my heart knew better than me

So maybe you don’t remember the exact moment she’d gone from the little girl who used to wreck your yard with you into the beautiful, bubbly, adorable young woman you were co-starring with now, but you'd do anything to keep the warmth that settles in your veins every time Emily beams at you from across the stage, or the moments when she sings along to the radio whenever you drive her around, or the feeling of contentment that envelopes you every time she pulls you into strong, soft arms whenever you hug.Or: They're soft for each other, Rory's kinda slow, and it's the latter half of Book 1 told from the perspective of F!Rory.