Tales of a Lonely Girl

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Disclaimer: They, obviously, are not mine. I can't pretend though.


Chapter 8
'If It Makes You Happy'

At around 4 on Friday afternoon Lorelai pulled into her driveway and ran into the house. She took of her shoes quickly and threw her purse on the couch.

"Hello?" She said out loud.

"In here!" Luke called out from the bathroom near Rory's room.

She walked into the bathroom and smiled at the sight of Luke in a plain gray tee-shirt underneath the sink trying to fix the pipes.

"Hey you." She said sitting down on the edge of the bathtub. She patted his leg and smiled at him. He got up and gave her a quick kiss before returning back to the sink.

"How does it look?"

"Dirty."

"Yeah, well..."

"I can fix it though." He got up and washed his hands and turned to her. "I've just got to get a few tools from my car, I'll be right back."

"Hey, I'm going to go in the shower real quick. But do me a favor, if the phone rings, answer it. It might be Sookie and we're waiting to hear from someone so I want to talk to her if it is her."

"Okay."

As Lorelai walked up to the bathroom in her room, Luke walked outside and got his toolbox from the car. He walked back into the bathroom and started 'fooling around' with the pipes trying to fix the sink, which chances are, is clogged by hair that they insisted on putting down the drain after cleaning out their brushes. A few minutes into his 'fixing' he heard the phone and remembered he was supposed to answer it. He mumbled something and walked into the kitchen picking up the portable from the table.

"Hello?"

"Luke?"

"Yeah. Rory?"

"Sorry, I must have clicked the wrong speed dial number."

"No, no, I'm at your house. And I don't even want to ask why the diner's on your speed dial. Or my house, or wherever."

"It's a perfectly good reason. In case there are ever times where I'm in dyer need of a cup of coffee, and I can't get through a night of cramming without one, I just hold number 4 down on my cell phone and you're a ring away!"

"Perfectly good reason." Luke mocked.

"So, you're at my house, huh?"

"Yeah, I'm just fixing the sink." He wasn't sure if Lorelai ever told Rory about the two of them. He figured that she must have mentioned something to her. All she ever mentioned to him was the fact that she and Rory made up but that was about all.

"Uh huh..."

"No really I am. Your sink as a matter of fact. Any idea what's down it?"

"Eh, probably hair from the brushes." She said casually.

Luke rolled his eyes. "Yeah, that's what I figured."

"So!" Rory chirped. "How's mom?" She asked slyly, hinting towards something else.

"Uh, she's fine. She's in the shower though so she's going to have to call you back."

"Mmm k, mmm k. And...how are you?"

He could hear the suspicion in her voice. "Get to your point."

"What do you mean my point? I just wanted to know how you were doing." She said innocently.

"I can tell you're trying to get to something."

"How are you and my mom doing?" She asked normally, a hint of seriousness in her voice.

"Ah, so that's what the act's about."

"Well, she mentioned to me that you guys were dating the other day...so I was just wondering."

"Uh, we're good. Ya know, she still annoys me and I still yell at her."

"Only now there's kissing involved." Rory said, laughing a little. She could have sworn she could see Luke's cheeks redden through the phone. That's how well she knew him. He was silent for a minute so she took the liberty of talking again. "I'm uh, just kidding. Although I do assume you guys are kissing."

"Yeah, well we're good thanks. How are you?"

"I'm good. Coming home soon."

"Oh that's right. Monday, right?"

"Yeah."

"Well, I'll have a pot of coffee ready for you."

"Thanks. I'll need it. I must say, there are lots of positive things about the foreign countries but...as hard as I've looked, I can't find a Le Petite Luke's around here."

"Petite?"

"Well I just threw that in there. The only place with okay coffee is Le Petite Pete's. Don't ask."

"Not even going to."

"Yeah well..." There was an awkward silence. "Hey, listen. I know this topic already passed but I just wanted to say I'm glad you and my mom are dating. I think that's really great."

Luke smiled. "Thanks Rory."

"It just feels right, ya know?"

Oh did he. "Yeah, I do."

"I mean, I know that I have a dad and I'm 19 and it's corny to say this, but really, he wasn't much of a fatherly figure. Ya know? Sure I call him dad but I don't think of him as much more than the man who often called. But you...you've always been around." Aware that the conversation had taken a slight turn, and at this point, Luke was probably embarrassed as hell, although Rory was being sweet, she decided to lighten up the mood. "Plus...don't think I couldn't tell you like my mom all along."

"What?" Luke asked accusingly.

"It's obvious. It always was."

"Not really."

"You don't have to admit it too me. Just know, if you ever did, secret's safe with me."

Luke sighed and rolled his eyes. "So maybe I liked her for a while. There it's been said."

"I know." Rory said matter-of-factly. "Glad you admitted it."

"Yeah I said it, it's been done, it's over now."

"She like's you a lot, Luke." She said quickly.

"Uh...good."

"I haven't actually seen you guys together but, I've heard her talk about you and she seems happy. I just–I want this to work. You and her."

"I do too."

"And, I need you to be there for her right now."

"I am."

"I mean, I'm going back to school soon. And of course I was gone last year, but she was really lonely. She'd cry a lot too. You probably didn't know. Sometimes she acts like a huge baby."

"You're telling me..."

"But, now my grandparents are separated and as much as she doesn't want to admit it, it's affecting her and she's really upset. And I know that the Inn must be killing her. I'm just glad she has someone to take a break with once in a while."

"Glad I can help."

"Just take care of her, k? For me, please."

"I will."

"Cause I love her and I love seeing her happy. You too. Don't get me wrong." Now the seriousness was over. Rory squealed a little. "Sorry! I'm just so happy you guys are dating."

"I can tell." Luke said dryly.

"Alright I'm going to go."

"Nice talking to you."

"You too..." Rory laughed a little. "Daddy."

"Ah, jeez..."

"Bye!"

"Bye Rory."

"Hey...and Luke?"

"Yeah."

"Just remember what I said."

Luke smiled and sighed. "I will."

He pressed the off button and stared at the phone in his hands for a second before laying it back down on the kitchen table. As he was walking back into the bathroom, Lorelai walked down in her towel with dripping wet hair.

"Hey, I thought I heard the phone ring before, was it Sookie?"

"No, it was Rory."

"Oh! What did she have to say?"

"She just wanted to say hi. She told me to tell you to call her back."

"Oh okay." She walked into the kitchen and sat down in the chair. Luke noticed the expression of sadness that suddenly appeared on her face.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"I just miss her. That's all." She said, trying to convince herself things would be fine.

He put his hands on her bare shoulders. She shivered at the touch of his hands and allowed him to gently massage her back.

"She'll be home soon."

"Yeah, I know."

After a few moments, she got up from the chair and gave Luke a quick kiss.

"I'm going to get dressed."

"Alright, I'm going to try and fix the sink."


Almost an hour later, Luke walked into the living room where Lorelai was sitting watching TV. He sat down next to her and watched whatever the hell kind of crap she was watching. He watched her from the corner of his eye. He watched the way she'd laugh—at of course, the stupidest things, the way she'd repeatedly tap her fingers on her knees which were pulled close to her chest, the way she'd twirl her hair when she'd get bored of tapping aimlessly, and he especially watched the way she took the liberty to spread her legs across his lap and propped her back against the arm of the couch. It was the little things like that, where he knew they were good. Better than good. It was the beginning of the whole package thing without the being married part. Before he knew it, she'll probably have him going out to get the dog more food, but who knows. Maybe they wouldn't make it there. Or maybe they would.


5 MONTHS LATER

It had been 5 months. 5 months of seeing Luke more than once a day. 5 months of still pestering him for coffee. 5 months of consecutively waking up next to him every morning with the exceptions of a few nights apart because of something going on the next morning or Rory coming home for a weekend or so. 5 months of her quirky annoyances. 5 months of movies that Luke knew he really didn't have to see, no matter how much Lorelai exaggerated. 5 months worth of Friday night dinners, where Luke found himself cooling down Lorelai because her parents, happier than ever, just have to critique her every flaw. 5 months of dating. 5 months of happiness. And most importantly, 5 months of easily convincing herself that he is the one. The one who she would one day, confidently tell him that she loves him. No, it never came up before. There were many incidents where one of them wanted to say it to each other, but they held there tongues. Not because either of them were afraid to say it, but because they wanted it to be right. Meaning the right place, and time. There was no need to rush anything. They were happier than imaginative, so why rush? But 5 months, including what...8 years of foreplay? That wasn't rushing things. That was just taking it all in, slow and easily, enjoying every moment together that much more.

"Come over!" She whined into the phone.

"Lorelai..."

"I'm under my covers in my room all al--"

"You do know its 1:30 in the morning." He said, cutting her off.

"I still don't understand why you aren't over here right now."

"I don't want to get you sick."

"Oh cry why don't you? You have a little, teeny, weenie cough and you think it's the end of the world."

"Have I mentioned its 20 degrees outside?"

"So make sure you wear a hat and a big coat. I'll see you soon."

She hung up the phone and threw on her robe and slippers. She walked downstairs and put on her huge winter jacket, a scarf, gloves, and a hat. She walked outside on her porch as Luke was pulling into the driveway. It was dark outside, but the porch light was on luckily, so he knew where to walk.

"If I get sick..."

"You can blame it on me."

He walked up to porch and gave her a tight hug followed by a kiss that could have, and probably should have lasted longer than it did.

"Come sit over there with me." She said grabbing his hand and walking him over to the swing on the porch. He sat down and she sat very close to him, shivering a little.

"It's so pretty outside." She said close to his face.

"It's cold."

"You always have to be grumpy, don't you?"

"Sorry. It's so pretty out." What the hell. If it makes her happy...

She smirked at him.

"They best things happen when it snows."

"Yeah, I know exactly what you mean. It snows for 2 days straight leaving every block un-shoveled in this town, only waiting for somebody to slip and break their back. Real pretty."

"You know..." she poked him in the stomach. "Sometimes...just sometimes...I wonder why I like you so much."

He laughed a little and kissed her on the top of her head, stroking her arm back and forth.

"I'm serious Luke, the best things happen when it snows."

"That's what I here."

She got up and walked down the stairs holding herself tightly from the cold air hitting her. She walked to a tree and grabbed a twig lying in the snow. She called Luke to come down with her and reluctantly he joined her. She bent over and he laid a hand on her back while he watched her write something in the ground. She leaned back up and he squinted his eyes to see her tiny little writing that said, 'I Love This.' He smiled and gave her a quick kiss. He knew that she loved the snow. Really, the whole town knew she loved snow. It wasn't a mystery, that's for sure. She gave him another kiss and smiled.

"Let's make this snowfall a special one. Let's mark this one of the moments I count on my 'Top 10 Best Things That Happen When It Snow' list.

"What?"

"This."

She took his hand and walked to a clear patch of snow. She took the stick she was using before and wrote something else. It read, 'I Love You.' He smiled largely and took the stick from her hand and added a too at the end of the sentence. As tears welled up in her eyes, she threw her arms around his waist and pressed her face against his chest, hugging him tightly. After a few moments she looked up and kissed him for what seemed to be forever when in reality it was only a few seconds. She grabbed his hand and led him back inside the house.

So they said it. Well, wrote it. Which sure, was cute and appreciated in its own special way but they both felt that something was still missing.

Maybe it wasn't the right way and time to say it.

They didn't say a word while they walked back up to her room. They made there way under her covers and cuddled close, attempting to keep each other warm. Her window was still open and the wind was blowing through.

Unsatisfied with the way she felt, she leaned up to his face and whispered in his ear. "I love you, Luke."

A smile larger than normal appeared across his face. He leaned over and gave her a quick kiss, resting his mouth by her ear like she had done.

"I love you too."

Then again, maybe it was the right time.

In the end, it probably was.

After all, it had been 5 months.

5 months of waiting. 5 months of wondering. 5 months of unsaid things.

5 months was long enough.

And all their unanswered questions had finally been answered.


Hope you liked it! Sort of random, I know. And I'm not good at writing I love you's but I was into the whole Lorelai saying it first conversation we've been having at FF, so I took a shoot. Please review!! I hope you guys liked it.

Until next time my friends.
By the way, I'm posting the first chapter of my story Punch Drunk Love probably on Monday! I hope you all will read it!
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