Going Back To Being Friends

by huntztomatosauce

When Rory went to Logan's dorm to end their no-strings relationship and suggested they go back to just being friends again, Logan said nothing. This is a story of how they attempt to go back to being just friends. *I don't own Gilmore Girls, any of its characters, or the words I borrowed from the series.

2. Chapter 2

Rory knew she had developed feelings for Logan, and that realization was in fact what made her end their no strings arrangement before she fell deeper, but she still didn't realize how hard the "break up" would be on her.

She threw herself into her studies and her articles for the paper, and stayed in Stars Hollow the next two weekends. She would go there straight from Friday night dinner and stay until Monday morning, leaving her no time to have any sort of social life, or any free time even, in Yale. She did everything she could to avoid Logan at all costs, spending as little time as possible in the newsroom, and doing her work in her room, the library, or a coffee shop instead.

Logan, meanwhile, got wasted. He went out with his friends almost every night, partying until the wee hours of the morning. He got his friends to go with him on a spontaneous guy's weekend in Vegas, where they partied some more. Rory's sudden absence in his life was not lost on his friends. They had gotten used to having Logan disappear for huge chunks of time when he was with Rory, and to Logan being constantly on the phone with her, and with Logan constantly saying "Rory this.. and Rory that..".

After two weeks of very little sleep and basically one long straight hangover, Logan realized he had to catch up with his schoolwork if he wanted to graduate on time. One day, he found himself in the library, doing research on a paper due in a couple of days.

As he was wrapping up, and gathering his things, he spotted Rory in one corner, absorbed in a paper or article that she was working on. It was the first time that he saw her after their "break up." His entire body was itching to walk over to her, but he stopped himself. As eloquent as he was, he just didn't know what to say to her yet. And if he was being honest, he didn't know if he could stop himself from touching her. He had gotten so used to being able to kiss her or touch her whenever they were breathing the same air that he didn't know if he had enough self-restraint to keep his hands to himself. So, he walked away, his mind, which wasn't hazy from alcohol and loud music for the first time in two weeks, filled with thoughts of Rory Gilmore.