Crazy for This Girl

Disclaimer: I own nothing…although at times, I think it'd be nice to own Logan…hmm. Anyway, don't own the show, characters, anything…don't sue.

A/N: Set after the episode 'Say Something.' Some LL, but mostly RL.

Chapter One: Hanging Out

Hey now, don't you know

I've got something going on.

I've got an invitation, don't you keep me waiting all night long.

I know you know

So baby don't

Pretend you won't

Give me yes or no

You will or you won't

Don't want to play that game with you

It had been nearly a week since Rory and Logan had stood in his dorm room and redefined "hanging out." Today was the day he was to return from his trip, but she didn't expect a call.

Rory sat cross-legged on her bed, reviewing her notes for a test that coming week. Her door was closed, and she was trying her best to drown out Paris and her C-Span arguments.

It was hopeless. All she could hear was Paris incoherently yelling at the television. Suddenly, the yelling stopped, and she heard another voice. Paris was speaking with this voice…almost calmly…then came more yelling.

"RORY!" Paris screamed as loud as she could. It was a wonder the RA hadn't kicked them out. Rory emerged from her room, yelling at Paris.

"My God, Paris. You want to scream a little louder? I think there are still a couple dead people in Antarctica that didn't hear you. Now what do you want?"

Paris nodded towards the door, Rory following her gaze. She saw Logan standing, and smiling at her as usual.

"Hey, Ace. How's it going?" he said, leaning against the door-frame, looking perfect as usual.

Paris glared at them. It was obvious that Rory and Logan were interrupting her C-Span time. Rory looked at Logan and smiled. "Maybe we should go outside. I think we're disturbing Paris." Logan laughed, and allowed Rory to pass.

"Damn right you are!" Paris yelled as Logan shut the door.

Rory shivered in the cold night air and smiled. "I didn't expect to see you today. You just got back, didn't you?"

Logan smiled. "Yeah, but I wanted to see you, Ace. You must be freezing. Let's go back to my room. It's currently empty," he suggested. Rory nodded, and followed him back to his room.

Rory entered the room, and stood awkwardly, waiting for him to say something. He shut the door, and walked towards her, smiling.

"So," he said softly. "You want to hang out?" he asked, looking into her eyes.

"Sure…when?" she responded, becoming nervous by the way he was looking at her.

"How about now?" his face getting closer and closer to hers, his hand sliding around her waist.

"Now's…good," she said. He closed the distance between them, and kissed her gently, his other hand cupping her face.

After a short while, she pulled away and looked at him, expecting him to kick her out of his dorm. He only smiled, and pulled her closer, kissing her once more.

"I like hanging out," he whispered against her lips. Rory smiled.

"Yeah, me too. We should do this more often," she replied.

"Definitely," he said, brushing the hair out of her face. He took her hand, and led her to the couch, once again kissing her gently.

Rory felt herself beginning to melt. She couldn't believe this was happening. Her defenses were being tested by Logan Huntzberger…who would have thought?

He, too, was thinking this. How could someone be affecting him so? He was Logan Huntzberger. He never fell for anyone. He was the playboy… he didn't fall in love. No matter what he did…nothing stopped him. He was falling for Rory Gilmore.