Rory wanted nothing more than to be around Jess as she was lying in bed staring at the ceiling of a room that was not her own. She had just gotten off the phone with her mom, who had just had a dream about Luke and her having twins. Rory knew that her mom and Luke were supposed to be together, how long would it take them to figure it out? A feeling of hypocrisy made her twitch slightly. She knew that she had been in a similar position. It was apparent to everyone that Jess and Rory had feelings for each other but neither of them acted on it.
The blurry red light from the clock read 4:32 and Rory sighed and knew she wouldn't be able to sleep before she had to be up at 5:30. She eyed the phone that she had just been on not too long ago. A moment of spontaneity later she had the number dialed and the receiver in her hand playing a dial tone.
"What?" She heard Jess's tired voice answer flustered.
"Hi, it's me," Rory grinned at the sound of his voice.
"Oh, hey," his voice significantly perked up.
"How are you?" she asked shyly.
"It's-"
"4:34, I know early," she laughed, "sorry!"
"No-don't be I'm glad you called." That sentence reminded her of a similar unplanned phone call she had made to him.
"Really?" she asked.
"Yeah," There was a small silence that was nothing but comfortable.
"I-" she tried to get it out but couldn't quite let her guard down.
"You?" he asked sarcastically. She inhaled and exhaled loudly.
"I miss you," rushed out of her mouth and was barely coherent but it made Jess smile. He couldn't remember the last time he had smiled that early in the morning.
"I miss you too," he confessed. Rory's confidence was restored and she lied back down and sighed loudly.
"I'm coming back in 4 days," she gushed.
"Wow that soon," pretending like he hadn't counted down.
"Yep, very soon. I can't wait to see everyone. How's the town?" Their conversation was returning back to normal.
"Well the snow cone machine broke down and Taylor was freaking out." She giggled and replied,
"That sounds like Taylor. You wouldn't have happened to know how it broke?" She implied sheepishly.
"Are you suggesting that an innocent boy like myself would have had anything to do with a broken snow cone machine?" He sounded mockingly appalled.
"Yes!" She stated frankly.
"Huh," was his only reply, "Well not that I don't enjoy these accusations, but seeing that it is very early, I believe that I will be going back to sleep."
"Okay," she said rather disappointed, "I'll see you in four days."
"Four days." He hung up. Rory put down the phone and drifted off into the soundest sleep she'd had in weeks.
