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Here we go…
Luke had no longer arrived to the diner door before turning back around and heading towards the lake. 'You will not be such a damn wimp.' He chastised himself. 'Walk up to her and tell her you forgive her and then things will go back to normal and you won't feel like such a jackass.' As he again made his way through the crowd he found himself moving quickly, he was almost gliding through the crowd. Once reaching the outside of the diminishing crowd he felt his heart rate begin to quicken in sheer anticipation. Oh how he longed to talk to this woman!
His heart fell however at the vacancy of the spot she had just five minutes ago occupied. 'Where'd she go?' He asked himself, scanning his surroundings and then the lake, remembering the fact that she enjoyed taking swims. But she had had a blanket before, 'she must have gone home' he concluded, looking up into the night and cursing himself for again missing his chance. It would be simple enough to just walk to her house and tell her he forgave her, but he needed her to think it was by chance they were going to meet, that it was somehow destiny. Now Luke Danes was not one to believe in things like that, he had relied on his gut for the past ten years. He was comfortable with Luke, his gut knew that much, but for some reason he found himself staring straight up into the sky…looking for guidance.
'What the hell does she think of every night?' He asked himself and felt himself moving towards the middle of the pier. Mimicking the position he had watched her hold the last five weeks he stared up. His hat however was making it hard for his arms to remain a comfortable pillow and he quickly discarded it to his side. He found his eyesight blurring, the way it does when you're not exactly focusing on something, just staring, and he felt himself drifting a way into a peaceful nothingness.
As he lay there he failed to hear the fast-approaching footsteps of a very confused Lorelai. She stood at his head for a moment before bending to her knees and moving herself in front of him, with that breaking his trance. "Lo-Lorelai." He stuttered, maneuvering to quickly stand to his feet, noticing for the first time the 'Luke's' cups in her possession. 'Ah shit.' He thought, knowing she had discovered his hiding place.
"What the hell's your problem?" She asked immediately, handing him the to-go cups.
"What the hell are you talking about?" He fired back.
"Hiding behind a tree Luke? You've been watching me?"
"Aren't we being a little conceited there Lorelai?"
"Alright then, why are you here?"
"I was taking a walk."
"And you decided to do the same thing I've been doing since our fight?"
"Well yeah." He sighed defeated. "So what?"
"What are you, like a closet peeping tom?"
"You know me better than that Lorelai."
"Oh do I? Well the Luke I know would have already forgiven me for an incident five weeks old. The Luke I know would have at least talked to me by now. The Luke I know could shake off a tiny argument like the one we had no problem. You my friend are not the Luke I know."
"It's still me and you freakin' know it. So I've been watching you. We're at the lake, a public place may I add, I'm free to see watch whoever the hell I want."
"That's news to me Luke because I consider it stalking when a person spies on you without your consent."
"What kind of stalker asks permission to spy on someone?"
"That's so not the point." She fumed, somehow struggling to find words, any words to say to him.
"I missed you." He said quietly.
"W-what?" She stuttered.
"I missed you." He said again, his voice barely above a whisper. "This was the only way I could see you since you've been avoiding the diner and when you didn't show for the fireworks I came here, you're always here."
"You've missed me?" She repeated, slowly processing his revelation.
"Well yeah." He continued. "Especially when you didn't show for the fireworks, I even baked a damn pecan pie."
"Oh really?" She laughed, bending to retrieve his hat from the pier. She held it out to him and he graciously accepted, having forgotten it in his haste to stand. "Well how about we keep up with tradition?"
"I like the idea." He quickly agreed, yet neither made an attempt to move. "We should probably become stationary otherwise this'll never work."
"I concur." She replied. "You know this conversation didn't play anything out like I thought it would."
"And how did you imagine it?"
"We'll discuss that over pie, but I have one question that I must ask now."
"Only if I get one in return." He bargained, following along beside her up the trail.
"Fair deal." She agreed. "What's with all the cups, are you a closet junkie or something?"
"Well…no." He hesitated, looking down at his feet. "Every time I came to that tree I brought a cup of coffee as a peace offering for if I swallowed my pride enough to talk to you." Lorelai's stomach did a somersault at his softly spoken words and her heart instantly melted into a puddle within her chest.
"You old softy." She smiled. "What happened to all that coffee?"
"In the lake." He replied honestly.
"Well then we must avenge the deaths of those lost in our feud. That results in what, two pots of coffee?"
"One." He growled, as they approached the diner. "Can I ask my question now?"
"Sure." She replied, feeling her shoulder tingle as his flannel-clad shoulder brush hers. He unlocked the door to the diner and allowed her admittance, watching as she perched herself onto a stool at the counter as he manned said counter.
"What the hell were you thinking about all those nights? I mean you would just lay there and not move…for hours. I got worried about you for a while there."
"Well to be perfectly honest…mainly you."
Alright, here it is, two updates in like two hours, damn I must love you all. lol I'm open to any suggestions that you may have, all opinions are encouraged. And by the way, on occasion I find it difficult to find the dialogue for Lorelai, if anyone can help, I'd appreciate it. I'm quirky, but not that quirky.
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