Summary: Rory is engaged to Logan, but is that who she really wants. One-Parter
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls.
A/N: This is my first fic. It probably really sucks. But I'm not planning on becoming a writer so it's ok. Tell me if it sucks, but please don't be to harsh about it ok. I'm a fourteen year old girl and I don't take harsh criticism well. So please be nice about it. And if, by chance, you happen to like it, that's great. So anyways, please R/R. Tell me what you think, maybe give some suggestions. Hope you enjoy.
When he told me he loved me and walked away, I should have yelled to him the truth.
I love you too.
When he asked me to run away with him, I should've told him what my heart was screaming at me to say.
When he asked me to leave my fiancé to be with him, I should've said yes.
He once told me that we were meant to be, he said he knew it the moment he saw me. I know it too. It just took me a little longer to realize it. But I have.
That's why I'm now standing outside of Room # 7 at the Dragonfly Inn. He said he'd be here if I changed my mind.
I'm standing here, in my wedding dress. I'm about to take the biggest risk of my life
Giving him my heart.
I just hope he doesn't break it.
I finally knock on the door. I can hear him inside, getting off the bed, coming to the door. I feel the all-familiar butterflies in my stomach and my breathe catches in my throat. When he opens the door, he looks surprised, but he's smiling. So am I. I tell him I love him, that it's always been him. He does the same.
Then I kiss him.
It's perfect, gentle yet passionate. We put every emotion into that kiss.
I'm finally where I'm meant to be. And I couldn't be happier.