Author's Note: Yeah…uh…I know I suck for not updating this in what? Eight months. Really, it was a mix of me just not liking the last few chapters I wrote, writing myself into a corner with this storyline, and the fact that life, generally, gets in the way. This chapter will put an end to the story and, I think, I shall retire from fan-fiction. Eh, it's not really for me. Special thanks to anyone that encouraged me in the writing of this story with the reviews they sent me. I'm sorry I suck for not finishing it earlier. Truth be told, I never thought I would finish it, but what the hell. Here goes…
Here it comes, the mother of all OOC chapters…
Sing For Me
Chapter 18
Luke ran, deciding that it was wisest not to think too hard about what he was going to do. That way, he wouldn't back out.
He opened the door to his apartment, grabbed his guitar, and rushed down stairs.
Meanwhile, at the show…
Taylor takes the stage, holding a big clipboard.
"Well, thank you, Jackson, for that, uh, rousing performance. Up next is…" Taylor looks at his clipboard, "…Kirk. Next up is Kirk."
"This should be good," Sookie whispered to Lorelai.
"Yeah, fantastic," Lorelai said, somewhat distraught.
Kirk starts to walk toward the stage from the back of the crowd, holding in his arms, two very large chairs, a fish net, and a stuffed teddy bear.
"What the hell is he going to do," Lane asked Rory.
"I think he going to…uh, perform, some…hmmm…yeah. I got nothing," Rory replied.
Out of the corner of Rory's eye she saw a figure rush out toward Kirk."
"Luke?" she said.
"Huh?" Lane asked.
"What is Luke doing?"
Sookie nudge Lorelai, who had been looking the other way. "Hey, why is Luke pushing Kirk out of the way?" she asked Lorelai.
Lorelai turned her head and saw Luke, holding his guitar, and arguing with Kirk about going onstage.
"What the…" she said.
Luke grabbed the giant teddy bear off the two chairs Kirk was carrying and threw it into the road.
"Hey!" Kirk yelled, throwing the chairs down and running to his teddy bear.
Luke took the stage and looked out on the faces staring back at him in wonder. He was nervous, and backing out wasn't an unappealing thought. It also, wasn't an option.
Lorelai was stunned. She stared up at the stage, never taking her eyes off Luke.
Luke approached the microphone.
"Uh, hi," he said into it. "I made an ass of myself, recently. And to make it up, I uh, I thought I would play a song that, uh, that I kind of like. It's, uh, yeah, here it goes."
Luke sat down on the stool on stage and brought the guitar up to him. Lorelai, meanwhile, has dropped her jaw down so far that it has hit the ground and small animals now inhabit it.
Not really, but you probably knew that.
Anyway, Luke pauses for a moment, trying to grasp onto what he was doing. No one in the audience dared to move or say anything. Finally, Luke strummed a couple notes on the guitar, before playing commenced.
And to the shock of everyone, he sang.
Yes, Luke Danes sang.
Luke can sing.
Backbeat the word was on the street
That the
fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody
feels
The way I do about you now
And all the roads we
have to walk along are winding
And all the lights that lead us
there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to
say to you
I don't know how
Because maybe
You're
gonna be the one who saves me
And after all
You're my
wonderwall
Luke finished playing a few more chords of the song, and ended his concert debut. He sat there, having finish and felt, almost dizzy.
Then that's when it happened…
Applause.
Mass amounts of applause.
Lorelai was standing, trying to make sense of what she had just scene. Sookie looked at her. "Lorelai," she said. But no sooner had Sookie said her name, Lorelai dashed off to the stage.
Luke was standing there, still, looking like he wanted to get off, but Taylor had gone up to him and was asking about how he had to time to learn to play such a hell-raising instrument like the guitar.
Lorelai ran up the stairs, and Luke caught her eyes. She walked quickly toward Luke, pushed Taylor to the side, and threw herself into his arms, kissing him, hard and deeply.
They must have forgotten where they were because Taylor had to start making coughing noises to make them stop.
They ended the kiss but held on to each other. Lorelai looked up at Luke, and whispered a "thank you" into his ear.
He whispered back, "I wanted to sing for you."
This made Lorelai beam and tears formed into her eyes.
"I love you," she said.
Luke looked back at her and replied, "Yeah, I know. But just in case you were wondering, I love you, too."
Lorelai laughed and kissed him, again.
They parted and Luke looked at her with curiosity.
"What?" she asked.
"It's nothing. It's just…"
"Luke?"
"Your make-up…"
Lorelai laughed. "My skit with Rory is coming up soon."
"Oh, thank God. Because, I love you and all, but that make-up is seriously freaking me out."
"You're sweet. And just for that comment, you can be in the skit with us."
"Huh. No."
"Hmmm…yes."
"Lorelai…"
"Uh, excuse me," Taylor interjected, "this inappropriate amount of public affection is fine and dandy, however, we have a talent show to go on with."
"Sorry, Taylor," Lorelai said as she and Luke walked off the stage.
"Ahem, anyway," Taylor said," Let's get on with the show. Our next act is a group of young people who practice songs about things your children shouldn't know about, but since this is an 'all inclusive' show, here now to perform is Alien Hemp."
"That's Hep Alien, Taylor," Lane said as she got on stage.
"Yes, uh, Hep Alien," he said carelessly.
As Lane and her band started playing, everyone in the audience watched on.
Everyone, that is, but the couple off to the side of the stage, one in a bad, blonde wig, the other holding a guitar in one hand and the girl in the other.
Because people in love will do crazy things.
They'll even sing for you.
The end!
Author's End Note: The song Luke sang was "Wonderwall" by Oasis. I don't know whether Luke would know that song or not, but for the sake of arguement, he does.
Thanks, again, to everyone who read this.
