AN: Takes place between the "don't go" and fade to black in the movie - so some spoilers. This is my first fanfic after bingeing on all things Veronica Mars (tv series, movie, music, youtube videos, fanfic). Tried to write through VM's POV but I don't have her wit and sass. Hope you still enjoy it.
When Logan walked to the door something pushed me to say "don't go". He said "okay" but I couldn't read what was going on behind those compelling eyes of his - that was something new. I kissed him and I admit, this was something I've wanted to do since I saw him in that uniform of his.
Him twirling me around while kissing me - old pattern.
Him having difficulty hefting me - new pattern.
Us feeling the sudden need to get as closer to each other as possible - old pattern.
Awkward kisses complete with bumping noses - new pattern. Where was our old rhythm, when we were so in sync?
"What about Piz?" he asked. This was also something new, HIM pausing the kissing. "We're really doing this now?" I countered.
He put me down but kept close and continued sweeping my hair from my face - that's definitely an old pattern. I remembered him doing that countless times.
"We broke up, or more accurately he broke up with me. I hurt him because I wanted to stay here and help you more than I wanted to go back to New York and meet his parents."
"And why is that, you think?" Logan asked. "Well much as I don't want to admit it, I've tried not to love you, but that's always been a lost cause" I replied. "You know as cheesy as it is to quote a movie to describe what I'm feeling, and to agree with Dick, I really can't quit you." Then Logan kissed me and this time it was less awkward, more heated. Then Logan repeated a thought he had when he fetched me from the airport "look at us, falling into our old rhythms." I agreed but then I ripped his shirt open, which if memory serves is definitely a new pattern to our old rhythm.