Chapter 5: Plans Go Awry
It was a week and neither Rory nor Dean had said something anything to each other. Rory felt her feelings for Dean growing stronger and stronger every time they were together either in the elevator, on the street, or sitting on the fire escape. Rory was always in Dean's head night and day. It's been a week, Rory thought. I'm going to tell him now. Rory dug through her closet and found the Dean Box.
She had it all worked out. Every night she and Dean met on the fire escape. She was going to bring the Dean box outside and go through it and take a little walk down memory lane. Once they were done, Rory was going to confess her love and hope that things only went up from there. She wore a nice t-shirt and jeans and put on the earrings he gave her their last Christmas as a couple. Then she crawled on to the fire escape with the box and sat down to wait for Dean. Sure it was only 3 in the afternoon and Dean didn't get home until six, but she couldn't wait.
Meanwhile, Dean finished his work early. He wanted to be done early so he could confess his undying love for her. He was going to make dinner for her and they were going to eat out on the fire escape. Then he had made her another bracelet a lot like the one he had given her for her sixteenth birthday. He had "I love you and always will" engraved on it. He was going to give it to her and then he would confess his love for her and hope she felt the same way. He was packing up his things when another one of his co-workers stopped him.
"Got a minute?" Ellen asked.
"Yeah," said Dean.
"My friend, Janine, hasn't been dating for a while," said Ellen. "And you haven't either. So I was thinking maybe you could take her out tonight?"
"I'm busy tonight," said Dean. "I'm sorry."
"Busy doing what?"
"Uh.work."
"You just finished all your work."
"Look, I'm not in the mood."
"Dean, listen to me. Janine has a brother named Sam. I've been waiting for Sam to ask me out and he finally did, but he wanted me to find a date for her. Look, your perfect for her. Please."
"I wanted to ask someone else out."
"Look, if you won't do it for her, do it for me. Please. Don't make me beg."
Dean thought about it. He really wanted to tell Rory he loved her. But, Ellen seemed desperate. He could go out with her friend and then tell Rory when he got back.
"Fine," said Dean.
"Great," said Ellen. "Meet us down on 42nd Street. We're seeing Hairspray and then having dinner at Ernie's."
Dean groaned. He did not want to spend five hours out with some girl. But, he promised Ellen so he knew he had to.
"Oh," said Ellen, turning back around. "I kind of told them we were going back to your place for drinks. Is that okay?"
"Fine," said Dean. Great, he thought. Now I have to have them over. I hope this isn't a bad omen.
THAT NIGHT
It was 9:00 p.m. There was a full moon. Rory still sat out on the fire escape. Where's Dean? Thought Rory. He should have been here by now. Down below a guy and a girl were fighting, but this time Rory wasn't listening. All she could think about was Dean.
She heard some laughter coming from his apartment. She looked inside. His bedroom door was open and she could see in the living room. There was a brunette girl sitting next to a blonde guy. Across from them was Dean sitting with an attractive blonde who kept putting her hand on his leg.
Rory's eyes swam with tears. He's seeing someone, she thought. She shoved the box inside her bedroom window and stared straight ahead, the lights of the streetlights getting blurry from her tears. I can't believe I thought he was still single, Rory thought. I'm so stupid.
After a half hour, Dean came out on the fire escape and sat down next to her. He looked at her and smiled.
"The moon looks nice, doesn't it?" he said.
"Uh-huh," said Rory, struggling to hold back tears.
"I'm sorry I'm late," said Dean. "I got held up."
"I know," said Rory, getting up. She couldn't take it anymore. She couldn't be out here.
"Rory, where are you going?" asked Dean.
"I-I-I'm tired," Rory stuttered, feeling the tears escaping out of her eyes. "I j-just h-have to g-go to bed. I-I'm tired."
"Are you crying?"
"N-no. I j-just had something in my eye. I-I-I-I'll see you later. Good night."
Rory changed into her pajamas and sobbed into her pillow. She couldn't believe how stupid she was to think that Dean still loved her.
Meanwhile, Dean was confused? What happened? Did she see them? She must have. I can't believe I let them come back, Dean thought. If they hadn't came back with me Rory and I would probably be doing God knows what right now. Now I blew it. She'll never know. Dean went back inside and tried to sleep, but all he could think about was Rory and how much he wanted her to be there with him.
To Be Continued.
A/N: I don't know if this is conflict enough, but I did the best I could. Can I get them together yet? I'm dying here! Please let me know! Chapter 6 is coming soon once I figure out the direction this is going. I could use your help, you know.
It was a week and neither Rory nor Dean had said something anything to each other. Rory felt her feelings for Dean growing stronger and stronger every time they were together either in the elevator, on the street, or sitting on the fire escape. Rory was always in Dean's head night and day. It's been a week, Rory thought. I'm going to tell him now. Rory dug through her closet and found the Dean Box.
She had it all worked out. Every night she and Dean met on the fire escape. She was going to bring the Dean box outside and go through it and take a little walk down memory lane. Once they were done, Rory was going to confess her love and hope that things only went up from there. She wore a nice t-shirt and jeans and put on the earrings he gave her their last Christmas as a couple. Then she crawled on to the fire escape with the box and sat down to wait for Dean. Sure it was only 3 in the afternoon and Dean didn't get home until six, but she couldn't wait.
Meanwhile, Dean finished his work early. He wanted to be done early so he could confess his undying love for her. He was going to make dinner for her and they were going to eat out on the fire escape. Then he had made her another bracelet a lot like the one he had given her for her sixteenth birthday. He had "I love you and always will" engraved on it. He was going to give it to her and then he would confess his love for her and hope she felt the same way. He was packing up his things when another one of his co-workers stopped him.
"Got a minute?" Ellen asked.
"Yeah," said Dean.
"My friend, Janine, hasn't been dating for a while," said Ellen. "And you haven't either. So I was thinking maybe you could take her out tonight?"
"I'm busy tonight," said Dean. "I'm sorry."
"Busy doing what?"
"Uh.work."
"You just finished all your work."
"Look, I'm not in the mood."
"Dean, listen to me. Janine has a brother named Sam. I've been waiting for Sam to ask me out and he finally did, but he wanted me to find a date for her. Look, your perfect for her. Please."
"I wanted to ask someone else out."
"Look, if you won't do it for her, do it for me. Please. Don't make me beg."
Dean thought about it. He really wanted to tell Rory he loved her. But, Ellen seemed desperate. He could go out with her friend and then tell Rory when he got back.
"Fine," said Dean.
"Great," said Ellen. "Meet us down on 42nd Street. We're seeing Hairspray and then having dinner at Ernie's."
Dean groaned. He did not want to spend five hours out with some girl. But, he promised Ellen so he knew he had to.
"Oh," said Ellen, turning back around. "I kind of told them we were going back to your place for drinks. Is that okay?"
"Fine," said Dean. Great, he thought. Now I have to have them over. I hope this isn't a bad omen.
THAT NIGHT
It was 9:00 p.m. There was a full moon. Rory still sat out on the fire escape. Where's Dean? Thought Rory. He should have been here by now. Down below a guy and a girl were fighting, but this time Rory wasn't listening. All she could think about was Dean.
She heard some laughter coming from his apartment. She looked inside. His bedroom door was open and she could see in the living room. There was a brunette girl sitting next to a blonde guy. Across from them was Dean sitting with an attractive blonde who kept putting her hand on his leg.
Rory's eyes swam with tears. He's seeing someone, she thought. She shoved the box inside her bedroom window and stared straight ahead, the lights of the streetlights getting blurry from her tears. I can't believe I thought he was still single, Rory thought. I'm so stupid.
After a half hour, Dean came out on the fire escape and sat down next to her. He looked at her and smiled.
"The moon looks nice, doesn't it?" he said.
"Uh-huh," said Rory, struggling to hold back tears.
"I'm sorry I'm late," said Dean. "I got held up."
"I know," said Rory, getting up. She couldn't take it anymore. She couldn't be out here.
"Rory, where are you going?" asked Dean.
"I-I-I'm tired," Rory stuttered, feeling the tears escaping out of her eyes. "I j-just h-have to g-go to bed. I-I'm tired."
"Are you crying?"
"N-no. I j-just had something in my eye. I-I-I-I'll see you later. Good night."
Rory changed into her pajamas and sobbed into her pillow. She couldn't believe how stupid she was to think that Dean still loved her.
Meanwhile, Dean was confused? What happened? Did she see them? She must have. I can't believe I let them come back, Dean thought. If they hadn't came back with me Rory and I would probably be doing God knows what right now. Now I blew it. She'll never know. Dean went back inside and tried to sleep, but all he could think about was Rory and how much he wanted her to be there with him.
To Be Continued.
A/N: I don't know if this is conflict enough, but I did the best I could. Can I get them together yet? I'm dying here! Please let me know! Chapter 6 is coming soon once I figure out the direction this is going. I could use your help, you know.