I don't own Glimore girls or any characters.

The fight

"Rory, come on," Logan sighed and took a step closer to her. She backed up instinctively, shaking her head.

"No, Logan."

"When have I ever given you reason not to trust me?" Logan yelled.

"When you had sex with an entire bridal party!" she yelled frustratedly. "How can you not see where I'm coming from?"

"I didn't know we were still together! I thought we'd broken up! Did you hear a word of anything I just said?"

"All I heard was a hell of a lot of bullshit to try and get your girlfriend back. But guess what, Logan? I'm done. With you, with us, with the drinking and the partying and the fights; all of it." Her hard blue eyes looked at him in anger.

"Rory…" he took another step toward her as she glared at him coldly.

"You need to leave. I'll be by tomorrow to pick up my stuff." With that, she flounced out of the room, not know where she should go next.

Later

"I want another beer!" Rory slapped down her money and handed it to the bartender. He looked at her, unsure.

"Do you really think you should be having another one?" He said uncertainly.

"What is your name?" Rory asked him.

"Uh...Oliver."

"Do you know the feeling when your heart has been ripped out of your chest, and you don't know a single fucking thing you can do?" Her face became angry. "Do you!"

Oliver shrunk away, taking the money, "Uh, yes one beer coming right up."

"Logan screwed up again, didn't he?" A voice from behind said.

"Finn! What the hell are you doing here? Shouldn't you be hanging out with Logan?"

"He is too bloody as hell depressed. He barely will say a word to anyone. I guessing it have something to do with you...right?"

"He slept with the entire bridal part! When we were still going out, though he thinks we broke up, her arms flailed around. "What do you think Finny? She aimlessly bantered, as she put her arm around him.

"First of all, don't call me Finny; secondly, I believe we need to get you home."

The bartender, Oliver set her beer down. "Hey man, are you with this chick? Cause she seriously needs to get away from here." Oliver said.

"Don't worry; I'll take her to my apartment." Finn replied. "Rory, come on, lets go."

He helped Rory out of her chair.

"Where are we going?" She asked groggily.

"Shh, just try to focus on walking for now. You are gonna have a shitty hangover tomorrow. God, I feel sorry for you."

Finn led her outside to his car, and lifted her in. When they got to his apartment, he tried to wake her. "Rory? Can you help me here?" He sighed, lifting her in his arms, and carrying her to his room. Midway through opening his door, Rory woke up saying, "I love you," and starting kissing Finn, when Finn finally got his door open, he saw a person standing there….Logan. He pulled away from Rory.

"Man I thought I could come to you for advice, but it looks like you are too busy, huh, Finn?" Logan looked like he was going to explode. Finn set Rory on his couch.

"Logan, you are the one who made the fucking mistake. She got bloody drunk. It meant nothing."

Logan ignored him completely, and walked out of Finn's apartment slamming the door behind him.

I really like the way this is going…I love Finn and his cute adorable accent of his...Le sigh. Review please! I'm not doing a new chapter until I get 10 reviews. -Katie