A.N.: I don't own the Gilmore Girls.

I'm just basing this romance on this movie I have recently seen. I love Gilmore Girls but I couldn't help but make new characters.

The movie is a Korean movie called Classic or something. It's sad. So there's a WARNING.

Anyway I've made some editing and my own creativity into this fic. SO please review and any constructive criticism in highly appreciated.

Haters are not wanted.

 

History: His and Her story

___Margaret's POV___
 
 
"It wasn't that bad" I suggested
 
"No not bad" Mom absentmindly sighed drinking coffee just around midnight 
 
"Mom- you can't sleep drinking that" I poured my own cup of coffee.

"I need caffeine" she tiredly rubbed her temples.

I stared at my mother's pale but beautiful face, her loose dark brown curls covered half her face. Her hidden eyes were staring into the mug. She slowly turned the mug around and around, the hot liquid splashing gently. We arrived at great grandma's birthday party half an hour late. Great Grandma seemed perfectly fine with our tardiness; she was pampering me and asking questions on the car accident. Later after the party, I could hear great Grandma Emily shrieking at both Grandma and Luke. Mom heard it too. They got into this huge argument, and I had to separate the four of them. Grandma stormed out with Luke and Mom had to run out after them. I stayed for a couple of hours when Mom returned saying she drove both home. We had just returned a minute ago.

And here we were sipping on our coffees unable to put this horrible day to rest.

"You drove Grandma over to Luke's?" I swallowed the delightful dark drink.

"Yes, they wanted to talk alone"

I considered this for a moment and nodded. Luke and Grandma had gotten closer. Secretly, I knew that both of them liked each other very much. But both were too stubborn or just plain shy to ask each other out. It was a damn shame cause when Luke got the nerve to ask her on a date for some coffee, I was already in high school and Grandma was in her late forties. I've heard they have had a thing for each other long before I was born. Hopefully that isn't true because Luke didn't seem like a wimp to me…perhaps he was always that Mr. Softy Grandma always used to call him.

"Mom? I have a question"

She seemed strained and so weak that I wanted to change my mind.

"What is it honey?"

"Who's Jess? You know- that man…?" I cautiously peeked a look over at Mom's unusually shiny eyes.

Was it from tears or from the light?

"Oh" Mom shrugged, the tension was gone, "A friend from long ago…when I was your age."

"Why was Luke so upset?"

After a dreadful pause Mom spoke, "Jess is Luke's nephew. Jess was living with Luke until his long lost father showed up." With a sigh she continued, "He ran off with his father and hasn't showed up until now"

Digesting this information as best as I could, I numbly nodded.

Poor Luke.
 
Mom's voice grew high pitched, "He's leaving soon anyway..."
 
From the look on her face she was sad. I frowned in confusion, "Why?"
 
"Going somewhere. Jess just came to stop by. He's leaving soon"
 
I was afraid she might start to cry so I remained silent and sipped loudly on my coffee. Finishing her mug of coffee, she stood up and wavered, her hand groping on the chair for support. "I'm going to bed, call me if you need anything okay?"
 
As she softly disappeared through the hallway, I drank the rest of my drink.
 
I needed to sleep.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
__Rory's POV__
 
 
Yale was beautiful. The weather, the roads, everything…I smiled strolling down the block to my dorm. I had class early tomorrow morning, A good rest sounded wonderful to me…but first my priorities were to finish projects. Shading my eyes from the sun, I inhaled fresh air. I turned around to the corner of the street, colliding  head on with a tall well built man. A stranger. Whispering apologies, I glanced up, trying to make eye contact with the man. The sun wasn't cooperating, so instead I smiled shyly and muttered 'sorry' again. Walking across the block, a tug from my stomach forced me to turn to get the good look at the stranger. 
 
He was still there.
 
Looking back.
 
The books in my arms dropped, reddening I bent to pick them up, my eyes still staring at the man.
 
My eyebrows rose, my jaws dropped.
 
He wasn't a stranger after all.
 
It was Him.
 
 

Groaning, I rubbed my drooping eyes and watched my clock flick to 5:00.

Suffering from poor sleep, I yawned.

Then I remembered.

Jess

Just a high school crush, my mind betrayed me over and over.

The scent of his cologne still lingered, his dark eyes still penetrating a hole through my mind, his dark hair slicked back, and his lopsided grin burned my cheeks.

Good God you're acting strange

Suddenly wounds from the past were reopened, I blinked back tears, my throat constricting.

You betrayed him

He left me!  That stubborn voice echoed around my head.

Disgusted with myself I softly tiptoed down the cold floors, each time my foot landed on the floor goose bumps prickled up my arms.

Sneaking a peek into Maggie's room I gently smiled at her unmoving sprawled form, the blanket covering her feet only. Cautiously entering her room, I tucked her in carefully not wanting her to wake.

Satisfied hearing her soft snores, I glided out of the room.

"Coffee" blurted I before I could think

A.N.: Please review! They are like words of encouragement to me ^^..

AHHHHH SCHOOL IS TERRIBLE!