Magical
Rory's Point of View-
After leaving mom's room, I walked, slowly, back to the waiting room. I was thinking about everything she had said. I really did like Jess. And even though I loved Dean, I dont think it was a special, sparks on fourth-of-July kinda love. I realized that mom was right. Like she has always been, I need to let Dean go so he can find himself someone who will love him and not even consider liking anyone else. Even if things didnt work out between Jess and I, Dean deserves to be with someone like that and I dont think it's me anymore. I approached the two in the waiting area. Luke had his head down, in his hands and Jess was sitting on the windowsill, propped up against the wall. He was reading my book. I smiled and walked up to them.
"Luke, mom wants you to go back there with her. It's the least you could do after pushing my lovely mother down." I joked.
"I am so sorry, Rory. Really, I am." I guess he couldnt tell my joking manner.
"It's find. I was just pulling your chain. But, mom does wanna see you. Hurry." I smiled and hugged Luke. He walked back where the rooms were.
"I thought you said you'd kill yourself before reading that?" I asked Jess.
"Yeah, well. I figured if you like it, I might as well give it another shot." he closed the book.
"And? Did you find it to be better than last time?"
"Nope. Suicide's looking good right now." he smirked.
"Well, good luck with that." I yawned.
"It's almost 4. You should get some sleep." he said. He went over to one of the over-sized couches that were Luke was sitting on a few minutes ago. I followed him and sat down.
"Nah, I need to be awake in case mom comes or something." I yawned again. I didnt realize how tired I was.
"I'll be awake and if anything happens, I'll let you know." he said.
"Promise?"
"Promise." I looked in his eyes and he was very sincere.
"Thank you." I said.
I looked at the end of the couch and then I looked at Jess' lap. And I thought, 'What the hell?' So, I laid my head down, very gently, on Jess' lap and I felt him tense up. "Jess, it's okay." I whispered. I hoped that he heard me. I guess he did because he relaxed and leaned back. He opened up 'The Fountianhead' again and read it one-handed. The other hand was on my waist and only moved from there when he had to turn the page. When he had his hand there, I felt so safe. I knew Jess was protecting me and watching out for me. And when he moved his hand, even for the split seconds it took him to turn the page, I felt at a loss. Pathetic, I know, but he replaced his hnd and all was right with the world again. I sighed happily and drifted to sleep.
Lorelai's Point of View- (simultaneously as Rory's POV)
I heard a knock on the door. "Come on in. The party's in here."
"Lor? Good. The stupid nurse gave me the wrong room twice. Are you okay?" Luke asked me a rush of questions, all while closing the door.
One wuestion at a time, Lukey-babe." I said.
"OKay. The most important one. Are you okay?" he got this very concerned look on his face. It was very comforting.
"Yes. I am fine."
"Do you feel fine? Where's the doctor at?"
"I'm sure he's pushing someone out of the X-ray room. I threw a fit because he was rude and apperntly he doesn't like my 'What's up, doc?' joke. So then I spilled my coffee on him. It was funny. I wish you could've seen it. I think I pissed him off so much, I think he's gonna get me out of here as soon as possible."
"We're not leaving until everything on you is pefectly fine, or at least they do everything they can to make sure that everything on you will BE perfectly fine." he insisted. HE walked over to where I was sitting. He searched for something under the cabinents.
"Uh, Lukey, what are you looking for?" I asked.
"A pillow. The doctor may take a while and you should lay down." he said. "Ah-ha!" he added and triumpantly pulled a pillow out from the top cabinent.
"Luke, you dont have to do this." I said.
"Be quiet." he put the pillow at the head of the table. "Now, lay back." he said and he helped me to lay back. He grabbed a swivel chair and brought it over to the bed. He adjusted it so he was eye level with me.
"Thank you for being there for me Luke. Just like you always have." I sighed and clsed my eyes.
"There's nowhere else I'd rather be." he whispered and kissed me, very softly, on the lips.
"I think I love you, Luke." I whispered back.
"It's the drugs talking." he insisted.
"I haven't gotten any drugs, yet."
"Well, then it's the sleep deprivation talking."
"You dont think I could love you?" my eyes shot open.
"I just think that you're making this up, or that you think you need to thank me or something."
"Luke,-" I tried to tell him. I really do think I love him.
"No. I've pictured you telling me that you loved me. I don't want it to be in a hospital, when you're finally ready."
"But, Luke-"
"Lore. I love you. Rest assure, I have for a long time. I dont think waiting a while longer for you to tell me you share my feelings, is gonna be so hard. Now, go to sleep. I do love you." he smiled and gave me another kiss. But this one was filled with love. I could tell, by that one kiss, that what he had just told me, wasn't a lie. 'Luke loves me.' I said to myself and went to sleep.
Yay! this chapter is done!! Yay! It's short, I know. But the next one will be longer, I promise. Now, come on hit the blue button. Stop fighting the urge and just hit the button. It'll make you feel better.
w/ love-
xxSkittlesxx
Rory's Point of View-
After leaving mom's room, I walked, slowly, back to the waiting room. I was thinking about everything she had said. I really did like Jess. And even though I loved Dean, I dont think it was a special, sparks on fourth-of-July kinda love. I realized that mom was right. Like she has always been, I need to let Dean go so he can find himself someone who will love him and not even consider liking anyone else. Even if things didnt work out between Jess and I, Dean deserves to be with someone like that and I dont think it's me anymore. I approached the two in the waiting area. Luke had his head down, in his hands and Jess was sitting on the windowsill, propped up against the wall. He was reading my book. I smiled and walked up to them.
"Luke, mom wants you to go back there with her. It's the least you could do after pushing my lovely mother down." I joked.
"I am so sorry, Rory. Really, I am." I guess he couldnt tell my joking manner.
"It's find. I was just pulling your chain. But, mom does wanna see you. Hurry." I smiled and hugged Luke. He walked back where the rooms were.
"I thought you said you'd kill yourself before reading that?" I asked Jess.
"Yeah, well. I figured if you like it, I might as well give it another shot." he closed the book.
"And? Did you find it to be better than last time?"
"Nope. Suicide's looking good right now." he smirked.
"Well, good luck with that." I yawned.
"It's almost 4. You should get some sleep." he said. He went over to one of the over-sized couches that were Luke was sitting on a few minutes ago. I followed him and sat down.
"Nah, I need to be awake in case mom comes or something." I yawned again. I didnt realize how tired I was.
"I'll be awake and if anything happens, I'll let you know." he said.
"Promise?"
"Promise." I looked in his eyes and he was very sincere.
"Thank you." I said.
I looked at the end of the couch and then I looked at Jess' lap. And I thought, 'What the hell?' So, I laid my head down, very gently, on Jess' lap and I felt him tense up. "Jess, it's okay." I whispered. I hoped that he heard me. I guess he did because he relaxed and leaned back. He opened up 'The Fountianhead' again and read it one-handed. The other hand was on my waist and only moved from there when he had to turn the page. When he had his hand there, I felt so safe. I knew Jess was protecting me and watching out for me. And when he moved his hand, even for the split seconds it took him to turn the page, I felt at a loss. Pathetic, I know, but he replaced his hnd and all was right with the world again. I sighed happily and drifted to sleep.
Lorelai's Point of View- (simultaneously as Rory's POV)
I heard a knock on the door. "Come on in. The party's in here."
"Lor? Good. The stupid nurse gave me the wrong room twice. Are you okay?" Luke asked me a rush of questions, all while closing the door.
One wuestion at a time, Lukey-babe." I said.
"OKay. The most important one. Are you okay?" he got this very concerned look on his face. It was very comforting.
"Yes. I am fine."
"Do you feel fine? Where's the doctor at?"
"I'm sure he's pushing someone out of the X-ray room. I threw a fit because he was rude and apperntly he doesn't like my 'What's up, doc?' joke. So then I spilled my coffee on him. It was funny. I wish you could've seen it. I think I pissed him off so much, I think he's gonna get me out of here as soon as possible."
"We're not leaving until everything on you is pefectly fine, or at least they do everything they can to make sure that everything on you will BE perfectly fine." he insisted. HE walked over to where I was sitting. He searched for something under the cabinents.
"Uh, Lukey, what are you looking for?" I asked.
"A pillow. The doctor may take a while and you should lay down." he said. "Ah-ha!" he added and triumpantly pulled a pillow out from the top cabinent.
"Luke, you dont have to do this." I said.
"Be quiet." he put the pillow at the head of the table. "Now, lay back." he said and he helped me to lay back. He grabbed a swivel chair and brought it over to the bed. He adjusted it so he was eye level with me.
"Thank you for being there for me Luke. Just like you always have." I sighed and clsed my eyes.
"There's nowhere else I'd rather be." he whispered and kissed me, very softly, on the lips.
"I think I love you, Luke." I whispered back.
"It's the drugs talking." he insisted.
"I haven't gotten any drugs, yet."
"Well, then it's the sleep deprivation talking."
"You dont think I could love you?" my eyes shot open.
"I just think that you're making this up, or that you think you need to thank me or something."
"Luke,-" I tried to tell him. I really do think I love him.
"No. I've pictured you telling me that you loved me. I don't want it to be in a hospital, when you're finally ready."
"But, Luke-"
"Lore. I love you. Rest assure, I have for a long time. I dont think waiting a while longer for you to tell me you share my feelings, is gonna be so hard. Now, go to sleep. I do love you." he smiled and gave me another kiss. But this one was filled with love. I could tell, by that one kiss, that what he had just told me, wasn't a lie. 'Luke loves me.' I said to myself and went to sleep.
Yay! this chapter is done!! Yay! It's short, I know. But the next one will be longer, I promise. Now, come on hit the blue button. Stop fighting the urge and just hit the button. It'll make you feel better.
w/ love-
xxSkittlesxx