Kiss with Open Eyes
Chapter 2: Lose Myself in Your Eyes
Disclaimer: You know it's not mine.
Summary: Lorelai's world is falling apart. He is the only one who can make her smile and she just wants to be happy…
A/N: Alright…
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"Morning." Lorelai said as she walked in the kitchen.
"Morning." Rory replied, handing her mother the bag of cookies that Sookie had made for them, the day before.
"Oh, cookies for breakfast, I've had such a good influence on you." Lorelai said as she sat down at the table, across from Rory.
"Mhm." Rory said, with her mouth full of cookies.
"Almost ready for school? I'll drive you on my way to work." Lorelai said.
"Yeah, I'm going to have so much make up work to do, and I want to get it all done before Monday, so I can hang out with Dad when he comes back, so I'm going to be busy all weekend." Rory groaned.
"Isn't it worth it?" Lorelai asked, smiling, holding up the bag of cookies.
"Definitely." Rory nodded, taking another cookie. Lorelai smiled.
They ate in silence for a few more minutes. Rory reading the paper, and Lorelai looking over some notes for the DAR meeting she was going to today.
"Guess who got married this weekend?" Rory asked her mother.
"Ooh, uh… J.LO?" Lorelai said.
"Nope."
"Cousin Ed?"
"Of course not."
"The guy on the Subway commercials?"
"Nope."
"What about the 'Can you hear me now?' guy?"
"Keep guessing." Rory said.
"OK, OK, uh… Katie Couric?" She asked.
"Why would you guess Katie Couric?" Rory asked.
"I don't know, I give up." Lorelai said.
"Marilyn Manson." Rory said.
"Never would have guessed." Lorelai said.
"Yeah, well." Rory shrugged.
"I've got a love song in my head, that are killing us away…" Lorelai sang.
"Mom, stop, stop." Rory begged, plugging her ears.
"Oh, c'mon, I don't sing that bad."
"Right, and Paris has never been to therapy." Rory said.
"Ouch." Lorelai said.
"Do you think Marilyn married a lesbian?" Lorelai thought aloud.
Rory ignored her and picked up the paper, "And Art Garfunkel is a father again at 64… Kevin moves into a hotel after heated argument with wife, Britney… and, Eminem says him and ex-wife, Kim are back together." Rory read out loud.
"OK, OK, I get it. I'll get someone to fix that damn TV." Lorelai told her daughter.
"So, we still need to confirm the details for the Annual Common Loon Fundraiser… We have the guest list and the menu and we settled on May 3rd, for the date, so we'll have to get invitations out by next week… but we still don't have a location." Pattie Smith said to the group.
"And Randall from the Art Gallery on Washington wants to confirm our order." Rose Haverty said.
"We also have to send a fruit basket to the Harrison's… Jonathan's father is in the hospital again." Joan Press announced.
"I'll take care of the fruit basket, I know a great company." Emily said.
"Randall? The one with the dimple on his chin?" Georgia Spring asked, referring to Rose's comment from before.
"No, that's Randall from the China Shop." Emily told her. "Randall from the Art Gallery has those horrible glasses." She said.
"Oohh." Georgia said. "You know, my maid broke another plate this morning… I better go down there sometime today… You can't trust the maid to do it after all." She said with a wink.
"Oh, Georgia, you are terrible." Rose told her. The ladies laughed for another minute or two, until Lorelai interrupted them.
"Alright, so confirm the order with the non-dimple, horrible glasses wearer, Randall, the fruit basket is taken care of, and I can take care of where to hold the Fundraiser." Lorelai said.
"What do you mean, you can take of it?" Emily asked.
"I know where we should hold it." Lorelai said, turning to her mother.
"Where'd you have in mind, Lorelai?" Rose asked.
"The Independence Inn in Stars Hollow. We held a meeting there before and they have an excellent chef, and definitely enough room... it's a beautiful place, everyone would love it." Lorelai said.
"Was that the place with that awful harp woman?" Rose asked.
"Yes, but it's a beautiful place… and the food, remember the food, ladies?" Lorelai said, praying that they would agree. She was not sure why she wanted to go back there so badly, but she did. She could just drive there herself, but at least she would have an excuse for Christopher this way.
"It was incredible." Emily nodded.
"Yes, yes it was." Lorelai said eagerly.
"What do you think, ladies?" Emily asked.
There were a lot of nods, and OK's. Emily turned to Lorelai.
"You'll take care of it?" She asked.
"Yes, mother." Lorelai said with an eye roll, which caused Emily to glare back at her.
"I'll take care of it." She said, putting on a fake smile for the rest of the group.
"Alright, now back to Randall… he's not the one with the tattoo of the cereal box characters behind his ear, is he?"
"Snap, Crackle, Pop?" Lorelai asked happily.
Lorelai walked into the Inn, later than morning.
"Excuse me? Excuse me?" She said, trying to get the attention of the man at the desk.
"Yes, how may I help you?" He asked, sarcastically. He had a funny, French, accent that made her want to burst out laughing, but she kept her cool.
"Um… Could I talk to the person in charge of events?" She asked, trying not to laugh.
"Of course." He said.
She stood there at the desk, waiting for him to go and get someone for her to talk to, but he just stood there.
"Aren't you going to get them?" She asked.
"I am not a puppy. I do not play fetch." He responded.
"Not even if I give you a liver snack?" She asked, jokingly.
He didn't laugh and just went back to his work.
"Um… Alright… Well, what does she look like? I'll hunt her down... Do you have a jacket of hers or something? Maybe I could sniff it." She babbled on, causing him to roll his eyes at her.
"Lorelai!" Sookie said, running out of the kitchen.
"Hey Sookie." Lorelai said, turning out to see her.
"What are you doing here?" Sookie asked.
"Apparently, I'm not playing fetch." Lorelai said, gesturing to Michel.
"Oh, just ignore Michel, he's been worse than usual ever since he lost his favorite Celion Dion CD." Sookie said.
"Oh, well." Lorelai shrugged.
"Did you like the cookies?" Sookie asked.
"Oh, yeah… Rory and I had them for breakfast this morning." Lorelai said.
"Oh, well, I can make some more!" Sookie said.
Lorelai smiled. "Sookie, you don't have to." She said.
"No, no, it's no problem!" Sookie said, starting to go back to the kitchen.
"Wait, Sookie." Lorelai said. Sookie turned around. "Do you know who I should talk to, about booking an event here?" She asked.
"An event?" Sookie asked.
"Yeah, the DAR is looking for a place to hold their Annual Common Loon Fundraiser… got any suggestions?" She asked, smiling.
Sookie smiled and began to get excited.
Lorelai smiled at her. "Point the way." She said.
"You should talk to Mia, her office is down that hall, 3rd door on the right." Sookie said.
"Thanks." She said, before heading down the hall.
"So, when is it?" Sookie asked Lorelai. Sookie was on break, and they were sitting in the deserted lobby. Everyone was in the dinning hall, eating lunch.
"May 3rd. Be there or be square." Lorelai joked.
"Hmm… I should start planning the menu… What kinds of things do they eat? Is anyone allergic to olives? Do they like pork? Or maybe fish?" Sookie asked.
"Don't worry, there will be an entire menu presented to you." Lorelai said. "You probably won't be able to pronounce any of it, it'll be fun." She joked.
"OK." Sookie sighed.
"Aw, God, I love this place." Lorelai said looking around.
"Yeah, me too." Sookie said, following her gaze.
"So… why'd you come back?" Sookie asked.
"It's a great town…" Lorelai said, still looking around.
"Yes, yes it is." Sookie nodded. "But, what's a woman like you doing, hanging out with us?" She asked.
"What does that mean?" She asked.
"I just mean… you're in the DAR, and you have a really nice car, you plan really fancy fundraisers, and that's a pretty big diamond." She said, pointing to Lorelai's necklace. Her father gave it to her for her 15th birthday. She wore it a lot because it reminded her of a time when she was more than just a disappointment to her father. Richard Gilmore had dreams for her, big dreams. He had plans for her. Getting pregnant and working at the DAR was definitely not in those plans.
"Oh Sookie, I'm- I'm not like that… I mean, I just, grew up in this life… and I never really got the chance to escape." She said, suddenly becoming very serious.
"What?" Sookie asked.
"I had Rory when I was 16 years old." Lorelai started. "I mean, I always planned on escaping from all of this… I never planned on working for the DAR or anything… I was going to go to college and get away from my parents… but, I got pregnant and suddenly, my whole life was planned out for me." Lorelai said, having no idea why she was telling this to someone who she had just met yesterday.
"I had to marry Rory's father, he had to work in my Dad's company, I took care of Rory and helped my mother with the DAR… They made all the decisions. My Dad picked out my car, my mother picked out the paint colors for my house… I don't want to be like this… I'm not really like this… It's not me. This is so much more me." Lorelai said gesturing to the room. "This town… it's so much more me." She said.
"Oh, I'm so sorry." Sookie said.
"No, it's fine. I understand… the car, the diamond… I understand." Lorelai said.
"So, where's Rory today?" Sookie asked, trying to change the subject.
"School." Lorelai told her.
"Right, school, right…" Sookie said. "How is school?"
Lorelai looked at Sookie again. "She has to catch up on the work she missed yesterday… She is trying to get all of her work done, so she can spend time with Christopher on Monday." Lorelai said, not even sure why she was mentioning Christopher.
"Is that her boyfriend?" Sookie asked.
"No… her father." Lorelai said, in a tone that showed exactly how she felt about him.
"How long have you been married?" Sookie asked.
"16 years, last month." Lorelai said, almost groaning. "Are you married?" She asked.
"Nope, I just… haven't found the right guy yet." She said.
"Yeah, me either." Lorelai said, almost surprised at what she had said, but at the same time, not surprised at all.
Lorelai drove down Peach Street, and came to the town square. She wasn't sure what it was about this town, but she had definitely fallen in love with it. She parked her car across the street from Luke's and skipped to the diner.
"Honey, I'm home." She called to the empty diner. It was that time of day, in between lunch and dinner; when the diner was completely empty. The only person inside was Luke who was wiping down the counter.
"Coffee, please." She said as she sat at the counter, and put her purse on the stool beside her.
"Here, enjoy- Glad to contribute to your death." He said, putting a mug full of coffee in front of her.
"You better send a fruit basket." She said as she took a sip. "Actually, I don't like fruit, so scratch that. Flowers would be nice, though." She said, smiling.
He smiled back at her. She had only met him yesterday, but even after the short time they had talked, she knew he didn't give out his smiles easily. The fact that he gave one to her, made her stomach flip a little bit.
"You know, you're going to get fired if you keep playing hooky like this." He told her.
"I wish." She said, taking a sip of her coffee.
Then, she looked up him, searching his eyes. He remembered her? He remembered that she played hooky yesterday? He has millions of customers, and he still remembered her? She smiled at him.
"I'm actually working right now." She told him.
"And what kind of job pays you to sit in my diner and slowly kill yourself?" He asked.
"The job from hell." She said, before taking another sip. "But, it puts the Pop-Tarts on the table." She said with a shrug.
He looked at her like he was interested, like he was actually listening, like he cared, so she continued.
"I work for the DAR, we're holding a fundraiser… we do it every year… It's basically a bunch of extremely rich, drunk people… you know, the kind of people who drink out of plastic cups with their pinkies up… but you know, they probably never drink out of plastic cups, but if they did, I'm sure they'd have their pinkies up." She babbled on. "And so, they come to this fundraiser and they wear suits and dresses that cost more than this entire town, eat and drink things that anyone who isn't them, could never pronounce, and donate millions of dollars to a cause they know nothing about." Lorelai explained.
"What's the DAR?" He asked.
"My mother would love you." She said sarcastically, but with a smile.
"OK?" He said, still very confused.
"Daughters of the American Revolution." Lorelai said, when she saw his confused expression.
"What?" He asked.
"That's what the DAR is… Daughters of the American Revolution." She said.
"So, what, you're related to someone who came over on the Mayflower or something?" He asked.
"Unfortunately." She says, taking another sip of her coffee. "Can I have another?" She asked, holding up her coffee cup.
He filled it up. "I'll think I'll send black eyed susans… Taylor grows them in his backyard." Luke said.
"I'm flattered." She said sarcastically. "Can't even buy flowers for the woman you killed."
"No, no, no, you're killing yourself."
"Yes, put you're giving me the weapon." She said, holding up her cup.
"Not anymore." He said, putting the coffee pot away.
"Oh, no, no, no, Luke! I'm sorry! Please? Bring the pretty coffee pot back… Please, please, please Luke! Come back coffee pot, come back!" She begged.
"No." He told her.
"I'll buy you a pony." She said, begging him with her puppy eyes.
He rolled his eyes and started towards the curtain, and then went behind it, bringing the coffee pot with him.
Lorelai got up and followed him behind the curtain, wondering where it led. She walked up the stairs that he had gone up, and went through the open door that said 'Williams Hardware.'
"You know, what is with all this Williams Hardware stuff, anyway?" She asked, as she entered the room, that looked like it was an apartment.
He jumped and practically hit the ceiling. "What the hell are you doing up here?" He asked.
"Getting my precious." She said, reaching for the coffee pot, only to have him snatch it away.
"You're crazy." He said.
"And you… are beautiful." She said with a big, bright smile.
"What?" He asked, completely confused by her.
"Come on baby, come back to Momma." She said, trying to get the coffee from him.
"You have a serious problem." He told her.
"Yes I do." She said, holding out the cup to be filled.
"Go to a meeting or something." He told her, refusing her coffee.
"Just one more." She begged.
"How many have you had today?" He asked her.
"Not enough." She replied.
"This is unhealthy." He told her.
"Yeah, yeah, I'll smell a Balance Bar later." She said, still reaching for the coffee, only to have him pull it farther and farther away.
"Smell a Balance Bar?" He asked.
"Well, I'm not going to eat it." She said, with a disgusted expression.
"Oh, of course not. What was I thinking?" He said.
"That you were going to hand me that coffee pot you're holding." She told him.
"Yeah, nice try." He said, walking past her and back downstairs. She followed him, barely a step behind him.
He walked behind the counter and into the kitchen. She followed.
"You can't go behind the counter." He told her.
"Why not?" She asked.
"Customers aren't allowed behind the counter." He said.
"But, I'm so pretty." She said, fluttering her eyelashes and putting on a big smile for him.
"If a bag of potatoes falls on your head, I don't think the insurance company will care if you're pretty or not." He told her.
"Of course they will." She said. "And what are the potatoes doing up there anyway?" She asked.
He rolled his eyes.
"Lukeeeeee please." She said. "Half a cup, that's it. Just half a cup and I'll go away." She said.
"You're going to die." He said.
"Then I won't be around to annoy you, it all works out." She said.
"Half a cup." He told her. "But get out from behind the counter." He said.
She skipped over to the other side and held out the cup to him, smiling. "Thank you, thank you, thank you." She told him.
"Yeah, yeah." He said.
She sat back at the counter, and watched him work in the kitchen for a while.
"Hey Luke?" She asked.
"Yeah?" She heard him call.
"Do you know how to fix a TV?"
So, there it is. Chapter #2.
So how was everyone's weekend? Mine was just… I don't know, a normal weekend. I shoveled snow, hung out with friends, hung out some more, and some more… talked on the phone, pretended to work on my English essay, hung out some more, and then watched the Patriots game, which we won 34-7. And now, I am sitting upstairs, on the computer, typing this and blasting You're So Vain by Carly Simon… I have no idea why, I just am… Yes, I know… my life is so interesting.
Anyway… I would really, really love it if you would review. Good/Bad/Suggestions/Whatever you want, just please review? Thank you and have a nice day.