the cliffhanger again. Please, please, please review. Constructive criticism is always appreciated.
