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Author's note: Thank you for the awesome reviews. I actually half hoped that they would be bad this way I wouldn't disappoint anyone if the rest of the story is bad…but obviously I am flattered that you thought it was good. I did not intend for the whole story to be in Rory's P.O.V…but if I see that the response is not as good then I will try to change it. ..Ok enough of this…on with the story.
Jess P.O.V
I was sitting in a coffee shop the day my life changed. I was with my friends Brian, Jay and Matt at a local coffee shop near school (I attended Columbia); we were studying for our last final: advanced English literature. We were in the middle of a discussion when Matt says to me: "Hey Jess, I think I see a girl that would be perfect to get over that girl you're always thinking about. What's her name…Mary? ...Lori? ..." While he was saying this I looked up to where he was pointing and saw her, the girl that haunted my dreams, the girl I thought I saw everywhere I looked, the only girl I ever loved, and the girl whose heart I broke by being a jerk. I immediately called out to her… "Rory?". Just then Matt chimed in "that's it… Rory! You have to get over her man seriously, it's unhealthy" I had completely tuned him out and if he said anything after that I don't know what it was.
I got up from my chair and I knew she had heard me and recognized my voice because she stopped walking. I knew she didn't want to turn around…I wouldn't want to turn around and see me after what I had done to her; but I had to talk to her, to make things better. So I called out to her again and I cursed myself for letting my desperation be so evident in my pleading tone. But it didn't matter because she turned around. It was like all the wind had been taken out of my lungs when she turned around. She was as breathtaking as I remembered her but she also looked a little sad, a little tired. She began looking around and I guess she felt uncomfortable in this place although I couldn't understand why. I suggested we go for a walk. She agreed so I ran to my table, fearing she would change her mind and leave, I grabbed all my books and stuffed them in my bag and took off giving the guys a vague reason for my departure.
I went back to her and we stepped outside. She looked scared; she was looking around everywhere refusing to look at me. I couldn't really blame her; the last time I saw her, I asked her to throw her life away to be with me even though I had nothing to offer. It was different now; I finally had something to give her besides my love. I was going to school I had a job, I had friends, I had resolved the issues with my dad and I was happy with myself. I was finally stable. I had to get her to look at me so I placed two fingers under her chin and raised her head until I was staring into her eyes. Before she could say anything I apologized for everything and asked her what I could do to make it up to her. I stood there in front of her for ten minutes waiting for her to answer. She seemed to be thinking about it. She looked deep in thought and was biting her lower lip like she always did when she was nervous. Midway through her thoughts I saw her smile and her face lit up. It was getting too much for me; I had to know what she was thinking, so I called out to her again. Before I knew what was happening, she was kissing me. I could feel my cheeks damp and I knew she was crying. She stopped kissing me, leaned over and whispered in my ear: "Please never leave me again". What she didn't know was that I could never leave her because it would probably kill me. I held her in my arms reassuring her and sighed, letting out the breath I had been holding in for two years.
A/N: Please review and tell me what you think….honestly.