Chapter 7- I cant even find a word to name this chapter
It had been exactly 6 days since the party. Lorelai still couldn't work up enough nerve to go and talk to Luke. He hadn't exactly had the nerve either. His car was still parked in her driveway. Every time she went to work or looked out her window, or passed the diner, heard a song on the radio, saw a movie on TV, or even just heard the word coffee, she thought of Luke. It was getting ridicules, Luke was always on her mind. She told herself the reason for this was because he was on of her very best friends, and she genuinely missed him, and his coffee. But there were other reasons on top of that, reasons that she wouldn't stoop to admit. What he said at the party, even though he was drunk, changed everything. It was obvious sometimes that he liked her, and she thought that sometimes, she made it a little too obvious that she liked him, even though she wasn't too sure herself. They, however, and some sort of silent agreement that neither would tell each other how they felt, for fear of ruining their amazing friendship. What neither realized though, was had either broken this agreement, the other would follow suit, and they would have something ten times more amazing than the friendship that they endeared so much. Others realized this though, Sookie, Emily, Rory, Rachel, Ms. Patty, Babbette, Lane, Dean, Max, Liz, Nicole, and even Jess, and every person who saw the way they looked at each other, or the way they talked to each other, saw it too.
Lorelai was laying on her couch.
"I'm sooooo hungry" She moaned.
Rory walked into the living room with leftover Chinese food.
"Mom, this is GROSS, when did you get this?"
"Tuesday."
Rory spit out what was left of the chicken in her mouth into the container.
"Mom, we need some real food. For my sake, will you please go talk to Luke. I need coffee that doesn't taste like someone took a piss in a glass of water."
Lorelai ignored Rory's last comment.
"If he wanted to talk to me, he would've by now." Lorelai said. She couldn't think of anything else to say.
"It's not like you're in a fight, you're not mad at him are you?" Rory asked. She couldn't figure out what was wrong.
"No. It's just, how can you say something like that to someone and not explain yourself?"
"Maybe he doesn't even remember. He was VERY drunk." Rory said. She knew this was not true. Luke was a good guy, it was just that Rory had seen him fall for her mother many years ago and she knew how long he'd been wanting her, he probably just didn't want to screw things up anymore than he had.
"Nah, you should've seen Nicole, if Luke didn't remember, she would've made him." Lorelai said.
"Mom, please. Just talk to him. Maybe he's scared and wants you to come to him first. Maybe he thinks you are mad at him. You should see him mom, he's so upset. He's tired and he gets worked up about every little thing that goes wrong." Rory frequently saw him in or outside of the diner. It scared her how someone who didn't seem to care about anything, got worked up over Kirk dropping a French fry on the ground.
"I'm going to Lane's. Promise me that you'll think about it."
"I promise." Lorelai pouted. Lorelai wasn't mad at Luke. For some reason it had made her heart melt when he kissed her. She figured she was just too into the whole moment. Though she wouldn't admit it aloud, she was more scared than upset. She wasn't scared that he would tell her that he loved her, no, he had already done that, and she saw how she took it the first time. She was scared he would tell her it was all a mistake, and it meant nothing. Then everything would change. She would have nervous break downs every time she saw him or walked into the diner. They would never be able to banter or flirt the way that they used to, but most of all, she wouldn't be able to come to him when she needed to talk. "Uhhhh..." Lorelai sighed. Now her head hurt. She couldn't think anymore. She turned on the TV and fell asleep on the couch.
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Luke hated himself. Unlike Lorelai, he had no one to tell him that maybe she loved him back, no one to give him a second perspective. Lorelai was usually the one to do that, but she made it quite obvious about how she felt when she couldn't even face coming in to the diner for the coffee that she couldn't live without. Stupid... He told himself ..Stupid.... Why had he invited her? Why had he allowed himself to get drunk. Now, not only did he not have Lorelai, he didn't have Nicole either. He hated himself for losing the first one. He wasn't sure however, when Nicole left him, if he had been upset or relieved. Ever since he had married her he had felt as though he was locked in some sort of cage that he couldn't get out of. He had married Nicole. He had settled. And he hated every minute of it. There was one factor in all of this. His car. He didn't know how long he could actually stay away from Lorelai, hell he probably even deserved not being able to see her for being such a Jerk. But he had walked everywhere he needed to go, or taken the bus if it was out of town, because he didn't want to confront Lorelai. He didn't want to see exactly how much he had ruined what they had. It's like when you know that you fail a test, but you can't bare to look at it when your teacher hands it back, only this was a lot worst. He cared about Lorelai. Loved her even. More than he ever cared to admit out loud. He knew how he felt inside though, deep inside, when he caught himself getting jealous of her boyfriends, or staring at her unconsciously. He would never tell her though. Or anyone for that matter. And he was okay with that.
The next day...
Lorelai awoke to a couple of knocks on her front door. She opened her eyes. She was still on the couch, her stupid, stupid couch. As she got up a shot of pain went through her back.
"Ahh- stupid couch!" She yelled.
She looked out the window to the left of her door to see who had woken her up in these god-forsaken hours. It was 8:00 for god sakes.
Outside she saw Luke. He would let his hand get so close to knocking again but every time, he pulled his hand away before it could make a sound. Then he would start walking down the steps, but before he got all she went over and opened the door when Luke was about to knock again.
"Lorelai." He said with surprise.
"I'm sorry, were you expecting someone else?" She said with sarcasm.
"No, no. It's just uh...I wanted...um..." Luke stammered.
Lorelai looked at him expectantly.
"My...uh...my car." He said.
"Right. I um, I forgot about that, I tried to get it back to you, but I just, I didn't have the time."
She didn't move. He looked at her expectantly.
"Right. Uh, hold on." She turned around and went to her coffee table.
"Yeah, I figured you were busy because you haven't come in in like a week." Luke said.
Lorelai froze in front of him. His keys were in her hand. She looked down.
"Uh, Luke..." She sighed. She looked up at him. She wanted him to say something. He could tell. He was scared to death.
"Lorelai, I'm..." He couldn't form the words. Why hadn't he thought about this when he found it a good idea to come and get his car?
Lorelai looked down, and then she looked back up at him.
"I'm sorry." He managed to get out. "I shouldn't of...yeah..."
Lorelai just looked at him.
"It's just..." Luke continued. "I put you in a very, very bad position, and I'm sorry." Luke spoke from his heart. Something he rarely did.
When Lorelai didn't respond, Luke went for his best bet. "So it was all just...." Luke didn't need to say anything else.
"A mistake...." Lorelai finished, just above a whisper. She looked into his eyes, she could tell there was more he wanted to say, but she didn't need to hear it.
"Yeah, a mistake." He slowly said. He looked back into her eyes. Their eyes met and immediately locked. Neither could take their eyes away from each other. When this happened, which was rare, each could through each other's eyes right into their hearts. She looked hurt, more hurt than he had ever seen her, and had seen her at her worst. Did she want the same thing? He couldn't tell. He didn't want to take any chances. Screw it.... Luke thought. He leaned in and kissed her. She was surprised at first, I mean, he wasn't even drunk this time, but after a while, she kissed back. It was the softest, sweetest, most heartfelt kiss that either had ever experienced. Luke broke away and looked into Lorelai's eyes. The blue in her eyes, if this was at all possible, were happily sparkling and dancing. He was sure his were doing the same. Lorelai held back a smile by biting her lip. Sometime during the kiss, she had wrapped her arms around his neck. Now that she realized they were there, she never wanted to move. She quickly kissed him, even softer and more tender than it had been before.
For a while, they just stood there and held each other. They never wanted to leave. This was a position that they could stay in for the rest of their lives. And they might as well have.
The End (maybe) what do ya think? should I continue? I don't know.
