Author: Lady Eliza
Characters: All Characters
Rating: T
Summary: Logan cannot commit to Rory and when she tells him she wants out of the no-strings- attached relationship he lets her go. Logan still misses Rory, but there is another person waiting in the wings to sweep her off her feet. ROGAN. My fic takes place up to 5.19 scene where Rory and Logan have their confrontation; then it evolves into a different part. So I guess you can call it AU.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore Girls or any of its characters.
AN: Hello everyone, this is my new ROGAN fic. This is not the sequel to my other ROGAN, that is still in the works. I thought I wouldput out a new fic with Logan and Rorythat is entirely different from 'Life and Times of a Socialite.'Please review and let me knew how good or badit was or if I should continue at all. I hope you enjoy it and please review.
Chapter 1: We Are DepressedShe was depressed and had been since she had given her ultimatum to Logan. He had, of course, hated the choices she had given him, but had reiterated they had made a deal. Their relationship/fling was supposed to be kept no-strings-attached and there was no way he could do a committed relationship. Rory had told him that they could stay friends and left his dorm.
That had been two weeks ago, she still wasn't the same, but Logan had moved on to the next blond in a mini skirt. She had seen him making out with his next flavour right in front of the newspaper office. I mean did he have no courtesy to think about her and her feelings? Apparently not.
She had done what she did every time she broke up with her boyfriends, in the sense that she needed an allotted time for mourning. She had given herself two weeks since her and Logan's relationship, which had technically not been a relationship. So she was now free to date other men and she was truly over Logan. She really was. Hopefully she could convince herself without sounding so pathetic.
Rory was sitting in her common room watching CSPAN and highlighting important phrases in her anthropology textbook. It was Friday night and she was stuck indoors watching an old senator go on about the faults of the current administration and doing schoolwork. She sure was pathetic and depressed, can't forget that.
Heck, even Paris had a date with Doyle and wouldn't be coming home anytime soon. She wished she could hang out with her other friends such as Marty or Glen, but they were both busy. So not only was she sitting at home watching TV and doing homework, she was doing all those things alone. She could've phoned Stephanie, Colin, or even Finn to keep her company, but she didn't want them choosing between her and Logan. That would've been an awkward position to put them in.
Rory looked at the coffee table and noticed the invitation to one of her grandmother's famous parties. She shook her head, since she had no date and one could not attend an Emily Gilmore party without an escort, she had no idea what to do. She could feign sick but then the persistent woman would be in New Haven in no time.
Rory threw her book on the couch, got up and grabbed her coat. She was going out to get some fresh air and nothing was going to stop her. Paris had tried to set her up on many dates after her broken affair with Logan but Rory had not been in the mood. Besides she thought Paris was only doing it to get back at Logan since she, Paris, had also noticed him making out with various girls in front of the newsroom. Paris had wanted to go over to give him a piece of her mind but Rory had caught her before she could skin Logan alive.
Rory walked up to the coffee kiosk and ordered her usual cup of Joe. It felt nice feeling the fresh air hit her face instead of being cooped in her common room or her bedroom. She looked around until she found a bench that was empty of any people. Rory looked around and noticed that everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. She was surprised that it was an abnormally mild day for the middle of November; and it seemed everyone was out and about enjoying the warm weather. Rory did what she did best, which was people watch.
She was still people watching when she felt, more than saw a person sit next to her. She didn't turn to look at who it was since she assumed it was a passer-by taking a rest, which was until the person spoke to her.
"Well, hello there," said the voice.
Rory looked at the very handsome man sitting next to her. He seemed familiar to her, but she couldn't pinpoint from where she knew him, but she knew for sure she had met him somewhere. She gave him a confused looked and asked, "I sorry have we met before?"
"Oh, I'm crushed that you don't remember me. We met last year and you've already forgotten me?" asked the unidentified man.
Rory thought long and hard about where she could have possibly met this man. The newspaper? The library? The classroom? She didn't socialize much, but he seemed to remember her with great clarity. "I'm so sorry, I don't know where I met you. Care to give me a clue?"
"Fine, if I must, though I can't believe you forgot all about me. You grandmother introduced us and we went on one memorable date where I made an ass out of myself by getting drunk and not being a gentleman. Does that ring any bells?" asked the man.
Rory thought about it for a while before her eyes brightened, "Graham Sullivan?"
"You got it in one," said Graham.
"Wow I knew you looked familiar but I just couldn't put my finger on it," said Rory.
"Well, Rory Gilmore how has life been treating you?" asked Graham.
"Fine," said Rory far too quickly.
"Now say it like you mean."
"I'm sorry it's just been hard few weeks."
"We won't talk about that then. So how are you classes going? How is your grandmother? I got invited to her party," said Graham.
Rory chuckled and answered all his questions. It felt wonderful talking to someone that didn't have any expectations from you nor knew about your recently sour relationship/affair. She talked more with Graham than she has spoken in her two-week hibernation.
Graham had been surprised when he had seen Rory Gilmore sitting on the bench staring off into to space. He hadn't seen her since their attempt at a date at the end of last year. He had thought of her often after that time, she had been a classy lady and he had treated her badly. He was raised better than that and if his mother ever found out about that he would be skinned alive.
So when Graham had seen her sitting on the bench like someone had kicked her dog, he had decided to chat with her. He had heard that she was 'seeing' Logan Huntzberger casually; Graham had thought that Rory could do so much better than the likes of Logan Huntzberger. The way she was looking he assumed the casual part had gotten to be too much for Rory and he was glad since she deserved someone who could treat her like a Queen.
The couple was getting to know each other without even knowing they had gotten so comfortable in each other's presence. To the outside world, which didn't know they were getting to know each other, they looked like a couple. With both of them being brown haired and blue eyed they made a striking pair.
Logan Huntzberger was watching TV without really knowing what he was watching. His mind had wandered to Rory Gilmore once again. After her confession of not being happy with their arrangements and the subsequent 'breaking up' of whatever relationship they had, he had been in a funk. No one else had noticed it except for Jeff and Lanny, his roommates, but that was only because they were with him on a day-to-day basis.
Logan had continued dating like nothing was wrong, but he wasn't happy about doing. If he had stopped dating other women when Rory had ended the relationship it would show the outside world that he was vulnerable. He didn't want others to see how much Rory had meant to him and how much it had hurt to let her leave his room that fateful day.
Finn, Colin, and Stephanie didn't comment on his tendency to daydream or stare off into space. He had a feeling his three closest buddies had figured out the reason for his rather damper mood. He wished he could commit to a relationship with Rory, but he knew more than anyone that he couldn't do it. Rory was a commitment kind of girl, like she said, and he wished he didn't have to let her go.
Logan would admit that she had stirred up a few feelings in him that he never would have known he had in his arsenal, but that didn't mean he was willing to throw away his bachelor status for her. Deep down Logan knew that if he and Rory were in a committed relationship that would be it for him and he was so scared of that thought. I mean he was a twenty-two year old guy for god's sake.
So here he was on a Friday night, home alone. He could have had a date with any one of the women his heart desired; yet he was sulking on the couch. Rory had become a constant in his life that when she voluntarily took herself out of it he seemed to be so lost without her. He noticed that she didn't look or talk to him when they were both at the Yale Daily News office and that had angered him, thus his insistent making out in front of her in front the YDN office.
Logan was a low point in his life. He wanted Rory with every fibre of his being, but he couldn't give her what she wanted, which was a committed relationship. He stood up and paced his common room without seeing where he was going. Then he decided that he needed to get drunk or laid; preferably both. He got his keys and wallet walked out of his dorm room with a purpose.
Logan casually walked past Brantford College since he just wanted to see if Rory were around the coffee kiosks since this was about the time she would have her coffee cravings. He couldn't believe he remembered that, it was quite sad. Logan would never ask his friends how Rory was doing since they had become attached to her and he knew they were still in contact with her, especially Stephanie.
Logan was so focused on trying to find Rory at the coffee stand that he didn't see her situated on a bench talking to Graham Sullivan. If he had he would not have been amused. Logan and Graham did not like each other. They had known each other since they were young boys in the playground, they should have been the best of friends but they could never get a long with one another. So they had become adversaries instead of allies.
Logan walked right past the couple and didn't even realize it. He was upset that he had missed seeing Rory, even doing something menial as getting coffee. If Logan had just turned his head he would have seen that Rory had in fact gotten her coffee and a kind young suitor as well. Logan had no idea how much he would come to hate the name Graham Sullivan in the coming days.
Stephanie, who had been heading towards Logan's dorm to snap him out of this mood he'd been, had to walk past Brantford College and the coffee kiosk that was located there. She had seen Logan walk past it and was about to call out to him until she noticed the couple on the bench.
Stephanie had become great friends with Rory Gilmore when she and Logan were dating and hadn't been able to snap her out of the funk after the break up. So, she was quite surprised at the scene taking place before her. Rory was talking to some gorgeous, preppy looking guy that seemed to be enamoured with her. She just watched them as they continued on with their chat about god knows what. They made a striking couple.
All Stephanie could think was, 'good for you.' Logan was her good friend but even she knew he had treated Rory like crap after their 'break up.' I mean how could he start making out with other girl's not even two days after Rory had ended the relationship, the boy could be out and out cruel. Stephanie, who had been there, had watched Rory's face fall and her try to hold back tears; in that moment Stephanie had wanted to kill Logan for what he was putting Rory through.
She found the change in circumstances refreshing. Logan looked to be having a hard time coping while Rory seemed to be having a lovely time with her handsome gentleman caller. Stephanie went back to the pub to find that Logan had made it without her assistance.
"What the hell took you so long?" asked Colin, you would never know that he was her boyfriend.
"I took the scenic route back," said Stephanie.
"Which way is that, love?" asked a drunk Finn. He seemed to be trying to wink at the waitress who was, of course, a redhead, but in his drunkenness he couldn't do the one-eyed wink but ended up blinking both eyes at her, which deterred from the concept of winking. Poor Finn.
"Hmm…oh here and there," said Stephanie vaguely.
The guys were too drunk to notice her evasiveness so they just took her at face value. While the guys were getting sloshed she went over what she had learned on her little field trip. She would pay big money to see Logan's reaction when he saw Rory with another man.
Stephanie had been absent during Finn's 'Quentin Tarantino themed birthday party' when Logan had acted jealous, but she knew that was nothing compared to how he was going to react with the man currently infatuated with Rory.
Steph wasn't blind she knew Logan cared deeply for Rory, but the only thing standing in their way was Logan's idiotic notion that he wasn't good with commitment. She was all for stirring things up a little to show Logan that he was losing Rory to another man. That would stick in his craw and give the boy a wake up call.
Stephanie smirked and looked at Logan. He had no idea what was upon the horizon. She silently toasted the happiness of Rory Gilmore and took a long swallow of her martini. She couldn't wait for the fireworks to begin.
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