A/N So I was reading some of the old reviews for this story and I almost cried. I didn't really realize that people were taking to it as much as I had originally hoped. I just wanted to say thank you to all of you for the nice words and for you I am going to try to finish this story. I have no idea where it will lead because it was a very long time ago that I had started this but I will try! Just for you guys.I have also tried to tidy it up a little bit. Thank you so much. You have no idea what it meant to me.
Rory quickly closed the back door and sat on the top step, pulling her cell phone out of her pocket. She punched his number into the phone and brought it up to her ear, eagerly awaiting the sound of his voice.
"Hey Ace!"
The sound of his voice made her calm down slightly. "Hey…" She said, trying to hide the panic in her voice.
"What's wrong?" He asked, instantly catching the edge in her voice.
"It's nothing…I… Just the party and everything, I'm feeling a little panicked." She answered, only lying slightly.
"Ace…" He warned.
She knew she needed to tell him, it was the reason why she called him after all. "Your parents are here." She spat out, feeling the tears gather in her eyes.
"What? At your party? I thought they didn't RSVP?" Logan asked, his voice vibrating with worry. "Were they mean to you? Did they say anything to you?"
"No, no! I just… I just don't know if I can handle it. I mean after everything he said, and she did. How can I do this? How can I continue running this event with them here? I mean, they think I'm a failure!" She ranted.
"Ace, you're not a failure. You're one of the most terrific, amazing, and successful people, I know. You can do this; you know you can do this! Everyone knows you can do this! Don't worry about it! Besides, they're not worth your time anyway!"
She chucked at the last comment. He always had a way to calm her down, to bring her off her cliff and lead her back down to solid ground. She loved that about him, the way he always was there for her, the way he could look into her eyes and know instantly that something was wrong. She loved him, and some day she hoped she would be able to tell him that.
"Thank you, Logan!" She said softly.
"Anytime Ace. I'll talk to you later?" he asked, silently cursing the professor who decided that tomorrow would be the perfect time for a test.
"Yea, I'll call you… I miss you!" She said hesitantly.
"I miss you too Ace!" He answered fondly.
"Ahh… you're so sweet. But I should be heading back inside." she said, rising from her seated position, brushing the dirt off her skirt.
"Okay bye, I'll talk to you later."
"Bye!" With a big sigh she hung up the phone and squared her shoulders. "Here goes nothing!" she said to herself, walking back into the party.
After the party was over Rory hung around to help pick everything up and thank all of the servers. The feelings that she had been trying to suppress ever since she had first seen Mitchum were now coming back. She just couldn't return to the empty pool house all alone. She needed someone to talk to, without another thought she grabbed her things and drove towards New Haven. She didn't care that it was late, she didn't care that it was almost 20 miles away, she needed to see him, she needed to feel his arms around her. She needed him to tell her everything would be okay.
When she got to his apartment she passed the sleeping doorman and continued on towards the elevator. She knew he would probably be asleep by now, but she needed him, in more ways than one. As the elevator continued up to the 12th floor she pulled out her cell phone and called him.
After what seemed like a hundred rings he picked up, "Hello?" He answered sleepily.
"Hey, can you let me in?" She asked stepping out of the elevator.
"Ace? You're here?" She heard movement from the other end of the phone.
"Yea…" Her voice cracking slightly.
The door opened as she reached it. He looked at her for a second, watching the single tear fall down her beautiful face before pulling her inside his apartment and hugging her to his chest.
After a few minutes he pulled back slightly looking into her eyes, seeing the hurt that she was always trying to hide, showing freely on her face.
Without another word he kissed her softly on the lips and touching her forehead with his. "Can I stay?" She asked softly.
"Of course!" He answered, pulling her farther into the room. "You know you don't have to ask."