When Rory reached home, Jess was already there, lounging on the loveseat in her living room.
"Jess?" she asked, through her tears, "What are you doing here?"
"Lorelai let me in..." he replied.
"Oh...right," Rory still had to get used to the idea that Jess was her boyfriend. BOYFRIEND, of all things! If someone had told her that this would happen a fortnight ago, she'd have told them to jump off a bridge.
"Where did you go?" he asked curiously.
Rory looked at him. Her eyes narrowed, "None of your business," she dismissed.
Jess looked dumbstruck, "I-I-I'm sorry - I didn't mean it that way."
Despite herself, Rory let out a laugh, "Well, if you must know, I went to Dean's to apologise," she said apologetically, and then looked down to the floor, "But I suppose he didn't want to hear it," she whispered softly, as the tears rolled silently down her face, "Gosh," she cajoled herself, "Look at me! I must be a mess, crying like that!" she laughed uneasily - diversion was her only refuge at times like this.
"Rory?" Jess asked slowly.
"...What?"
"You look beautiful no matter what. Even when you're asleep and you're drooling!" he added humorously.
Rory laughed, "Oh, Jess...I don't deserve Dean. I mean, he's been nothing but understanding throughout this whole ordeal and I just can't believe that I was so...so harsh with him!"
Jess looked down silently.
"Sorry, Jess - I know that you don't really like it when I talk about Dean - but you must know, it's you I like - no, love - most, okay?"
"I kno-"
"Shhh..." Rory put her finger to his lips, and then proceeded to bring his face closer to hers. Standing on tippytoes she tipped her face up and met his mouth halfway with her own.
"It's okay, Rory," Jess began as they parted, "It doesn't matter what Dean thinks or does. Who cares anyway?"
"I do!" she said fiercely, all of a sudden, and Jess backed away, stunned. Rory looked hopelessly at the floor, "I do," she whispered, as though she was scared of the effect of her words, "I don't know what's wrong with me, Jess!!" she said, apologizing.
"It's not your fault, Rory," Jess said, uncomfortable.
"All...all I know is that I have to go to Dean and tell him I'm sorry!! Otherwise...otherwise...you know..." she ended weakly.
"It's okay, Rory, I understand," Jess said soothingly, stroking her hair.
"...Let's go now," Rory said, all of a sudden, standing up from the loveseat.
"What!?" Jess asked, dumbstruck.
"Yes - now, that's it...that's what we'll do..." Rory muttered to herself, "Come on, Jess!" she cried as she ran out the front door.
Jess sighed as he slammed the door moodily behind him...why was she being so worked up with Dean? "Jesus," he said under his breath, "You'd think she was still in love with him or something..."
"Jess?" she asked, through her tears, "What are you doing here?"
"Lorelai let me in..." he replied.
"Oh...right," Rory still had to get used to the idea that Jess was her boyfriend. BOYFRIEND, of all things! If someone had told her that this would happen a fortnight ago, she'd have told them to jump off a bridge.
"Where did you go?" he asked curiously.
Rory looked at him. Her eyes narrowed, "None of your business," she dismissed.
Jess looked dumbstruck, "I-I-I'm sorry - I didn't mean it that way."
Despite herself, Rory let out a laugh, "Well, if you must know, I went to Dean's to apologise," she said apologetically, and then looked down to the floor, "But I suppose he didn't want to hear it," she whispered softly, as the tears rolled silently down her face, "Gosh," she cajoled herself, "Look at me! I must be a mess, crying like that!" she laughed uneasily - diversion was her only refuge at times like this.
"Rory?" Jess asked slowly.
"...What?"
"You look beautiful no matter what. Even when you're asleep and you're drooling!" he added humorously.
Rory laughed, "Oh, Jess...I don't deserve Dean. I mean, he's been nothing but understanding throughout this whole ordeal and I just can't believe that I was so...so harsh with him!"
Jess looked down silently.
"Sorry, Jess - I know that you don't really like it when I talk about Dean - but you must know, it's you I like - no, love - most, okay?"
"I kno-"
"Shhh..." Rory put her finger to his lips, and then proceeded to bring his face closer to hers. Standing on tippytoes she tipped her face up and met his mouth halfway with her own.
"It's okay, Rory," Jess began as they parted, "It doesn't matter what Dean thinks or does. Who cares anyway?"
"I do!" she said fiercely, all of a sudden, and Jess backed away, stunned. Rory looked hopelessly at the floor, "I do," she whispered, as though she was scared of the effect of her words, "I don't know what's wrong with me, Jess!!" she said, apologizing.
"It's not your fault, Rory," Jess said, uncomfortable.
"All...all I know is that I have to go to Dean and tell him I'm sorry!! Otherwise...otherwise...you know..." she ended weakly.
"It's okay, Rory, I understand," Jess said soothingly, stroking her hair.
"...Let's go now," Rory said, all of a sudden, standing up from the loveseat.
"What!?" Jess asked, dumbstruck.
"Yes - now, that's it...that's what we'll do..." Rory muttered to herself, "Come on, Jess!" she cried as she ran out the front door.
Jess sighed as he slammed the door moodily behind him...why was she being so worked up with Dean? "Jesus," he said under his breath, "You'd think she was still in love with him or something..."
