Heartbreaker

A/N: Hi y'all! Back with another chapter to keep you fed and at bay for a while at least! I promised you Jess there, you got a bit of him! Umm… Maybe if there's anything you wanna see that hasn't been covered in other fanfics let me know and I'll see what I can do. Not to worry though, the "Memories" well has far from dried up I just wanna know what everyone wants to read. OK well keep reviewing and loving my work! Oh and this chapter is happening at the exact same time as the last one.

Disclaimer: Thanks Amy!

"Boy your love's so good
I don't wanna let go
And although I should
I can't leave you alone
Cause you're so disarming
I'm caught up in the midst of you
And I cannot resist at all
Boy if I do
The things you wanna to
The way I used to do
Could you love me baby
You leave me feelin' used
Cause you go and break my heart Heartbreaker you've got the best of me
But I just keep on comin' back incessantly
Oh why did you have to run your game on me
I should have known right from the start
You'd go and break my heart………"

Rory slammed her hand against the car stereo, as she sat at a red light. Ugh! Mariah Carey? Who listens to her anymore? Especially on a day like this! But old Mariah was right. Rory knew that all Jess was, was a heart breaker and that all she was achieving by doing this was confirming everything she already knew. And of course how better to make her already down-spiralling day better, than to have her fiancé call her cell phone to ask where she was after missing their appointment with the minister, for their wedding the following day. "Hello?" She answered the phone with apprehension, as the number was private not allowing her to decide whether or not she wanted to speak to the mystery caller.

"Rory, it's me."

"Lane?" She almost died with relief.

"Yeah, where are you? You were supposed to be at the bridal shop and hour ago for your final fitting."

"Uh, Lane. I'm sort of busy right now can I call you later?" Rory needed desperately to get off the phone so she didn't end up spilling the whole situation to her best friend.

"Where are.. Are you driving? I can hear car sounds. Where are you going? Rory, you're getting married tomorrow. Now is not the time to be getting cold feet and running away from this." Lane just went on and on, hoping that her yammering might shock Rory back to reality and send her right on home.

"I'm not running away, I'm just…" Rory trailed off, hoping that Lane would take the hint.

"You're just what? If you're leaving me here to explain to everyone why you won't be taking that trip down the aisle tomorrow, then you're going to tell me exactly why." Lane demanded. Rory pulled over. She only wanted to say this once and trying to concentrate on two very different tasks was not the way to go about it. "Okay. I'm not running away. I'm going to see Jess so I can…" Before Rory could finish her explanation Lane interrupted with a somewhat obvious question. "You're going to see who? Jess? Why would you go see Jess? He hasn't been around for like two years! Why are you doing this to yourself Rory?" Lane had more questions, as usual than Rory could answer.

"Lane, stop. I'm going to say it once and then you can ask your questions. Okay? Good. I'm going to see Jess to make sure he doesn't love me. And before you ask me why I care, it's because I think I still love him. And I said 'think'. Seeing him again will either confirm or deny that suspicion and then I'll know. He's not expecting me, he may not remember me, but either way I have to know if Jess is the one. Because if he is then I could quite possibly be ruining my own and Ben's life by marrying him tomorrow! Nobody wants to love someone who doesn't reciprocate that love and if I'm not his 'one' then I'm depriving someone else of their 'one'. Technically two people. My 'one and Ben's 'one'. Do you understand Lane?" Lane was obviously still trying to catch up, digesting as much information as she could. "Lane?" Rory asked again.

"I only have one question. What happens if Jess is the one? What happens to Ben and the wedding? But you don't need to answer now. They're just for you to think about while you drive to… Actually where are you driving to?"

"New York." Rory told her.

"Right New York. It's probably a good thing I know, so your mom doesn't call the FBI when you don't turn up for dinner tonight." Lane was trying to put a light swing on things but it only made Rory feel worse.

"Lane, I have to go, but explain everything to Mom. Don't say anything to Ben until I call. All going according to plan, I'll be back in time to get married tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay. And Rory? Good luck." Lane wanted Rory to have whatever made her happy and if road tripping over night to see her ex-boyfriend made her happy then that's what she would get support for.