A/N: Ok I first want to get everybody that's confused about the story
straight. This is a continued story from 'What The Heart Wants' it's
actually the same story, but something happened and I had to start a new
story. So I hope everyone understands everything. And smile1 I'm glad
you think I'm odd lol. I am, don't worry about it. I know I am odd, I'm
very, very odd! And just me, thanks. I really appreciate your reviews!
Thanks to everyone that has reviewed, please keep em comin!
*~Oddmoonbi~*
What The Heart Wants 30
Usual Disclaimers Apply
Rory had just gotten off the phone with Jess. It was the first time she had ever heard him really excited and his voice rose because of it. She smiled, he sounded really happy for Luke and Lorelai. Her mom was finally marring Luke. It sure had taken them long enough.
She shook her head and put her hand under her head. She was still lying on the couch. She looked over at the clock above her TV; it read 11:05 p.m. She let out a long breath, and repositioned herself on the couch so that her head was hanging toward the floor and her feet hanging over the back of the couch. It always helped her think better, she didn't know why, but she did know she likes to feel the blood rushing to her head-another thing she doesn't understand.
She sat for a minute just listening to the silence around her. A loud crash of the thunder broke the silence making her jump and fall onto the floor. She sat up between her coffee table and couch, she started laughing. It was just thunder, it was going to storm. She watched out the window waiting for the rain. She saw it, one small drop of rain land on her window, like the first soldier sent out to inspect the area she thought.
She climbed back up on the couch, leaned into the corner of the arm and back she smiled. She has always loved the rain, it's like it washes away all the bad from that day. It also helped her to relax. Just then the full storm came, lightning and the rain falling like knifes being thrown.
Three Story's Down.
Jess was reading when it started raining-layed out on his couch reading. When he heard the loud roar of thunder he closed his book and walked over to the window. It was completely dark outside except for a few street lights that lit up a small portion of the road.
He smiled remembering how much Rory loved the rain. He never really liked it until he had met her. She had changed his life so much, nobody could understand.
*** I never liked the rain until I walked through it with you
Every thunder cloud that came was one more I might not get through
On the darkest day there's always light and now I see it too
But I never liked the rain until I walked through it with you
I hear it falling in the night and filling up my mind
All the heaven's rivers come to light and I see it all unwind
I hear it talking through the trees and on the window pane
And when I hear it I just can't believe I never liked the rain
Like the rain I have fallen for you and I know just why you
Liked the rain always calling for you I'm falling for you now
Just like the rain
When the cloud is rolling over thunder striking me
It's as bright as lightning and I wonder why I couldn't see
That it's always good and when the flood is gone we still remain
Guess I've known all along I just belong here with you falling
Like the rain I have fallen for you and I know just why you
Liked the rain always calling for you, I'm falling for you now
Just like the rain I have fallen for you
I'm falling for you know just like the rain
And when the night falls on our better days
And we're looking to the sky
For the winds to take us high above the plains
I know that we'll find better ways to look into the eye
of the storms that will be calling
Forever we'll be falling
Like the rain I have fallen for you, and I know just why you
Like the rain always calling for you, I'm falling for you now just
Like the rain I have fallen for you and I know just why you
Like the rain always calling for you, I'm falling for you now just
Like the rain
Like the rain
Like the rain
Like the rain
Like the rain
Like the rain
Like the rain ***
Jess smiled, slowly turning from the window covered with rain. He walked over to a table grabbing his keys then heading out the door.
Upstairs.
Rory sat in her chair by the window. She had a book and a open mind so the book could take her anywhere. And with the rain outside it helped her focus. Focus to keep her mind clear of thoughts that might float threw. When she heard the knock on her door she jumped.
Rory: Maybe I'm too focused.
She shook her head and got up, setting her book on the window seal. She walked to the door and looked through the peephole. She smiled, but then the smile quickly faded. What did he want? Especially today. She shook her head and bit her bottom lip. Then hearing another knock she realized she had yet to open the door.
She sighed, unlocking the door slowly and opening it at the same pace. He stood there soaking wet; his clothes were clinging to his body, the form of his body shaping all the muscles. His hair was messy she noted, but then she wondered if it was from the rain or not meeting a comb that morning. She picked the rain. She then met his eyes, they were unreadable. She opened the door fully and motioned for him to come in.
He did, he stepped right in and headed to the bathroom. He came back out with one of her beach towels, drying his hair. She bit her lip again, not sure of what to say or how. After what seemed like eternity she walked over to him with her arms outstretched.
Rory: Here let me take those and put them in the dryer.
He didn't move just stood there and shook his head 'no'. He now wondered why he had come over.
R: Tristan, you're going to get sick.
He met her eyes; they were so full of blue, and concern.
Tristan: I don't have anything else to wear.
Rory nodded then held up one finger. She ran to her closet and pulled out a big blanket. She brought it back to him.
R: Here.
T: What's this for?
R: To cover up with. Now take it and go in the bathroom and change.
T: Into a blanket?
R: Into a blanket.
He slowly took the blanket from her. Keeping his eyes on her his cocky smirk appeared.
T: Well Mary, if you want me to strip and jump under the blanket then I don't have to go into the bathroom. Unless you just like surprises. Join me Mary? I don't want to be alone.
Rory felt her cheeks get hot and knew they were red. She lowered her head smiling. After she composed herself she looked back up into his blue eyes.
R: No that's ok Trish. I think I'll pass this one.
Tristan slowly started backing away in the direction of the bathroom.
T: Whatever suits you.
He then turned and disappeared into the bathroom. Rory let out a long breath. She wondered what he was doing here, she turned headed to the kitchen to make some coffee.
Tristan finally emerged from the bathroom with the blanket around his waist. Rory had just come out of the kitchen with the coffee, she stopped. She let her eyes roam over his chest, over every single muscle, its movement. She brought her eyes to his, but she couldn't find them, they were looking out her window at the rain. She smiled as she walked to him, he hadn't seen her little drool fest.
R: Here.
Rory handed him a cup, steam coming out the top and the sides of the hot cup warmed his hands. He let the blanket slip down a little over his hip. He still had his underwear on, good she thought. She looked back at his face, he was grinning. Again she turned red.
R: Are you trying to seduce me?
Tristan's smile grew.
T: I don't know, is it working?
Rory lightly shook her head no, then handed him her cup.
R: Hold that, I'm going to throw your clothes in the dryer.
T: Is holding your coffee seducing you?
R: Nope.
T: Well I'm already seduced and you haven't even put my clothes in the dryer yet.
Rory shook her head.
R: Yea well I'll be right back, I have to go downstairs. Then we can talk about what's up.
She grabbed his wet clothes and headed out the door.
Song By: Clint Black - "Like The Rain"
*~Oddmoonbi~*
What The Heart Wants 30
Usual Disclaimers Apply
Rory had just gotten off the phone with Jess. It was the first time she had ever heard him really excited and his voice rose because of it. She smiled, he sounded really happy for Luke and Lorelai. Her mom was finally marring Luke. It sure had taken them long enough.
She shook her head and put her hand under her head. She was still lying on the couch. She looked over at the clock above her TV; it read 11:05 p.m. She let out a long breath, and repositioned herself on the couch so that her head was hanging toward the floor and her feet hanging over the back of the couch. It always helped her think better, she didn't know why, but she did know she likes to feel the blood rushing to her head-another thing she doesn't understand.
She sat for a minute just listening to the silence around her. A loud crash of the thunder broke the silence making her jump and fall onto the floor. She sat up between her coffee table and couch, she started laughing. It was just thunder, it was going to storm. She watched out the window waiting for the rain. She saw it, one small drop of rain land on her window, like the first soldier sent out to inspect the area she thought.
She climbed back up on the couch, leaned into the corner of the arm and back she smiled. She has always loved the rain, it's like it washes away all the bad from that day. It also helped her to relax. Just then the full storm came, lightning and the rain falling like knifes being thrown.
Three Story's Down.
Jess was reading when it started raining-layed out on his couch reading. When he heard the loud roar of thunder he closed his book and walked over to the window. It was completely dark outside except for a few street lights that lit up a small portion of the road.
He smiled remembering how much Rory loved the rain. He never really liked it until he had met her. She had changed his life so much, nobody could understand.
*** I never liked the rain until I walked through it with you
Every thunder cloud that came was one more I might not get through
On the darkest day there's always light and now I see it too
But I never liked the rain until I walked through it with you
I hear it falling in the night and filling up my mind
All the heaven's rivers come to light and I see it all unwind
I hear it talking through the trees and on the window pane
And when I hear it I just can't believe I never liked the rain
Like the rain I have fallen for you and I know just why you
Liked the rain always calling for you I'm falling for you now
Just like the rain
When the cloud is rolling over thunder striking me
It's as bright as lightning and I wonder why I couldn't see
That it's always good and when the flood is gone we still remain
Guess I've known all along I just belong here with you falling
Like the rain I have fallen for you and I know just why you
Liked the rain always calling for you, I'm falling for you now
Just like the rain I have fallen for you
I'm falling for you know just like the rain
And when the night falls on our better days
And we're looking to the sky
For the winds to take us high above the plains
I know that we'll find better ways to look into the eye
of the storms that will be calling
Forever we'll be falling
Like the rain I have fallen for you, and I know just why you
Like the rain always calling for you, I'm falling for you now just
Like the rain I have fallen for you and I know just why you
Like the rain always calling for you, I'm falling for you now just
Like the rain
Like the rain
Like the rain
Like the rain
Like the rain
Like the rain
Like the rain ***
Jess smiled, slowly turning from the window covered with rain. He walked over to a table grabbing his keys then heading out the door.
Upstairs.
Rory sat in her chair by the window. She had a book and a open mind so the book could take her anywhere. And with the rain outside it helped her focus. Focus to keep her mind clear of thoughts that might float threw. When she heard the knock on her door she jumped.
Rory: Maybe I'm too focused.
She shook her head and got up, setting her book on the window seal. She walked to the door and looked through the peephole. She smiled, but then the smile quickly faded. What did he want? Especially today. She shook her head and bit her bottom lip. Then hearing another knock she realized she had yet to open the door.
She sighed, unlocking the door slowly and opening it at the same pace. He stood there soaking wet; his clothes were clinging to his body, the form of his body shaping all the muscles. His hair was messy she noted, but then she wondered if it was from the rain or not meeting a comb that morning. She picked the rain. She then met his eyes, they were unreadable. She opened the door fully and motioned for him to come in.
He did, he stepped right in and headed to the bathroom. He came back out with one of her beach towels, drying his hair. She bit her lip again, not sure of what to say or how. After what seemed like eternity she walked over to him with her arms outstretched.
Rory: Here let me take those and put them in the dryer.
He didn't move just stood there and shook his head 'no'. He now wondered why he had come over.
R: Tristan, you're going to get sick.
He met her eyes; they were so full of blue, and concern.
Tristan: I don't have anything else to wear.
Rory nodded then held up one finger. She ran to her closet and pulled out a big blanket. She brought it back to him.
R: Here.
T: What's this for?
R: To cover up with. Now take it and go in the bathroom and change.
T: Into a blanket?
R: Into a blanket.
He slowly took the blanket from her. Keeping his eyes on her his cocky smirk appeared.
T: Well Mary, if you want me to strip and jump under the blanket then I don't have to go into the bathroom. Unless you just like surprises. Join me Mary? I don't want to be alone.
Rory felt her cheeks get hot and knew they were red. She lowered her head smiling. After she composed herself she looked back up into his blue eyes.
R: No that's ok Trish. I think I'll pass this one.
Tristan slowly started backing away in the direction of the bathroom.
T: Whatever suits you.
He then turned and disappeared into the bathroom. Rory let out a long breath. She wondered what he was doing here, she turned headed to the kitchen to make some coffee.
Tristan finally emerged from the bathroom with the blanket around his waist. Rory had just come out of the kitchen with the coffee, she stopped. She let her eyes roam over his chest, over every single muscle, its movement. She brought her eyes to his, but she couldn't find them, they were looking out her window at the rain. She smiled as she walked to him, he hadn't seen her little drool fest.
R: Here.
Rory handed him a cup, steam coming out the top and the sides of the hot cup warmed his hands. He let the blanket slip down a little over his hip. He still had his underwear on, good she thought. She looked back at his face, he was grinning. Again she turned red.
R: Are you trying to seduce me?
Tristan's smile grew.
T: I don't know, is it working?
Rory lightly shook her head no, then handed him her cup.
R: Hold that, I'm going to throw your clothes in the dryer.
T: Is holding your coffee seducing you?
R: Nope.
T: Well I'm already seduced and you haven't even put my clothes in the dryer yet.
Rory shook her head.
R: Yea well I'll be right back, I have to go downstairs. Then we can talk about what's up.
She grabbed his wet clothes and headed out the door.
Song By: Clint Black - "Like The Rain"