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AN: All right, all right… I now the last chapter had an evil ending, but it wasn't entirely a cliffhanger. I could've stopped before April came and that would've been really evil, for you had to wait till the next chapter to find out weather they kissed or not. :) So in a way I'm not that malicious ;). Enough rambling though and on to the next chapter. Read and Review!

Chapter 7: Life is like a box of chocolates

Un-be-lie-va-ble. Rory lay in her bed still unable to believe the turn the events of that night had taken. After April had ruined their kiss Rory cringed with shame, blushing like tomato, when she realized the position she was in. Laying on top of Logan his hands on her face his lips inches away from hers. Logan on the other hand didn't falter for a moment.

He had introduced himself to her while helping Rory sit up. An amused spark was playing in his eyes. God, how could he be so unmoved by what had happened or could've happened between them. Maybe it was just that. He didn't care. And her she lay pining for him. You're so dense, Rory. What were you thinking? That you take him in your house and he'll sweep you of your feet? How likely is that? She hid her face in her pillow and screamed, muffling the sound.

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"I was in a car accident," Logan answered, when April asked him about his crutches. It was 8 AM. They both were sitting at the kitchen table. Logan nursing a cup of coffee, April an oversized glass of milk.

"Were you drunk?" she asked. Logan raised his eyebrows.

"No…I wasn't."

"Were you speeding?" Logan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This girl was some character. Guess it runs in the household. He thought.

"Nope" Most of the time he took speed limits more as guide lines than anything else, but that night he was a model citizen. Irony really was painful at times.

"Where you driving on the wrong side of the road?"

"No…"

"Got a seizure?"

He shook his head.

"Funny activities in the car while driving?"

"You mean was I trying to lick my elbow or something? No. What's with the interrogation, Herr Commandant?" She shrugged.

"Just trying to figure out how you got into a car accident?"

"Shit happens, that's how…"

For a moment they sat in silence.

"Are you mad?" April asked out of the blue.

"What? No. Why would I be mad?"

"I don't know you look mad…"

"I do not. I am not.. "

"So is she your girlfriend?"

He almost spit his coffee out.

"Excuse me?"

"Rory. I caught you two making out. I'm 12, not retarded ,"

"Obviously you are, because we weren't making out."

"Aha.. sure…" She rolled her eyes.

"We weren't, April"

"Yes you were."

"Fine we were on the brink of having hot steaming sex, when you interrupted us." She looked at him with huge eyes.

"I'm 12 you know…"

"You said it yourself, you're not mentally deficient. You get what you ask for," he said with a wink leafing through the Stars Hollow Gazette and raised an eyebrow finding an whole page dedicated to Babbette's gnome collection.

"Well, when you're 12 everybody treats you like a kid." She said .

He looked at her smiling:

"Believe me, April, enjoy being one while it lasts."

At that moment Rory entered the kitchen wearing Sesame street pajama's and a dark facial expression.

"Morning, " Logan said. Those pajama's had him smirking. He never thought of Sesame street as sexy, but Rory clad in that creation was very pleasant on the eyes.

She just looked at him her eyes shooting daggers, pored herself a cup of coffee and disappeared. Logan heard her slamming a door.

"Now she," he pointed at the direction Rory had stormed off. " is mad."

"Oh yeah." April confirmed and shared an amused look with Logan.

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Rory sat on her bed, reading. She heard a knock on her door. Thinking it was Logan, she yelled:

"Go away!"

"Why so grumpy?" Lorelai stuck her head in the room.

"Oh sorry I thought you were L.. somebody else."

"No I'm not Logan" she said closing the door behind her and sitting down on the bed next to her daughter. "What's wrong? Why are you sitting in your room the whole day?"

"No reason"

"Come on, tell mommy. Mommy is like the Dalai Lama, the Oracle, the…"

"He almost kissed me yesterday," Rory blurred out.

"Honey, you have to let that guilt you're carrying for Dean go."

"Dean? It's not Dean, mom."

"Than what is it? You like him, don't you?"

"Well the problem is the almost in he almost kissed me. April walked in."

Lorelai laughed. "So you're mad at April?"

"No, Logan! He didn't seem to care one way or another that she walked in!"

"Honey…"

"No, really, I know he's one of those guys who has girls flinging himself at him. I know he's not the serious relationship type of guy. I know that he dates the bold and the beautiful and yet I want him to sweep me away. But he doesn't care and the only one to blame is me. I'm just being stupid and girly!"

Lorelai just looked at her.

"You're not stupid, kid, just a bit oblivious at times. I've seen you two together and he's not as indifferent about you as you think. The guy cheered you up after breaking up with Dean and he said yes to staying here. Do you really think he did that so he could play scrabble with April?"

"They're playing scrabble?"

Lorelai nodded.

"Who is winning?"

"April. I believe he's letting her win." Lorelai said smirking.

"Clearly. Did you know he goes to Yale? I mean… god life's weird!"

"Life's like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're going to get."

Rory laughed.

"Way to go, Forrest"

"Now get dressed finally and get your bold and beautiful butt out there. We're having a barbeque with some people tonight, you can help me."

"Ok. I'll be right there." Rory sighed. Why was it always her box of chocolates that got so complicated?

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"Well, Kirk, if I ever decide to get a dog and need to go on a trip "Kirk's Doggy Day Care" is the first place I'll call."

Logan felt a headache coming up. It was Lorelai's idea to have a barbeque. He was not very mobile so he couldn't take the tour of the town. Lorelai decided upon then that the tour would come to him. It were after all the people who made the town. After 3 hours of miss Patty's juicy stories about he carrier on Broadway, Morey's essay on how jazz changed the world, Taylor's speed course Stars Hollow history and about half an hour listening to Kirk's promotional speech of his K-9 hostel, Logan was tired out. He searched for Rory who had been avoiding him all day. He only had seen a few glimpses of her since she had stormed out of the kitchen. He found her sitting under a tree talking to Babbette. His eyes found hers and he smiled at her. She on the other hand turned her head as soon as his eyes locked on hers. He was lost for a moment. What was her problem? Nothing had happened the day before. Yes they got a little carried away, but nothing happened. And Aprils interruption was dreadful of course, but in a way he was relieved. This was the last girl, he wanted to hurt and somehow he knew that this was one girl that easily could hurt him… And that scared the shit out of him. He could count the people that had that power on the fingers of one hand, was he willing to add one more to that list? In a way he owed that to her after all she had done for him and yet he was reluctant. Straight out frightened for the outcome. He sighed. When he turned to the spot were she had been sitting earlier, she was gone.

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Rory was frustrated and couldn't sleep. She had been twisting and turning in her bed for almost 2 hours. She had successfully avoided Logan the whole day hoping that the awkwardness would go away, but obviously it hadn't. She would steel glances of him during the barbeque, chatting with the townspeople and strangely fitting in. She had to hear Babbette rave about him for close half an hour. Christ, Rory, why did you ask him to stay here again? With a growl she slung her legs over the edge of the bed and pulled a sweater over her head. She got a glass of water in the kitchen and padded to the porch. She groaned inwardly when she saw Logan sitting on the porch steps, but it would be just childish to turn around so she sat down next to him.

"Can't sleep?" she asked not looking at him.

"No. You? "

"Same."

"Why are you mad at me?" He certainly didn't beat around the bush.

"I'm not mad at you."

He raised his eyebrows.

"What do you call ignoring me all day?"

Rory sighed and turned her gaze at him, wearing a Harvard T-Shirt and lounge pants.

"You do know that Harvard and Yale are competitive, right?"

"I do."

"What's with the Harvard T-Shirt then?"

"I must have lost my mind, " he said sarcastically. Rory cringed at his tone. She had never seen him so out of character. She got ready to leave, but Logan grabbed her arm.

"Don't walk away,"

"Why? You're clearly upset with me," she tried to free her arm to no avail, his fingers were tightly clenched around her wrist.

"I spent the whole day playing scrabble with April, talking to the dandy townspeople and trying to figure out why you're angry with me. So please, Rory, indulge me."

Rory sighed.

"It's mostly me who I'm angry with, Logan, " She said barely above a whisper. "for being stupid to think that you…" She stopped.

"Me what, Rory?"

"Look it's ok," she said, "never mind."

"I mind, Rory. Are you upset that something happened or upset that it didn't happen, you're not making sense!"

"Fine I was upset that you didn't care, happy now!" she hissed angry.

"Care about what?"

"When April came in, I was bummed and you didn't care one way or another. And it's fine I'm a big girl."

"So you wanted me to kiss you?" he asked smirking.

"YES! Now let go," she demanded tucking on her arm. Great, now he is gloating.

Instead of letting go he pulled her closer gently brushing his lips over hers. Rory furrowed her eyebrows completely and utterly confused. His hand let go of her wrist and traveled up her spine till it found the back of her neck. He planted sweet kisses on her chin, the tip of her nose and her now closed eyelids.

With all what was left of here coherent thought she pushed him away.

He looked at her, his eyes darkened like the night before.

"Don't do this out of pity," she whispered.

"Silly girl, pity is the last thing I'm feeling right now." Was his reply before his lips descended on her again. His tongue traced her bottom lip asking for entrance. Rory could hear the beating of her own heart as her arms snaked around his neck and she parted her lips giving him a sweet welcome in her mouth. What started as a serene exploratory kiss soon grew out to a battle for control on so many levels. Lack of oxygen drew them apart. They were panting, their foreheads resting against each other.

"Now, Ace, was that a pity kiss?" Logan asked smirking.

"No, that was…dazzling." She said blushing.

"Yes it was," He gently rubbed his nose against hers.

"I feel like an Eskimo." Rory said, causing Logan to laugh.

"Well let me tell you this, Ace. You're the cutest Eskimo in mid august I've ever met," he said dipping his head for a rematch.

AN: see how much I love you, guys? I just couldn't pester you any longer without giving you something :):) I truly hope you like it :)