Disclaimer: We all know I don't own Gilmore Girls.
Dedication: Emily Carol, bluedancer, strawburrygrl, smile1, pyroprincess4rmeverwood, and Narco fans.
Chapter 1: Realizing the Truth
Dean awoke the next morning, but a sharp pain vibrated in his head. He closed his eyes. He heard a door open and close.
"Hey," said Luke.
"Hey," said Dean.
"Don't worry you've never been here before. You're in my apartment."
"I just woke up. I didn't even open my eyes.
"Here," said Luke. "This'll help with the hangover."
Dean sat up. Luke was handing him a glass of juice. Dean took it and emptied its contents.
"How did I get here?" asked Dean.
"You and your friends came in," said Luke. "And then they left."
"They ditched me?"
"No, I told them to leave."
"Why? Did I say something?"
Luke didn't say anything. He just stared at the floor.
"Luke," said Dean. "What did I say?"
"I shouldn't tell you it's going to ruin your wedding," said Luke.
"Screw my wedding. I want to know what I said."
Luke sighed. "You rambled a lot, but to put it in basic words, you're not over Rory," said Luke.
Dean stared at the empty glass. It all came back to him. It wasn't anything he didn't know. Dean sat back on the bed and covered his face in his hands.
"I know," he said. "I don't know what to do now. I mean, Lindsay's pretty and smart and funny and the best part is she's crazy about me, but she's not Rory."
"What's the difference between them?" asked Luke.
"I don't know," said Dean. "I don't know why I let it get this far. I thought I liked Lindsay, but I was just fooling myself."
"What are you going to do?"
"Call of the wedding."
"Dean, where are you going?"
"To Lindsay's. She has to know the truth."
To be continued.
A/N: This is going to be a short story because I don't really have time. You know, the auditions and all. So, chapter 2: The Right Thing is coming soon.
Dedication: Emily Carol, bluedancer, strawburrygrl, smile1, pyroprincess4rmeverwood, and Narco fans.
Chapter 1: Realizing the Truth
Dean awoke the next morning, but a sharp pain vibrated in his head. He closed his eyes. He heard a door open and close.
"Hey," said Luke.
"Hey," said Dean.
"Don't worry you've never been here before. You're in my apartment."
"I just woke up. I didn't even open my eyes.
"Here," said Luke. "This'll help with the hangover."
Dean sat up. Luke was handing him a glass of juice. Dean took it and emptied its contents.
"How did I get here?" asked Dean.
"You and your friends came in," said Luke. "And then they left."
"They ditched me?"
"No, I told them to leave."
"Why? Did I say something?"
Luke didn't say anything. He just stared at the floor.
"Luke," said Dean. "What did I say?"
"I shouldn't tell you it's going to ruin your wedding," said Luke.
"Screw my wedding. I want to know what I said."
Luke sighed. "You rambled a lot, but to put it in basic words, you're not over Rory," said Luke.
Dean stared at the empty glass. It all came back to him. It wasn't anything he didn't know. Dean sat back on the bed and covered his face in his hands.
"I know," he said. "I don't know what to do now. I mean, Lindsay's pretty and smart and funny and the best part is she's crazy about me, but she's not Rory."
"What's the difference between them?" asked Luke.
"I don't know," said Dean. "I don't know why I let it get this far. I thought I liked Lindsay, but I was just fooling myself."
"What are you going to do?"
"Call of the wedding."
"Dean, where are you going?"
"To Lindsay's. She has to know the truth."
To be continued.
A/N: This is going to be a short story because I don't really have time. You know, the auditions and all. So, chapter 2: The Right Thing is coming soon.