That Fateful Day in Luke's
Disclaimer: I am in no way associated with Gilmore Girls. Well, other than having all 5 seasons on DVD and watching the show religiously…None of these characters are mine, unless I make some up, but that'll be obvious 33
Summary: This takes place way before season 1, when Luke and Lorelai first met. Switching points-of-view, Luke and Lorelai's relationship grows into something neither of them dreamed of. Note: may not take the course of the actual show, other than main events like Lorelai's graduation and Rory's graduation and crap like that.
Chapter 3: Heaven and JealousyA/N: Hey, I hope you guys don't mind that I skip ahead 5 years! Hey, I got a lot of questions about how I knew that Rory was eleven when she moved to the Crap Shack. Sookie says it in Concert Interruptus. Thanks to my luvley beat, OkGoPrettyMuchRules!
Turning off the TV,—the Yankees eviscerated the Braves (typical! It's the Civil War all over again!)—I get up from the couch to answer the phone. "Hello?" I answer.
"I need you to fix the back door lock. It's jammed again!" I smile at the familiar voice.
"I'll be there around seven, okay?" I confirm.
"Great! Rory is at Lane's house for the night, so you don't have to worry about being quiet!" she says. "So, I'll see you at seven!"
"Okay, bye." Click.
It has been five years. Five years of seeing her everyday. Five years of her begging me for coffee every morning. Five years of helping her around the house: fixing things, building things. Five years of wanting to kill myself when I hear her order: burger, chili fries, and coffee. Five years of wanting to kill myself when I see her with another man. Five years of wishing and yearning that, someday, she would see me. Five years of my love for her.
Rory is sixteen, and her mother thirty-two. Rory, who just started Chilton, is as much a bookworm now as she was when she was eleven. Her angelic look only increases over the years. Though Rory is a beautiful, intelligent, and quick-witted young lady, she is nothing compared to her mother: pure heaven.
Lorelai Gilmore, like her daughter, only increases in beauty as she gets older, and she was extremely beautiful to begin with! Her bright blue eyes are enough to make me have to force myself not to drool. When she flips that dark brown curly hair, it is impossible for me to say no to her. Counting the minutes until seven,—until I see her—I rush out the door as soon as the clock chimes seven, turning back around to retrieve my toolbox.
"Hey!" Lorelai greets me, her smile wide and eyes twinkling. "Come on in!" She steps aside to let me in, leading me into the kitchen. "Okay, so, work your magic!" The phone rings. "Sorry, be right back." Lorelai rushes to the phone, picking it up. "Hello?"
I watch in silence as a grin spreads across her face, laughing at something he just said. Why do I automatically assume it's a 'he'? Well, that question isn't hard to answer.
"Okay, see you tomorrow night!" she says as she hangs up. "Sorry," she apologizes, walking back to me. "That was Rory's Lit. teacher. (A/N: hint, hint!) There is this meeting tomorrow night and so…yeah…" she trails off. I was right, it's a he! Gee, I wonder why I feel so jealous.
"Well, I'm all done here," I say about five minutes later.
"Wow. That was fast!" Lorelai declares. She seems, dare I say it, disappointed.
"Yeah, it was pretty easy to fix," I explain. Besides, I want to get out of here so she doesn't see me almost break down.
"Well, thanks! So, I guess I'll see you tomorrow!" Lorelai smiles at me, leading me to the front door. Leaning on the door frame, she turns me around so I'm facing her and smiles again. "Thanks, again," she sincerely says, pulling me into a friendly hug.
"No problem," I say into her hair, wishing I could hold her like this everyday of my life.
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A/N: Lorelai POV now. In most chapters, it will be Luke POV first, then Lorelai. Sometimes, one chapter will be completely Luke or Lorelai POV. Please realize that it will be some time before Luke and Lorelai actually get together, but they will. Don't worry!
"Hey," I say, smiling. I lean forward, kissing Max softly, who instantly intensifies the kiss. He reaches his arm around my waist and runs his tongue along my lips, demanding entrance. Happily complying, I open my mouth as our tongues clash. He guides me to the wall, pushing me hard against it. His free hand goes up to the wall to steady himself. My arms drape around his neck, my fingers twirling his hair.
Pulling back for air, Max smiles at me and says, "Hello." He kisses me again, a thousand fluttery kisses, sending my heart into my throat.
"Hi," I reply, smiling like an idiot. "So, what's the plan for tonight?" I ask, leaning back in his arms, which are around my waist, supporting me.
"I was thinking we could pick up some food and go see a bad movie. Any ideas?" Max suggests.
"Yeah, let's see if Charlie's Angel's 2 is showing!" I exclaim, jumping up and down in my very flowy skirt.
"Haha, okay! Get your stuff and fix your shirt, and let's go!" Max winks, stepping outside. I look down at my black satin shirt, which is unbuttoned at the top, starting to show my bra.
"Hey, when did you do this?" I ask, extremely surprised. I didn't feel him do that at all.
"You're kidding, right?" Max asks, incredulous.
"Okay, I'm ready, but you're going in front so you don't unhook my bra when I'm not looking!" I order. Max contentedly obliges, taking the lead. I enjoy the view until we reach the car. "Okay, Max. I think it's time we have a talk…" I begin as soon as he enters the car.
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Luke again!
I walk around the diner, cleaning the floor; wiping down the counter, and look up to see a frazzled Rory walking determinedly toward the diner, a set/freaked out look on her face.
"Luke!" She exclaims as she bursts in the diner, the little bell dinging. In all five years I've known Lorelai, when the thought first occurred to me, I never bothered to take down the bell; no matter how much it annoyed me, I never took it down. "I need help!"
"With what? Rory, what's wrong?" I ask, throwing down the rag.
"I can't find it!" Rory exclaims.
"Find what!"
"Maybe it fell down! Help me look under the tables!" She starts crawling on the floor, looking for the mystery item.
A/N: Sorry, it's really short. But there are two cliffhangers! Dun, dun, DUN! Click the pretty little button and review if you want anymore chapters! Muahahaha!
Chapter 4: Keys and Things
