Chapter 12: This is the Night
"What are you going to do?" Lorelai asked.
"I'm going to let him come to me," Rory said.
"What?"
"I can't let him know I've been listening. Plus, I'd seem too desperate and the last thing I want to look like is desperate."
"It's your choice."
Lorelai and Rory went to Luke's for dinner. While walking home, they bumped into Dean.
"Hi," he said. "Can I talk to Rory?"
"Sure," said Lorelai, winking at Rory. "I'll met you at home."
Lorelai walked away. Dean and Rory walked over to the lit up gazebo. Dean sat down on the bench on the bench and Rory sat down next to him.
"So, I'm not getting married," Dean said.
"Look, it's my fault," Rory said. "I shouldn't have came. I shouldn't have told you at graduation that I-"
"No," Dean cut her off. "I'm glad you told me. It got me out of making a bad decision. In fact, I feel the same way."
Rory felt her spirits lift. She didn't think he would say that and yet he did. There was only one question.
"So, what now?" Rory asked.
Dean leaned forward and kissed Rory the exact same way he kissed her at the party.
"I get your point," Rory said.
Dean laughed and kissed her again. The town troubadour started singer Clay Aiken's "This is the Night." Rory and Dean separated.
"Rory, would you like to dance?" he said.
"Here?" Rory asked. "Now?"
"Yeah."
"You're crazy, but okay."
Rory and Dean stood up. Dean put his arms around her waist and she put her arms around his neck. A cool summer breeze whipped through Rory's hair. She rested her head against Dean's chest and Dean rested his chin on her shoulder. Rory knew she was going to remember this night and the night at the Christmas party for the rest of her life.
A/N: There's an epilogue.
"What are you going to do?" Lorelai asked.
"I'm going to let him come to me," Rory said.
"What?"
"I can't let him know I've been listening. Plus, I'd seem too desperate and the last thing I want to look like is desperate."
"It's your choice."
Lorelai and Rory went to Luke's for dinner. While walking home, they bumped into Dean.
"Hi," he said. "Can I talk to Rory?"
"Sure," said Lorelai, winking at Rory. "I'll met you at home."
Lorelai walked away. Dean and Rory walked over to the lit up gazebo. Dean sat down on the bench on the bench and Rory sat down next to him.
"So, I'm not getting married," Dean said.
"Look, it's my fault," Rory said. "I shouldn't have came. I shouldn't have told you at graduation that I-"
"No," Dean cut her off. "I'm glad you told me. It got me out of making a bad decision. In fact, I feel the same way."
Rory felt her spirits lift. She didn't think he would say that and yet he did. There was only one question.
"So, what now?" Rory asked.
Dean leaned forward and kissed Rory the exact same way he kissed her at the party.
"I get your point," Rory said.
Dean laughed and kissed her again. The town troubadour started singer Clay Aiken's "This is the Night." Rory and Dean separated.
"Rory, would you like to dance?" he said.
"Here?" Rory asked. "Now?"
"Yeah."
"You're crazy, but okay."
Rory and Dean stood up. Dean put his arms around her waist and she put her arms around his neck. A cool summer breeze whipped through Rory's hair. She rested her head against Dean's chest and Dean rested his chin on her shoulder. Rory knew she was going to remember this night and the night at the Christmas party for the rest of her life.
A/N: There's an epilogue.