Meant For Each Other
By Alicia Johnson
Summary:
Lorelai and Luke belong with each other. But they can never seem to get together. Who knows what it is but this is how it would be if they were.
Chapter 3. The First Date
This is how I believe Luke and Lorelai's first date would have gone. Please enjoy and review.
Lorelai POV
Luke has done it. Luke has finally asked me out. I think it's the first time he asked anyone out. Either that or he gets sweaty, and nervous and he stutters every time he asks someone out. But my thoughts are that its his first time.
Rory is 8 now and she got very excited when I told her I was going out on a date. I'm trying to teach her as best as I can on the subject of boys and dating. But then, she is 8 and she still thinks that boys have cooties and should be avoided at all costs. It was cute the way she was helping me pick out my clothes and shoes and nail polish. And what way I should do my hair. She was giving me all sorts of directions and advice.
"Stop worrying, I'll be fine," I eventually told her as I walked out the door.
Naturally, Rory and Sookie were the only people I had told. Only because I knew that if I told anyone else it would be all over town before I could reach the diner.
Now Luke, was taking me to the diner, after all, he owned the place and he wouldn't have to pay there. He had cooked all the food in advance and was now ready to pop it in the microwave the second we arrived, which sounds dull now but is actually quite romantic.
He's telling every one that he is depressed and that's why he's closing the diner, so that he can get over his 20 year depression and become a cheerful man. I leave off again, cause I don't think that man has ever been cheerful.
I went in the back way pretending I just went in for a fresh cup. Luke was putting all the shutters down so no one could see us.
The table we sat at was beautiful. There was a white table clothe with a blue pattern on the edge. There were roses on the table in a tall vase and cheap, but excellent wine in a tub of ice.
He took my coat from me and hung it on the back of my chair.
"Why thank you, Luke" I said
"You're welcome, Lorelai." Luke replied
"What's on the menu?" I asked
"Food," He replied
"You would say something like that," I noticed
"Of course, it's the way my personality works." Luke agreed
"I meant what are we eating?" I asked
"Food," Luke replied going into the back.
"I was only cute the fist time Luke," I shouted in after him
"You're favorite meal here." He answered
"And that is?" I asked, I ate half a dozen things here how did I know what my favorite was?
"Food!" He answered, almost laughing
"Luke!" I scolded, I was really getting annoyed with this routine and it had too stop.
"Fine," He replied, "Those hamburgers with bacon, lettuce, cheese, no mustard, extra ketchup, I tablespoon of mayo with cheese bread on top instead of the rest of the bun, which is the weirdest thing I've ever heard of, but, what can I say?"
I laughed, I had been joking when I suggested that, but I wasn't about to tell Luke that.
"Well, thank you." I said
"You're welcome, again." He replied.
The evening went on perfectly and right before I left he kissed me gently on the cheek. And then I fell over, which I have to admit was kind of funny.
I don't know if Luke and I will have a long term relationship, but God, I hope so.
End.
By Alicia Johnson
Summary:
Lorelai and Luke belong with each other. But they can never seem to get together. Who knows what it is but this is how it would be if they were.
Chapter 3. The First Date
This is how I believe Luke and Lorelai's first date would have gone. Please enjoy and review.
Lorelai POV
Luke has done it. Luke has finally asked me out. I think it's the first time he asked anyone out. Either that or he gets sweaty, and nervous and he stutters every time he asks someone out. But my thoughts are that its his first time.
Rory is 8 now and she got very excited when I told her I was going out on a date. I'm trying to teach her as best as I can on the subject of boys and dating. But then, she is 8 and she still thinks that boys have cooties and should be avoided at all costs. It was cute the way she was helping me pick out my clothes and shoes and nail polish. And what way I should do my hair. She was giving me all sorts of directions and advice.
"Stop worrying, I'll be fine," I eventually told her as I walked out the door.
Naturally, Rory and Sookie were the only people I had told. Only because I knew that if I told anyone else it would be all over town before I could reach the diner.
Now Luke, was taking me to the diner, after all, he owned the place and he wouldn't have to pay there. He had cooked all the food in advance and was now ready to pop it in the microwave the second we arrived, which sounds dull now but is actually quite romantic.
He's telling every one that he is depressed and that's why he's closing the diner, so that he can get over his 20 year depression and become a cheerful man. I leave off again, cause I don't think that man has ever been cheerful.
I went in the back way pretending I just went in for a fresh cup. Luke was putting all the shutters down so no one could see us.
The table we sat at was beautiful. There was a white table clothe with a blue pattern on the edge. There were roses on the table in a tall vase and cheap, but excellent wine in a tub of ice.
He took my coat from me and hung it on the back of my chair.
"Why thank you, Luke" I said
"You're welcome, Lorelai." Luke replied
"What's on the menu?" I asked
"Food," He replied
"You would say something like that," I noticed
"Of course, it's the way my personality works." Luke agreed
"I meant what are we eating?" I asked
"Food," Luke replied going into the back.
"I was only cute the fist time Luke," I shouted in after him
"You're favorite meal here." He answered
"And that is?" I asked, I ate half a dozen things here how did I know what my favorite was?
"Food!" He answered, almost laughing
"Luke!" I scolded, I was really getting annoyed with this routine and it had too stop.
"Fine," He replied, "Those hamburgers with bacon, lettuce, cheese, no mustard, extra ketchup, I tablespoon of mayo with cheese bread on top instead of the rest of the bun, which is the weirdest thing I've ever heard of, but, what can I say?"
I laughed, I had been joking when I suggested that, but I wasn't about to tell Luke that.
"Well, thank you." I said
"You're welcome, again." He replied.
The evening went on perfectly and right before I left he kissed me gently on the cheek. And then I fell over, which I have to admit was kind of funny.
I don't know if Luke and I will have a long term relationship, but God, I hope so.
End.