N/A: So I decided to go back and try to finish this fic. Sorry for almost giving up, but I just didn't feel like writing for a while. I really appreciate any feedback and hopefully you'll stick with me. Review if you like it. It does make every writer happy, specially me!

Own nothing and, of course, always have and always will dream about owning Jess!

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Once again, they walked side by side.

"So Jess, are you really this awful bad boy who hurts every damsel that crosses your way? Cause that's what I've heard from everyone." Rory asked him.

"Just on Mondays, on Fridays I prefer to be a drag queen and party." He responded smirking.

She laughed, but tried once again to go back to subject. "I mean, really, what have you done exactly that is so wrong to be sent here?" She stayed silent for a minute and than continued. "Not that Miss Patty... and how did you put it early 'this crazy asylum?' don't appreciate the upcoming of our own town Colin Farrell, but you must have done something to sent your mother over the edge, right?"

"Actually I think I called it a lunatic asylum, but I appreciate the nicknames. I think I'll stick with JD for a while." Was all he said.

"You are not going to answer me, are you?" She questioned.

He got thoughtful for a minute and replied: "Maybe someday I will."

"Do you promise?" She wasn't going to give up that easily, she did a cute pout thing and looked straight into his eyes like a little child.

"Yeah, I promise you." He picked up a cigarette. "You know, you can get really insistent when you want to." It was too soon to talk about what'd happened, but somehow, and he really didn't understand why, he trusted her already. Plus, he thought for a moment coming to the conclusion that he would never be able to resist those eyes. He soon drove those deliberations away.

"This thing is going to kill you." She pointed to the cigarette, now in his hand.

"So I've been told." He simple responded.

They stayed silent for a while.

He did put out the smoke after a couple of minutes.

They ended up by the bridge; it didn't feel like a surprise. It seemed almost unavoidable that they were going to end up there. They both felt so naturally comfortable that it was close to an agreement that they wouldn't be sharing that spot with anybody else.

"So, James Dean wanna be, what do we do now?" She asked him while sitting down.

"Huh. Don't you think you should be the one answering that? I've only been here for a couple of days." He responded sitting really close to her.

'Long enough to turn my head upside down' she thought, getting lost in her own ideas.

He looked intrigued at her, she had just dozen off. Rory suddenly realized that and said: "Sorry."

He didn't even reply and just looked absorbedly into her eyes. "You are different from every girl I've met." He alleged that so serious, that scared her a little.

It could seem like a corny pick up line if you didn't pay any attention, but she knew it wasn't. He wasn't one for pick up lines, or lines like that if that matter; it just seemed like that statement had escaped his lips without him even knowing.

He was telling the truth nonetheless. She wasn't afraid of being who she was. For instance, she showed the world her love for books, even if it could be seen as a bit geeky, she kept talking so fast that her mouth dried out without even realizing it. But, the most important thing, the one thing that frightened him, was how her blue eyes looked so vivid, so bright with life. He plainly couldn't see the point of being this hopeful or be this cheerful. He had learned a long time ago that life just wasn't a fairytale and he hadn't met a great amount of unusual people to show him otherwise. It was not like he was this revolted my-parents-don't-understand-me teenager, but he still waited for that person that would make a difference. Not that he was going to admit that to himself but, in the mean while, he lived like he lived, without putting many thought into it.

She blushed at his statement, but found the strength to meet his gaze and answer him: "Well, I hope this is a good thing."

He merely nodded.

How did she do that? He was petrified by how sincere he was being. Realizing that, he abruptly got up told her: "I'm heading to the pizza place, wanna come?"

She stood steel for a moment, not understanding his unexpected change in actions, but responded: "Yeah, sure." He pulled her up and they started walking.

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