Hey guys, this is my first Gilmore Girls fanfiction, so please be nice ;) However, this is a few shot, telling a short story about how Rory and Logan meet again some years after the finale of season 7. Every chapter will have some kind of soundtrack if you wanna put it that way, so every chapter's a sonfic. Give it a shot please, I hope you like it. The song is "Too YOung" by Queensbury.
Enjoy reading and REVIEW!
Rory was standing in front of her mirror, checking her appearance one last time before she'd head off in her limo to the party tonight. She sighed slightly, not knowing why she was in such a depressed mood.
I'm looking pretty fine, in fact I'm sure Tom will tell me just how amazing I'm looking. Well, he better should say that, after all he bought me this freaking expensive dress. But that's what you get when you have a high-society boyfriend, I guess. You get expensive presents and dates and all you have to accept is always being the second priority – after the business of course. But that's what I wanted, what I chose, like my dearest mother's always reminding me.
Rory heard her cell ring in her purse and knew it was Tom, who was waiting in the limo for her and was getting impatient, because she was taking so long. So Rory grabbed her purse and left her apartment, the one that she had bought when she had came to New York. The big apple had been good to her ever since. She had a great job at the newspaper "the Times" now and everything was working for her, an exclusive boyfriend most girls would kill for and with only saying her boyfriend's last name she was nearly always getting the attention she wanted. Just that Rory had never thought she would be that kind of girl one day, that with 25 years she would like being a society girl by all means.
That was it what made me and my mother grow apart I guess. Now it's easy to see, she's still in Stars Hollow and hating society while I've joined the dark side. God, I really miss mom. I miss her stupid calls at the random times; I miss her crazy comments and thoughts. I miss sharing everything with her. But just like Lane told me, I made my decision, although I wasn't even noticing it. The more I became the girlfriend Tom wanted me to be and the more I concentrated fully on my career the more I seem to create an abysm between me and the people I once loved.
Rory left the building she was living in and said politely "good-bye" to Frank, the portiere. Then she climbed into the limo that was awaiting her, kissing her boyfriend "hello" as a good girlfriend was supposed to do. He told her how amazing she looked – big surprise- and then told the driver to speed up a bit.
"How will it look if I'm late? I asked Barton to bring the contract with him tonight and I promised Darcy to get it all wrapped up before 9 p.m. damn it!" Tom ordered the driver angrily. Rory felt slightly sorry for being the cause of Tom yelling at the driver once again. Tom would of course never yell at Rory, that was un-gentlemanlike, so he blamed the driver instead. Poor guy. But Rory didn't say a thing, there was a time she would have, but nowadays she knew that it just wasn't her place to criticize her boyfriend in front of the driver, or anyone for that matter. So she just stared out the window, admiring once again the lights of NYC at night.
Sometimes I look back and I can't believe what happened ever since I left home, left Yale. It seems like all of that belongs to another person's life. I was so naïve back then, it's like I've been a child, still believing in fairy tales. I thought I'd made it to the Times just with my talent and that I'd find "the One" for me. Well, talent hasn't gotten me anywhere, Tom has. He might not be how I always wanted my One, my soul mate, to be, but most likely my expectations were too high.
"So, darling, did you talk to Maria, will she and her husband come tonight?" Tom asked Rory business like and Rory knew that this was one of the times where he wasn't her boyfriend. He had asked her to do something for him and he expected these things to be done. He had gotten her a brilliant job at the Times after all. Rory smiled at him shortly, needing a moment to force the sad thoughts out of her mind.
"Of course, I did talk to her. She's not coming though." Rory paused when she saw the resentment beginning to show on Tom's face that normally had so lovely features. She had always been captivated by his blue, warm eyes in the beginning, though the attraction had begun to fade with the time. It were moments like this when she was silently asking herself how the hell she ended up where she was nowadays, the times she regretted not having accepted Logan's proposal. She probably would be happier now if she had.
"But her husband is coming through, so your plans shouldn't be troubled." Rory added before Tom could say anything. Immediately his expression changed into an approving one Rory had once misjudged as a caring one. Now he was telling her what a perfect girlfriend she was and how much he loved her and stuff. She wasn't really paying attention. It meant nothing, not in this world. Or should to be more precisely: not in his world.
I shouldn't be thinking this way. Tom's a great boyfriend. So he's serious about his work, but in the end that's to my benefit too, after all he pays for nearly everything. And when he takes me out or we spent a night together he's like the sweetest guy. Then there's nothing that reminds me of the business-Tom, the cold, rational, not-caring Tom. So what am I complaining about?
"Mr Welton, Miss Gilmore-Hayden, we're here." The driver informed the pair on the backseat, but Tom had already left the car before the driver had finished his first word. Rory reminded herself of waiting faithfully until Tom was there to open the door for her, something he insisted to do, especially on these society parties and other occasion like this.
Inside the big building that reminded one of some kind of palace, Rory and Tom quickly split up; he was going to his friends and business partners while Rory was obliged to go to the other society women. There she would hear about the latest gossip and chat a little bit with the right ladies. As a woman of high society Rory didn't mind these things anymore, she had gotten used to it and secretly enjoyed laughing at these women and their so-called problems. In her opinion they were all nothing but little, rich, arrogant bitches who happened to get themselves an even richer man, but Rory had pretended long enough to be one of them to not get busted on her real opinions.
A good hour after she had arrived, Rory was already sitting at the bar, in the back corner so that hopefully she would have some privacy. She looked at the others who were sitting at the bar, sipping at their drinks. There were mostly guys, but also a few women who were so obviously hitting on a man next to them that it was really ridiculous, even for society standards. Rory concentrated on her drink again and thought about the reason she had went to hide at the bar so soon already. She had seen two people she had been avoiding since she had left college.
Finn's here. It's sad somehow that I haven't once talked to him since… graduation. I've seen him sometimes, but I never had the guts to really talk to him. It's easier this way. Way easier. Especially since Finn's here today and I've seen Mitchum Huntzberger in person too, so it's most likely that Logan's here too and I'd rather die than talk to him again – ever.
Like on his cue a certain blonde young man came through the crowd, sitting down not that far from Rory. It didn't take her long to spot him with his favorite drink. He hadn't changed much. He was still looking unbelievable good. His looks should be forbidden. Yet he looked somewhat older, more grown up. She had heard quite a bit about Logan and knew that he was now a serious business man and that he wasn't partying all night anymore. Now that she saw him, Rory truly believed for the first time that this Logan wasn't doing some stupid Life and Death Brigade stuff anymore. Rory felt herself wishing to go back to college and to stay there forever, together with him, not worrying that much about the next year, only about getting an A in the next exam.
What If I Could Turn Back Time Tonight
Play Fighting Games With You
Like We Used To
Suddenly Logan looked in her direction, he had probably felt her stare since he had been so good in detecting stares in college. Rory blushed slightly, embarrassed being caught at such blatantly staring.
And You Could Say Its Gonna Be Alright
How much Rory wished in this moment where their eyes locked after all these years that she could just go straight over to him and kiss him, hug him, tell him that she still loved him. That he would tell her he loved her too and that everything was going to be alright. That they had a future together, not apart ever again.
But These Days Are Gone
But that sadly enough wasn't in the card anymore and Rory knew that just too well. So she just smiled softly, trying to convey everything she felt, all the contradicting emotions with this one look. She was afraid how he would react through, she had wondered often enough what would happen if they ever met again and after some time she had begun to be more certain that he wouldn't be happy to see her again After all she had dumped him, turned his proposal down and had left the state.
I Never Forget It
Like she could ever forget that day either, she had been so confused and scared back then. It was kind of like it had been with Dean at the beginning, where she hadn't been able to tell him back that she loved him too. She had never planned on getting married, since the whole thing hadn't ever worked out for her parents. But when Logan had proposed she had been forced to think about it. When she had realized that she didn't want to say "yes" she had thought she didn't love Logan in the right way and had broken up with him entirely. How wrong she had been.
Cause I Had The Time
Of My Life
Logan's piercing brown eyes locked with Rory's and she saw the surprise, the shock and all these emotions in his eyes, knowing that he felt the way she did. But then his expression changed into a firm, distant one. This wasn't the Logan who had loved her once.
A pang of pain shot through Rory's heart, or maybe it was just disappointment. So Logan had fallen out of love with her and he had moved on, just like she had, or pretended to have. He probably hadn't asked himself over and over what the hell had gone wrong with them.
Oh Maybe We Were Just Too Young
Hanging Out
Having Fun
On The Mainstreet
Living Like We Would Live Forever
When Logan looked back down on his drink the spell Rory had been under, that one that didn't allow her to look away or do anything at all, vanished. Rory grabbed her purse and quickly walked away from the bar, away from her former boyfriend. It hurt to leave him behind once again, but she had been there and done that and she knew she'd be alright.
It's for the better this way. If I had talked to him, he might tell me he was there this day after the graduation. I had been coming back to the apartment, ringing the bell to tell him that I changed my mind. When I realized he wasn't in there or wasn't going to open, I called his sister and she told me he had probably left town already. It was then when I knew that I had to move on, I had made my decision and it had been childish to change my mind all over again.
But you´re gone away
Like A Runaway Train
Want You To Know That Like I Miss You Like Crazy
Sometimes
Oh Maybe We Were Just Too Young
We Were Just Too Young
Rory went on the roof of the skyscraper, it was filled with exotic plants and stuff, and it remembered her of a garden like she used to have one back in Stars Hollow. She thought about everything she had been through together with Logan. The whole open relationship stuff at the beginning. How they had finally really gotten together. How she moved in with him after Paris had thrown her out. How she had found out he had slept with all these girls but how she still hadn't been able to end it for good. How she had fallen in love with him all over again, how she had stopped moping after his accident.
It Was Always You and Me
Against The World
Breaking Every Rule
That Was To Break
Living In A Film Where Boy Meet Girl
But I Disappeared Not Saying A Word
Still I Had The Time Of My Life
How she had had the time of her life every minute she had spend with him. He had made her feel special, loved, perfect even. Back then everything had been in the cards and she had been entirely happy.
Oh Maybe We Were Just Too Young
Hanging Out
Having Fun
On The Mainstream
Living Like We Would Live Forever
"Rory?" A male voice asked from behind and ripped Rory out of her thoughts. Rory spun around and found herself facing Finn, he still looked the same. Rory had to think of how Lorelai had always called him "the hot Australian" and things like that.
"Finn. Hey. It's good to see you." Rory said smiling softly and hugged him shortly. She was glad to see people of her past again, some she wasn't fighting with or who weren't angry with her. People who were actually talking to her.
"How are you, love?" Finn asked with his usual lighthearted tone, he even sounded slightly drunk. He grinned at her his trademark grin and Rory felt once again how badly she missed the college times.
"I'm fine. What have you been up too?" She asked curious about what the hell Finn must be doing nowadays.
"Took over my father's business last year after he passed away."
"Finn, god, I'm so sorry. I didn't know…" Rory began rambling, searching for words to excuse her stupid question.
"How could you? You turned Huntz down and never called once ever since." Finn said lightly, but a serious tone was in his voice too.
But you´re gone away
Like A Runaway Train
Want You To Know That Like I Miss You Like Crazy
Sometimes
Oh Baby We Were Just Too Young
We Were Just Too Young
"Yeah. I'm sorry about that too. I was so stupid." Rory admitted honestly and smiled shyly at her old friend.
"No problem love. I forgive you. Just don't be a stranger ever again, alright?" Finn asked grinning. Rory nodded contently that she had her old friend back. "Now you must excuse me, a certain redhead's waiting for me downstairs. I told her I needed to talk to an old friend and I don't want her to get caught up in someone different." Finn added and grinned recklessly at Rory.
"So you're still the same old Finn, I guess?" Rory asked laughing. Finn winked and left her. She watched him leave with a smile on her face. She knew it was gonna be ok between them from now on. But before Finn left the roof for good he turned around and shouted something over to Rory.
"I haven't changed, but Huntz has. Although some things never change, you know. True love lasts." With that he left the roof. Rory starred after him, not knowing what to think about these last words. Did he actually think Logan was still in love with her?
Tell Me Do You Feel Like I Do
Or Is It Just A Memory
He's not. He looked at me and the old spark wasn't there anymore. It's over now and I better not get my hopes up high. Besides, I'm with Tom. I'm happy and I got everything I could ask for. Logan and I… We just weren't meant to be, I guess.
Oh Maybe We Were Just Too Young
Hanging Out
Having Fun
On The Mainstream
Living Like We Would Live Forever
When Rory came back into the big hall later after Tom had called her cell several times; she wasn't seeing either Finn or Logan and she was pretty glad about that. She had ignored Tom's calls, but now she was ready to be Rory Gilmore-Hayden again, leaving Rory Gilmore behind once again.
Not long after Tom had found her again and was talking to her, Rory spotted a familiar face behind Tom. It was Logan, staring at her, clearly waiting to get a chance to talk to her.
"Tom. Would you excuse me a second? I need to go to the ladies' room."
"Sure, hon. Just make sure you're not vanishing into thin air once again." Tom said somewhat annoyed. Rory nodded and threw him an apologetic look. She knew how important these things were to him. But right now she didn't really care about him. All she could think of was the blonde young man who was awaiting her.
Want You To Know That Like I Miss You Like Crazy
Sometimes
While she approached him she realized that she needed this. She needed to talk to him, she needed closure. That was the reason she had never been able to move on. She needed a clean break and not the mess that she had left behind. She needed to explain things to him and hear him say that he forgave her. Everything would be alright after this conversation.
Baby We Were Just Too Young
We Were Just Too Young
Sooo, tell me what you think and if I should continue or not... :)