A/N: So this is the second chapter! This one is Logan's POV, its about what he had done since his and Rory split.
Reminder: English isn't my first language so my Grammar/spelling isn't perfect.
Thanks: caterallie for reading my story and fixing the main problems. Yet, all the mistakes are mine. also, she uploaded a new fan fiction of GG called "Finding Our Way". Go check it out.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters\ events of "Gilmore Girls". (Plus if I did own it Rogen would never and I mean never split).
Hope you'll enjoy!
Nine months ago
The last 17 hours were a blur. After his "break up" with his Ace, Logan could barely think. There were only two things he knew for sure; He had lost the love of his life, and that he needed a drink. So he drank, a lot. Two birds with one stone. Two problems solved with one action. Then his mind went blank.
He had arrived at the airport more than half dead, Finn by his side until they went their separate ways in London. That was ironic, most of the time it was Finn who needed someone to escort him, not Logan.
He hailed a cab to the apartment. Since Odette moved in it wasn't his, and even before, it wasn't his home. Just his apartment. Not when Rory wasn't there. Only in those short times he felt like his home was where he lived, and not across the ocean with her. Until he met her he didn't have a home. Then when he finally found it, found his real home, he didn't have much time to explore it. His home ran away from him, or more correctly he ran away from his home. He understood that now. It was his fault, not hers. Now he had to make up for what he had done.
To fight the right way.
Seven months later
Logan's flat in NYC was big, more than big. It was huge. It is meant to contain the family he didn't have. Yet.
Right after he had arrived at the apartment, back then, seven months ago, he had a conversation with Odette. A conversation which should've happened years ago. Before they even got engaged.
Or shouldn't happen at all. If he had done things differently, he would be happily married to the woman he loves. To the first love he had, and to the last one. He knew that if he had done things correctly, she would be with him, and he wouldn't have to have this conversation.
Because Rory was his one and only.
That's was what he had told Odette. That he could never love her, due to that his heart was taken years ago. Nor could he be happy with her, as his happiness was with Rory.
Nor he could marry her.
She was okay with all he said, smiling actually. She said that it was fine, that she understood him. That she also has her one, back there in Paris. That he came to visit when Logan was gone. That he asked her to marry him, and she said yes, despite their engagement. That this was exactly what she wanted to talk about.
And they talked. To her parents. To his. They broke off the engagement, due to their families disapproval. His job was in danger, but he and his dad worked that out.
He moved to NYC two months ago. Started to prepare for his dad's retirement. Bought a big flat. Bought a new big family car.
Got his life together again, and he was ready for anything to happen. He was supposed to come and surprise Rory, to ask her to forgive him for his mistakes over the years. To tell her he would do anything for her. To show her that he is finally a grown man. To ask her to take him back and to give him another chance.
To tell her that he loves her, always has and always will.
He was supposed to drive to her today. It was a sunny Sunday, the start of the summer. He smiled to himself, no matter what she was going to say, he knew he was going to see her, and that alone was enough.
He drove out of the building, when his phone rang...
A/N: So I hope you liked it!
This time upload was fast, but I'm not sure when I will be able to update (though it will be soon promise), due to the fact that I have school.
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thanks for reading!