Title: I hate and I love
Author: ~ME~
Rating: PG 13
A/N: I must appologise for my long delay in posting this chapter. Thanx for all the reviews! This chapter looks a bit different cause I saved it as a different file type so I can use itallics etc. though it puts rather large spaces between lines…
Chapter 12: Hands"What were you thinking when you invited them Mum?" Rory questioned in utter disbelief.
"I was just dispalying my hospitality to the fellow citizens of Stars Hollow."
"What was I thinking when I asked you that question in the first place?" Rory wondered aloud.
"What's wrong with a bit of neighbourly hospitality?"
"…nothing. Can't think of anything apart from the fact that I'm NOT looking forward to this. But I guess that doesn't count…"
"No honey, it doesn't."
*Knock Knock*
"You can get that one Mum."
"Why should I?"
"You invited them."
"Fine."
Loralei dragged her feet as she made her way to the front door. She opened the door and annalysed the 'young men' before her. There was Jess and his crop of black hair and then there was…a tall, handsome brown haired male wearing fashionable clothing.
"Now he has taste!" Loralei thought to herself "What a shame he's too young for me..."
"Hello. You may enter." Loralei instructed.
Loralei stood aside and let the two guys come inside.
"So who is this young man?" Loralei nodded her head in the direction of Jess's friend.
"James Fitzgerald." Jess replied.
James extended his hand and was eagerly accepted by Loralei.
"Come meet my daughter." Loralei said excitedly and dragged James into the kitchen to become aquainted with Rory. Jess tagged along behind but kept his distance for fear of being dragged along by the shirt as well.
"Rory!" Loralei yelled as she walked in to the kitchen.
"No need to shout, I'm right here." Rory responded.
"Rory, this handsome young man here is James Fitzgerald." Loralei said proudly.
"Hey, I know you!" Rory exclaimed. "I met you at Paris's place."
"Yes, I believe we did." James replied with a smile on his face.
"Well, I'm gonna leave you three to yourselves. I have some work to do." Loralei exited the kitchen and went upstairs to sleep.
"So…what do you wanna do?" Rory questioned.
"Well the original plan was to rent a movie." Jess explained.
"Great! Let's do that." Rory concluded. "How about you two go get the movie and I'll stay back and set things up."
Jess shrugged his shoulders and then replied,
"Whatever, I don't mind."
"It's settled then."
Jess and James walked out the door together. Rory could hear an engine start and a car back down the driveway. She wandered into the kitchen and opened the fridge. As per usual, there were only a couple of cans of soda and leftovers from a couple of days ago, left in the fridge so she moved on to the cupboards. All she managed to find was a packet of corn chips and half a block of chocolate. With her limited food stash in hand, she walked into the lounge room and did her best to clear the sofa of the unironed clothes, books, beauty products and CD cases that were strewn all over it. When she finally managed to clear a patch of sofa, she sunk down into the comfy sofa and started absent-mindedly munching on the chips. Her thoughts were elsewhere, elsewhere as in James.
Rory was woken from her daydream by the sound of footsteps outside the living room window. She sat up and brushed the chip crumbs off her clothing and then went to open the door for Jess and James.
****************************Half an hour later*****************************
Rory cocked her head and took a look at James who was sitting next her. She watched him as he reacted to the movie. She saw him smile and laugh at the funny parts, and become tense during the scarier parts. She marvelled at the way his eyes brightened up when he smiled, how they became an even more intense ocean green. They reminded her a bit of Tristan. But should she really be comparing people to Tristan? I mean that could very well be considered an insult by others. Which means that…she could be complimenting Tristan! Ohhh no. That would be just wrong!
'What the hec?!?! What the hell am I thinking? Why am I staring like this at him?'
Rory shook her head and turned her attention back to the TV, but she found the movie hard to follow since she'd missed about 10minutes reminising about James. She sank back into the sofa once again and loosened her shoulders, which she discovered were quite tense. She let out a soft sigh and then did her best to concentrate on the movie. But unfortunately her concentration was cut off when she suddenly felt a hand enclose hers and tingles began to run up and down her spine. She looked down at her right hand. A larger pale brown hand covered it. James' hand. It felt kinda nice to Rory. Kinda comforting and supportive. Kinda…loving??
Well, I finally finished this chapter! Pleaze review!!!!!!!!!
