Road to Love
Chapter 12 – Have a little faith (Part Two)
AN: Sorry about the late update, but things have been kind of crazy right now what with the end of the school year approaching, and tests and things of that sort. Thanks so much for all the people who reviewed, I really appreciate it a lot, thank you so much. Hope you like this chapter; it's the continuation of the last chapter. Hope you enjoy it, and please review. Bye and thank you if you chose to read and review, love ya!
Standing up and fixing his tie he asked her if she wanted to dance, bending down slightly he offered his hand to her. Starring deeply into her luminous and irresistible blue eyes, he just couldn't seem to deny himself the pleasure of getting lost in her eyes, he seemed to have been doing that a lot in the past few hours.
Taking his hand, she followed him onto the dance floor, letting him wrap his arms snugly around her petite waist as she wrapped hers around his shoulders.
She couldn't help but feel at home in his arms, feeling him pull her closer she smiled. It wasn't like it was with Dean, where she felt safe all the time, so safe that it was stifling at times, and it wasn't like it was with Jess, knowing the next day he might not have been there. It was different; she felt safe, but not stiflingly safe, and she knew that he'd be there, or at least she hoped.
"Ow, watch the feet…" Logan grumbled as they swayed to the sound of his favorite song, smiling.
"I'm sorry; I'm just not much of a dancer… Maybe we should just sit..." Rory told him, fearing by the end of this song his toes would no longer be much use to him seeing that they'd all need to be wrapped in bandages. "I love this song, Howie Day is amazing… This song "Collide" is one of my favorites…" Rory gushed.
"No, no I've had the displeasure of dancing with worse dancers one of whom ended up kneeing me in a very delicate area, how she did is beyond me, I gave up trying to understand that fact eons ago. And I agree… this is a great song… " Logan relayed to her with a thoughtful, reminiscent and happy expression on his face.
"Hey Logan… Can I ask you something? And this question doesn't count." Rory said, knowing just what he was going to say.
"Okay… go ahead…" Logan told her, giving her his complete attention.
She couldn't believe what she was about to do. She didn't know why she was actually going to admit her feelings to Logan. Something was just telling her to tell him, that everything would be okay if she did, that everything would work out somehow, that she should trust her heart on this one and not her head. Taking a deep breath she let it out slowly, taking a look around at her surroundings and her mother and Luke. It was going to be okay she told herself; somehow it was going to be okay, she could just feel it.
"Okay… I don't really know how to say this… But I have to; I just do, because it's killing me… Here it is… I like you, I don't know why, because really you've done nothing but annoy and bicker with me since we've met, but I do… " Rory began saying, now on the verge of saying the same thing again for the third time, before Logan cut her off.
Smiling brightly, he held onto her waist just a little more tightly, protectively and if a stranger had seen then at that moment they'd say lovingly as well. He didn't know what to say. He wanted to scream, 'yes I like you too, I want to be with you, I need to be with you.' But his insecurities about a relationship with her came flooding back again; he didn't know what to do. Putting all his thoughts aside, he took a deep breath, looking into her eyes again thinking about just how he was going to say this.
"Oh… um… okay…" Logan stuttered stupidly, not knowing why in the world that came out.
"Wow, okay, well it's that's all you have to say… Obviously you don't feel the same about me and now I feel stupid… And well I'm going to go now, and have a nice time tonight, thanks for coming…" Rory said nervously, pulling away and out of Logan's warm arms. Playing with her tie she continued to look down, not quite having regained full use of her legs yet.
She didn't dare look at Logan; she didn't want him to see the tears in her eyes, the tears she was skillfully holding back. The only thought she had in her head at that minute was to run, and that was what she did. She ran, or at least sped walked straight out of the hall and through the front doors leaving an ashamed and gaping Logan behind.
How stupid could he have been, he thought bitterly to himself. 'Oh?' Of all the words in the English language he had to pick that one. After he'd said that, he'd wanted nothing more than to get in a time machine and go back in time just seconds before and change what he had said to what he'd wanted to say. He should've ran after her, but he didn't, he just stood there, rooted to the stop, thinking about his foolishness, soaking up the horrible feelings he was feeling just then.
As the numbness in his legs finally started wearing he turned in the direction of the bar. Feeling a light but urgent tap on his shoulder, he turned to face the person and found himself coming face-to-face with none other than Lorelai Gilmore, the legend, the wild child, the outcast.
She'd seen it all; she knew just what had gone on or rather a very vague idea about what had happened. Rory had told Logan how she felt and Logan obviously turned her down and she ran. It was what she was best at; she really did take after her mother after all.
"You turned her down?" Lorelai asked, trying to gather all the details before she said her bit.
"No… I just, I froze, I said 'Oh' and before I could say anything else she bolted… I… Oh god…" Logan said to her, running his hand through his hair frustrated at the thought of what he'd said.
"So what were you going to say?" Lorelai inquired, curiosity getting the better of her.
"I dunno… But I do like her though, it's just… I wanna be with her, I really do, I've thought about it a lot, but I'm me and she's her… and what with my reputation it'll just come back to bite me in the ass, and I'll end up hurting her. She doesn't deserve that..." Logan told her, not knowing exactly why he was spilling his feelings for Rory to her mother, but he was.
"Hey kid, I know how you feel…" She said, looking over at Luke quickly before bringing her attention back to Logan. "But… Do you think she's worth the risk? Go after her, say what you feel… and if you're supposed to be together Logan, you will be no matter what… Have a little faith…" Lorelai told him, giving him a reassuring pat on the arm before going back over to Luke.
"Have a little faith…" she whispered to herself.
Forgetting about drowning his sorrows and foolishness in alcohol he walked rather quickly in the direction he'd not too long ago seen Rory run out of. After entering the entrance area he spotted Rory sitting on the floor crying her eyes, and he felt his heart break at the fact that it was he who had caused her this much pain.
Dragging his feet, he walked over to her, his heart full of emotions he'd never felt before. He watched her for a minute, looking down at her to see her looking up at him, her eyes red and puffy, her cheeks stained with tears, her bottom lip quivering as she gasped for air.
Stooping down in front of her he stood, speechless, for the words just weren't coming. He wanted to say that he was sorry, that he was stupid, that he wanted to be with her, but he couldn't, he didn't know how, it was just too hard.
The silence was beginning to overwhelm them both, and by some twist it was beginning to become deafening.
Not being able to take it anymore, she took a few deep breaths to clear her throat before she was able to speak. "Logan… What are you doing here? You s-said, your p-part, you made it c-clear that you don… that you don't want t-to be with me… so just… go a-away… forget a-about me, g-go find the newest flavor o-of the week, j-just leave me alone…" She finished between breaths just as a fresh batch of tears broke past the invisible barrier she'd hoped would keep them back.
Hearing what she said had hurt, he didn't just anyone, he wanted her, and only her. Willing himself to find his voice he spoke softly, the sadness in him over-taking his young features. "Rory… I don't want just anyone… I want you… I'm sorry about before, I-I was just a bit surprised… I didn't know what I was saying, it just sort of came out before I could stop it… If I could go back in time and do it all over again I would… I would tell you how much I care about you, and how much I want to be with you… But I can't… All I can do is hope that you'll forgive me for my stupidity, and still like me enough to want to be with me…" Logan told her, not once breaking eye contact with her during his entire speech.
"Logan I do want to be with you… I do, really… but it's not that simple, I mean you've got a past; you're famous for being with countless amounts of women. One-night stands are what you're all about, not, being in relationships, you're not that guy, as much as I want you to be, your not. And I quite frankly do not want to be in the business of changing people. It always ends up backfiring… I'm sorry." She told him, not knowing exactly why. Her heart was screaming for her to tell him she wanted to be with him too, but her reasonable and rational side was telling her that these were the facts and she had to face them, sooner rather than later. Getting up from her position in front of him, she wiped her eyes, hoping that she looked decent.
Logan sat there, utterly dumbfounded at the harsh truth behind her words. There was no point in denying it, every word she said had been true but he wasn't about to let her go that easily. He was too stubborn to let something he wanted go that easily.
Standing up quickly, he ran towards her retreating figure, grabbing her wrist and turning her towards him just before she had opened the door to the reception area.
"Rory, wait, just hear me out… please?" He begged, his eyes pleading with hers for her to stay.
"Fine…" She told him, pulling her wrist out of his loose grip before folding her arms protectively over her chest feeling slightly insecure.
Not until after she finally looked him in the eye did he start. "I agree with what you said one hundred percent. But I don't want to be that guy anymore, not if it stops me… us, from happening. I want there to be an 'us,' Rory. And I know you have your doubts about being with me, hell, I do too… But, don't you think being together is worth the risk of putting our hearts on the line? We just gotta have a little faith…" Logan told her, remembering her mother's words earlier.
Looking up slightly, she tried to will the tears to go back, though she didn't have too much luck. He was right; she just needed to have a little more faith in him, in them. She felt her heart over-flowing with countless amounts of emotions she'd never felt for anyone before Logan. She knew he was worth risking a broken heart for; all she needed was to have a little faith.
Smiling a bright smile, she felt his hand cup her cheek as his thumb brushed away the stray tears which had since ceased. She couldn't help smile even brighter at his delicate touch, and she couldn't deny the tingling, happiness that had suddenly captured her.
"You're worth putting my heart on the line for… We just gotta have a little faith right? Just promise me that you won't break my heart too badly…" Rory pleaded with him with her eyes silently.
"I don't ever plan on breaking your heart, but I promise… So does that mean were like… official? I mean, are we boyfriend-girlfriend now?" Logan asked, honestly confused, and it showed.
Chuckling, she smiled brightly before putting her arms around his neck and bringing his face down to hers for a sweet kiss. Running her tongue along his bottom lip she soon felt him obey her silent request for him to her in. Her tongue slipped into his mouth as his battled for the upper-hand.
Wrapping his arms around her petite waist, he pulled her as close as she could get to him.
With their bodies pressed up to each other, neither of them could think about how perfectly their bodies seemed to have molded together.
And neither of them could stop the tingly, mind-blowing, pleasurable feeling they'd both felt that night when they shared their first kiss on that beautiful balcony. There was no deny their feelings towards each other now.
When air became a necessity they pulled apart, breathing heavily, each trying their hardest to catch their breath before they went back in for round two. Resting their foreheads against each others, they both smiled, before going back for a second round, then a third, and a fourth.
Pulling away from each other for the fourth time in a row, Rory stumbled back slightly had it not been for Logan's quick arms reaching back around her waist to steady her she would've dropped.
By now, they were both panting heavily, ready and eager to go back in for the next round.
His black, pressed and clean-cut jacket as well as hers lay discarded at their feet, completely forgotten.
Finally, his attention was drawn away from her swollen lips by the pale flesh on her neck that was practically begging for him to make his mark.
Dipping his head down to her neck, he brushed aside her hair as he began kissing and sucking her neck, as she ran her hands all through his hair. It wasn't long before he could see that he was in fact going to leave his mark on her neck, as the spot he'd been working on for the past few minutes had turned a bright red.
Moaning with pleasure, Rory thrust her head back, her eyes shut tightly, and savoring every bit of pleasure this was bringing her.
Normally, the fact that she was in a lobby, with a boy, making out with him, slowly stripping of his layers of clothing would've freaked her. But with Logan, he just made her feel as if she was on top of the world, and in a sense right then she was, nothing, not one thing could've brought her down from her place in the clouds. Nothing except what was coming up next.
Slipping her arm around Luke's waist she pulled him off toward the bar. Sitting down on a stool, she waited patiently as the bar tender and Luke argued over the kinds of beer available.
"I don't care what kind of beer it is; I just want a beer… Just pick one, close your eyes, spin around three times then point, or do enee-meanee-minee-mo…" Luke hissed, annoyed at the bar tender.
"Yes sir, but..." The bar tender began before Christopher came out of nowhere, an empty drink in hand, telling the bar tender to get Luke any beer, just as he'd said, and to re-fill his drink.
"Thanks," Luke responded curtly, nudging Lorelai for some help.
"Yeah… thanks…" Lorelai said softly, responding to Luke's nudge for help.
"I don't think I told you thanks for the other day… I really needed it…" Chris said, unaware that Lorelai hadn't told Luke what had happened.
"What happened the other day?" Luke questioned utterly perplexed, turning a raised eyebrow towards Lorelai telling her she had some explaining to do.
"Nothing happened; I just went over to Chris's the other day when I heard from Rory that his father had died." Lorelai told him honestly, praying that he'd believe her. Because the truth was that she gone with the best intentions but after she'd started talking to him, she'd fallen back into her old patterns with Chris. She'd begun to question herself as to why she'd ever left him. She had begun to wonder whether Luke was really the man for her. She'd started to think about doing something she was famous for, running.
But he didn't buy it, over all the years he'd known Lorelai, he'd learned a thing or two about her relationship with Christopher. And one of those things was that it was never simple, as much as he wanted to think that it was he, knew it wasn't.
"Oh god, did I say something I shouldn't have? I'm sorry; I just thought you'd have told him… I'm just gonna go…" Chris apologized, truthfully sorry, backing away slowly, making sure to grab and finish his drink before he left the two to talk.
The truth was that he knew Lorelai; he knew she wouldn't have told Luke. Simply because what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him, and besides it wasn't crucial that he'd known in the first place, nothing had happened, that's why he'd brought it up. He needed Lorelai back, he wanted her back, and he was a man who on the occasion got what he wanted, when he wanted, simply because he wanted it. He missed her. He was stupid to leave her. He was even stupider for letting her go.
It had become crystal clear how much he needed her in his life the night she'd come over to 'console,' him, and it had become even clearer when Emily had paid him a visit. Luke wasn't good for her, he would never be, that why she needed someone like himself.
Finding his seat at his table he watched as Lorelai and Luke watched each other, both waiting for the other to say the first word.
It was Luke who snapped first.
"Why didn't you just tell me the truth? Why didn't you tell me that you'd gone to see Christopher? I don't expect you not to talk to him, or to visit him especially when something like what happened to his father happens… But you kept it from me… I trust you Lorelai, why can't you just do the same for me?" Luke whispered angrily, trying his hardest to keep from screaming.
Bringing her drink to her lips she knocked it back quickly, shaking her head a little to clear it before she spoke. "I do trust you… It's just Christopher is a part of my past… And I just didn't want to tell you because I was afraid you'd get upset, and I really didn't want this…" She whispered softly motioning between them. The tears were glistening in her eyes; her face flushed a deep crimson, taking a deep, shaky breath she continued on. "I just didn't think it was too important… I'm sorry… I really am… I just didn't want this to affect us; things are going so well…" Lorelai cried, the tears finally making their way down her cheeks.
Making their way back onto the dance floor, their clothes and hair somewhat disheveled, despite their efforts to right themselves. They wrapped themselves in each other's arms as they swayed to the song, "We Belong Together," by Mariah Carey.
"Cute song…" Rory whispered into his ear, feeling the hairs stand up on her neck as he blew on the semi-visible, if not for her hair, red mark on his neck that he'd given her.
"I agree," he whispered back in response, capturing her lips in a short but sweet kiss. "Hey, there's your mom… what the hell, why is she crying?" Logan asked oblivious to what was going on.
"What are you talking about?" Rory asked, following his gaze, and sure enough there was her mother crying her eyes out. "I'll be right back… I just have to see what's going on." Rory announced, walking as fast as she could in her heels towards her mother.
It took all but thirty seconds for her to reach her mother's side. Putting her hand around her mother's shoulders she asked in a soothing voice what had happened, and then her mother told her what happened.
"So where's Luke now?" Rory asked, finally realizing that Luke was no where around.
"He took off, he said that he'd talk to me later… That's if he'll even want to talk to me after this… Oh god… Anyways I'm going to go, but first I saw Logan follow you out, are you guys together now or what?" Lorelai asked, looking for any topic to take the spotlight off, of her.
"Yes, we are definitely together… Alright, I'll see you at home later okay? I'll bring you some cake too…" Rory promised, watching her mother gather her things and make her way to her parents to tell them that she was going to call it a night, then through the doors she herself had gone through just minutes before.
Walking back to Logan who'd once again found himself alone at his table, though this time he wasn't drinking alcohol, he was drinking coffee.
"Where's my…?" Rory began to demand, before a cup of coffee was shoved into her hands, making her smile. "Good boy, we haven't even been together that long and already I have you bringing me coffee…" She praised, patting his head softly.
"Yeah, well what can I say, I know my girl, and her addiction with coffee… So, is your mom okay now? I saw her leave…" Logan asked, looking up at her, curious.
Considering his question for a few minutes, she picked her words carefully so they wouldn't end up coming back to bite her in the ass. "She'll be okay…"
Seeing Lorelai leaving, he got up out of his seat, following her outside, only making his presence known when she had gotten outside, in the process of pulling out her cell phone, eager and impatient for this night to end.
"Oh, hey Chris…" she said kindly, finishing telling the person on the phone where she was.
"Hey… C'mon I'll give you a ride… By the way I'm sorry if I said anything I wasn't supposed to say, Luke seemed pretty mad…" Chris apologized again, his plan so far working perfectly.
"Oh no it's alright, really it is… The cab will be here soon, don't worry about it…" Lorelai insisted.
"No, I insist, c'mon there's nothing wrong with accepting a ride, besides the bill from here to Stars Hollow will be gigantic, and this is for free… C'mon, let's go…" Chris insisted stubbornly, knowing that she was soon to crack.
"Fine, only because I left the purse that could actually hold things in it at home…" Lorelai joked, trying to ease the tension that had seemed to arrive suddenly.
Walking slowly, loosening his tie repeatedly, before he got sick of it and pulled it off, stuffing it into his pants pocket, he made his way on the familiar path to Lorelai's house. Seeing a car pulling into her driveway, he watched to see who it was in the car. It took him well over a minute for him to realize that it was in fact Lorelai and Christopher in the car, talking, laughing and smiling animatedly, obviously happy to be in each other's company.
Ducking behind a near-by bush, he watched the two climb out of the car and embrace each other in a hug, with slits for eyes, the anger in him rising higher than it had ever risen before. He felt a pang of guilt and hurt in his heart, but he just shook the feeling off, thinking nothing of it.
It was then he saw it, they'd kissed. Lorelai and Christopher had kissed, and she was kissing him back now.
'How stupid could he have been, thinking it would've worked out between him and Lorelai, he hadn't meant anything to her, nothing at all…' he thought to himself sadly, his head hanging low, his heart breaking into a million and one pieces, tears streaking his cheeks, stinging his eyes. Wiping them away, he came out of his hiding place, turning around to make his way home, trying his absolute hardest to forget the scene that had just played out in front of him.
'What the hell was Christopher doing? Was he out of his mind? She was with Luke; she'd thought she'd made that perfectly clear the other night when he'd asked her about him.' She thought to herself angrily.
Pushing Chris off, of her she slapped him hard across his cheek. She examined him as he stumbled back, reaching a hand up to touch the now red hand print across his face.
"Get the hell out of here Christopher… NOW! What is wrong with you? You know I'm with Luke, you know that, yet still you kissed me! Just go home Chris, and don't you dare come around here again, stay away from me, and if you know what's good for you, you'd better stay away from Rory or so help me god Gigi will no longer have a father… At least then she wouldn't be too different from her sister…" Lorelai screamed at the top of her lungs, her eyes blazing with fury, and her cheeks flushed a deep crimson.
"Whatever Lorelai, I'll stay away from you, but Rory's my daughter too and you cannot keep me from seeing her… And as for the kiss, I'm just trying to show you what you're missing out on by being with that diner man of yours, he's worthless Lorelai, you know that, I know that and your mother sure as hell knows that… But hey, you want me to go, I'll go… If it doesn't work out with you and your boyfriend, the guy who's supposedly your knight in shining armor you have my number, don't be afraid to use it…" Chris told her calmly, walking back to his side of the car, opening the door. "You always come back Lorelai, always… What makes you think it's going to be different this time…" Saying his last words, he slammed the door shut and backed out of her driveway, leaving her to think about his words.
"Not this time, Chris. Not this time…" She muttered angrily to herself, her blood beginning to boil as she thought about her mother. She should've known. Her mother had never approved of Luke, but for her mother to do this, to go behind her back and tell Chris to all but throw himself at her in order to break her and Luke up was low.
Setting off at a steady pace towards Luke's, she walked the route she'd walked every single day towards his diner, sure that he'd be there, and sure enough there he was.
Opening the door, she walked in nervously, her mind set on making things between them right.
"Luke I'm sorry… I should've told you I had gone over there, but I didn't, and if I could go back in time and do it all over again, I would. But I can't, and that's the reality… All I can do is hope that you'll forgive me, I don't want to lose you Luke… You're the best thing that's happened to me since Rory… I couldn't bear to lose you…" Lorelai professed honestly, holding nothing back.
"You kissed him back…" Luke said, repeating it a few more times after hearing a 'what,' from Lorelai. "Just now, you and he kissed… I was coming over to your house to wait for you, to talk to you, to make things right, and then you two pull into the driveway, laughing and smiling. Then get out, and you kissed…"He said, finally coming to par with what he'd seen.
"Oh god… Luke no… I swear it was nothing like that… It was all him, he kissed me, he offered me a ride and I took it… My mother, she talked to him I guess… I don't know what happened exactly, but the whole thing… I know it's something my mother would do, and that's what he said, after I pushed him off of me, and slapped him… Luke please you gotta believe me…" Lorelai begged, explaining everything as best as she could before he could say his piece.
"I know what I saw okay? Maybe your right, but quite frankly you've given me no reason to believe you before… So why should I believe you now…" Luke told her honestly, letting the silence settle in before he started up again. "Look Lorelai, I thought about it… And maybe it was a bad idea, this whole thing with you and me… Or maybe I'm just not ready for this right now… I've thought about it and maybe we should just forget about us being together, it's just not working…" Luke stated plainly, staring her straight in the eyes, the pain they were both feeling evident. "You should go…"
"Right… Yeah, sure… Well I'm sorry, and bye…" Lorelai whispered, before turning back and saying a few words she'd said earlier on tonight to someone else. "Have a little faith…" Then turning back in the direction of the door she opened it, listening to the ringing of the bell before turning back once more and repeating the same words before finally leaving the diner and heading home, the tears flowing uncontrollably down her face.
"Have a little faith," she whispered once more to the crisp night air before slipping her key into the lock and entering her house.
AN: YAY! I'm done!Sorry if there are any mistakes,I didn't get a chance to edit more than once. Anyways...What did you think? Any criticism, whether it be constructive or any other kind there is, please don't be afraid to submit it. Please review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I really enjoyed writing it. Thanks to everyone who reviews, I love you all! BYEZ!
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