By the way - I don't particurly remember how I ended my last chapter... Somethin about her in a car, so it may be a little off.
It's one a clock in the morning. I'm hyper. Which may be a good sign that this will be a good chapter :)
ONE MORE THING! haha. I just finished watching "The Real Paul Anka" online. And I'm sorry, it sucked. So I'm sorta working on perfection here. Heaven help me.
Disclaimer: God you people are morons
Summary: read the other chapters people
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Rain. In theory, it's a beautiful thing. But have you ever noticed, that it only comes in times of sadness?
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It had started to drizzle outside her window. The music playing on the stereo had been long forgotten as she watched the rain tap on the window in front of her. She had also forgotten how long she had been sitting there. An hour? Maybe two? God who the hell cares anyways? No matter how many people had passed her, not one of them looked at her like he could have. But that's the thing. He wasn't looking at her.
Or so she thought.
She was torn by the silence that had eveloped her by a rapping on the passenger window. She merly glanced at him before she leaned over to unlock the door. He slowly opened it and sat down in the seat next to her, careful not to drench everything in her car.
She could tell he had been walking around in the rain. Most likely, waying his options. He seemed like that kind of person now. Someone who thought before they jumped. Spoke before they screamed. Walked before they ran.
They were both looking straight forward, skillfully avoiding eye contact. She deep down wished he were looking at her, but of course he wasn't.
She slightly turned her head, only to the point where she could admire him from the corner of her eye. His beautiful hair was soaked, but to her, it just made him that much more endearing.
He wanted to look at her, but he knew it would only hurt him more. She was the first woman he had ever loved. And that thought made him wince. Love, such a powerful word, it held so much weight. And could affect someone for a lifetime.
She was the first to break this extremly uncomfortable silence.
"I'm sorry."
"...I know."
This time she turned full on to look at him.
"You know I'm sorry, or... or you forgive me?"
She can see him lick his bottom lip. As he takes a deep breath, he lifts his head up to stare at the ceiling. Water droplets fall all around him. It's then that she realizes - She's shattering his whole world.
"I don't know."
"When you came to see me... it wouldn't have been the right time."
"I realize that now" He says turning to make eye contact with her.
"And... GOD!" She screams in frustration. And for a moment, he sympathizes for her.
"Hey, let's not bring God into this." he says attempting to lighten the mood. She offers him a small smile, when in reality, the light in her world had just been turned back on.
"I don't know what to say to fix this."
"Words won't be able to fix what happened Rory."
"I know."
He slowly, reaces over and grabs her hand, intertwining their fingers.
"Rory?"
"...Yea?" She says, hoping he wouldn't turn the light back off.
"I... I love you."
She nearly sheds a tear, and giggles at the fact that she thought he was about to break her heart again.
"I love you too." She says in a whisper. Unheard to most, but to him, it was as if she had screamed it from the mountains.
He leans in to kiss her, and looks up at her eyes before he decides that she won't change her mind. She squeezes her eyes shut, and she feels his lips against hers.
And for a moment, she can swear she's flying.
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Best chapter I've written so far. No debate. And no, this is not the last installment of this story. I think...