Author's note: Here's another update for you all to enjoy (I hope) Let me know what you think.

Dislaimer: Don't own them.

Jess' POV

Damn Luke! I tried my hardest to convince him I wasn't feeling peachy (which I'm truly not, how could I be after last night?), but he insisted I came down to help him with breakfast rush. There's no way I can tell him why. Why I can't stand being downstairs, vulnerable to the eyes of Stars Hollow. Even more so to the eyes of the girl I love more than life itself. The girl I walked out on last night.

The only consolation I have is the fact she probably won't show up in here for the next few days. She'll find some excuse to convince her mom to go to Al's instead. Something other than the fact I'm not her favorite person by far at the moment.

Now that I'm downstairs taking orders, I'm actually glad he made me come and help him. It keeps my mind off of the situation. Last night, when I crawled underneath my own sheets I had to stuff the corner of the upper sheet into my mouth to prevent myself from screaming out in agony. I'm such an idiot! Not for leaving her, in fact, that was the only wise decision I managed to make. But I am an idiot for allowing myself to get too close to the flame. Now I know what it feels like to be burnt alive.

One person in history once came up with the o so cute line 'better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.' That, people, is bullshit. Because now that I have loved and lost, the pain of longing is almost too much to bear. Even though losing her, or rather, letting her go, is my own choice. It would have been better to never have loved her. Boy, how I wish I could turn back time now.

She's here. One moment I'm refilling someone's empty coffee cup, the other moment she saunters to the counter. Hell, she's not even trying to avoid me. She's not even hiding out in the furthest corner, letting her mom take the order. She's right in front of me.

My hands are occupied with the coffeepot and a dishtowel, so there's no way I can avoid it when the most unthinkable happens. She walks around the counter, wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me senseless! Needless to say I'm totally caught off guard. I expected a cold stare, I expected her not to show up, I expected her to cry or yell at me or whatever. I could understand questions, why did I leave her like that, I could understand her need for an explanation. Instead, she's all over me, like we're still best friends, still in love, like we were before I ruined it willingly.

Why? What's her plan? Or does she understand more than I think? Is she trying to convince me she's not mad at me? That she still wants me? Does she believe these were just temporary nerves I'm suffering from? Damn you Rory! Damn you with your second chances, your faith in someone who doesn't even appreciate it.

My hands almost betray me as I fight their urge to wrap themselves around her soft body. I close of my nostrils from her intoxicating scent. But I can't seem to manage to push her away either. So I'm left standing there, not being able to move, think, speak, act. She finishes her kiss and steps back. She grins at me, waves, blows a kiss at the door and leaves to catch her bus. And what do I do? I finish my morning shift in utter confusion and head back upstairs as soon as Luke tells me I can.

Rory's POV

Yes! I win. 1-0 for me. Jess, my love, my stupid, idiot love. I could tell just now he doesn't get it. Yet. He doesn't understand yet how perfect little Rory Gilmore will sweep him off his feet the same way he swept her off her feet the moment he casually walked into her life. I know it was gutsy, but I also anticipated on his un ability to turn me away when we're both awake.

He'll be wondering right now why I'm not mad at him, why I don't seem to be too overly interested in his reasons for leaving me. Maybe he'll realize someday that I know he won't leave at all. Not forever, anyway.

It still is the most confusing situation I've ever found myself involved in, but I'm not about to just let this 'situation' take over. I know what I want, or rather, who I want. I know he wants me too. He knows he wants me too. So in my Gilmore-logical mind when two people want each other and they both know they do, then there shouldn't be any situation holding them back.

So this one won't. Sorry Jess my love, the distance you're trying to create between us will not have the desired effect. I'll close whatever gap you leave, with all means available, until you do understand that I don't want, don't need to be protected from you.

Ladies and gentlemen, I have to attend school right now. But the fight will continue, don't worry.

RRRRREEEEEEEEEVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEWWWW! Review, please?