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Chapter 14: Bad weather always looks worse through a window

Colin, Finn and Stephanie were observing as their best friend was whispering something to a random ditsy blonde, who currently was sitting in his lap, and made her giggle. She got up from his lap and pulled him up with her.

"Enjoy your Friday night, guys." Logan said as he got ready to follow the girl out of the pub.

"Logan…," Colin started, but stopped when he saw the cynical expression on his face. "Have fun." He finished with a sigh.

Logan waved and disappeared out of sight.

"You are such a wimp." Finn stated taking a swing from his Guinness.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. You don't have the guts to confront him."

"And you do? I thought that it was pretty obvious after almost a decade of friendship that Logan is as stubborn as a dog with a beef bone. Do you blame me if I don't want to get bitten?"

Finn sighed. "I'll talk to the lad. It's been a week now since he got home al moody. This is getting ridiculous. I'm going right now! And I'm confronting him!" He stood up slightly swaying and finished his beer. But a redhead brushed past him as he wanted to leave.

"On second thought… It can wait until tomorrow!" he grinned as he sprinted after the desired Sheila.

Colin shook his head.

"I'm surrounded by idiots." He mumbled and earned himself a punch from Stephanie.

"Except for you, my dear, except for you," he grinned as he leaned in for a kiss.

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Logan's hands slid under her dress as Ashley was unbuttoning his shirt. Her hands skillfully working their way down. She kissed his chest and abdomen. Logan closed his eyes as he felt her mouth moving south and her hands wrestling with his belt.

"Rory.." he huskily called. It felt like someone had thrown a bucket of ice-cold water over him.

"Ashley. My name is Ashley," she said looking up.

"I know. But, I said Rory. I did, didn't I?" Logan pushed her off of him and got up from the bed.

"I have to go. Sorry." He buckled his belt and grabbed his shirt from the bed.

Ashley looked at him confused. She reached out, taking his hand, kissing it.

"It's ok." She said sweetly, "You can call me whatever you like. You can't just leave."

Logan gave her a look, extracting his hand from her grip.

"That's very… eh… considerate of you, but I really have to go. You can tell everyone that we had sex if that's what's bothering you, but I am going home," he told her closing the door behind him. He rested his head against the wall for a moment and didn't know whether to laugh or cry out of misery.

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In Stars Hollow Rory was helping her drunk mother up the stairs.

" You know that was probably the best bachelorette party I've ever had! And the stripper was cute! Didn't you think the stripper was cute?" Lorelai slurred as she stumbled up the stairs supported by her daughter.

" Gross, mom! You can not seriously think that the stripper was cute!"

"Why not? I am going to dump Luke and elope with the stripper. We're gonna have a baby and boy, will it have good genes!"

" You want a strippers baby? Mom, just stop talking." They hit a lamp on their stumble to the bedroom.

" Whooooops!" Lorelai broke into a fit of giggles. " We killed the lamp! Sorry, mister Lamp! Sorry!" she yelled as Rory pushed her on the bed and undid her shoes.

"Rory?"

"Mmm?"

"I'm going to get married tomorrow. I hope it's not going to rain. It's been raining all the time." She said smiling.

Rory smiled back covering her with the bright pink comforter. " Yes, you are. And it's not going to rain. It's going to be perfect."

"I love you, kid." Lorelai mumbled before she passed out.

"I love you too, mom." She kissed her on the cheek, turned off the light and went downstairs. In her room she kicked off her shoes and unzipped her dress. From under the pillow she pulled out a T-shirt. His T-shirt. He had left it that day and she had worn it to bed ever since. She loved how it smelled of distinctly him. She pulled it over her head and lay down on her bed, playing with the hem of it. She missed him. She really really missed him. His remarks, his kisses, his touch, his stories, the way he made her laugh and the way he looked at her. She had stood on the verge of calling him so many times, but had chickened out equally the same amount of times. She looked at her alarm clock and yawned. It was closing six a.m.. She cuddled up against her pillow and closed her eyes falling asleep almost immediately.

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"Ok! Now, tell me!" Finn exclaimed landing his weight on the sleeping Logan.

"Au! Jesus, Finn! What the hell do you want!" Logan growled kicking Finn of the bed.

"I want to know what happened between you and Reporter Girl."

"What? Finn it's 7 in the morning on a Saturday. What are you doing up already? Isn't the sun too bright?"

"Well technically I didn't go to bed yet and it's raining so I'm fine. Don't change the subject, though. Come on, spit it out, because truth to be told, you worry us."

"And how is it that I worry you?"

"Either you're moody or you're with some Sheila."

"I don't see the problem. Especially in the Sheila part."

"Well there technically is no problem in the Sheila part, but you're running, mate."

"Oh and what am I running of, dr. Freud?"

"Well, that's what I want to know. So tell me, why did you come home early looking as if your puppy died."

Finn pulled out a chair and sat down.

"I'm not going to get rid of you, am I?"

Finn shook his head grinning.

Logan ran his hands trough his messy hair.

"I slept with her and she completely freaked out on me in the morning, now happy!" he said in one breath letting himself fall back against the pillows.

"So you've a crush on her?"

"What! No!" That came out a little to quickly for his taste.

"Then what's the problem, mate? If she didn't mean anything to you, than you are the last person in the world to be bothered by a morning after freak out." Finn reasoned.

Logan furrowed his eyebrows and sighed.

"I like the girl. And I miss her, I guess. She's in my head 24/7 and though miles away, still driving me mad."

"Hence the 'you have a crush on her'.

"Well maybe I do have a crush on her." He mumbled under his breath.

"So what are you waiting for? Stop fooling around and go after her."

" Well, first of all she wants a relationship. I'm not a relationship kind of guy and second of all she hates my guts at the moment, she blames me for the fact that we had sex too soon. I'm completely lost when it comes to her, can't read her what so ever, or predict what she's going to do."

" Bullshit, Logan… The question is do you want to be with her?"

"I don't know…"

"Wrong answer, try again."

"In a way I do. She's different from anyone I've ever dated. She's smart. Really smart I mean. Sometimes I even have trouble keeping up with her. And she's funny and sharp. And beautiful. God, that girl is beautiful. But she's also so sheltered and insecure, even naïve sometimes. She's not quit the confronter, when it comes to problems. And she loves to overanalyze things."

Finn smiled at his friend.

" You're answering your own questions here, mate. Why did she freak out? She's insecure. Why did she let it happen in the first place? She's a little naïve and wanted you to sweep her away. Why doesn't she confront her problems? She's sheltered. Does that mean that you have to sulk for a week? No. Get out of bed and do something."

Logan just stared at him.

"You're scaring me, Finn. I'm not to used to you making sense. What did you have to drink?"

Finn shrugged.

" Just giving you a little insight, buddy. Hell, I like the girl. And don't tell me that you can't think of anything to win her back."

"Well she was pretty upset." Logan sighed.

" Bad weather always looks worse through a window," Finn stated with a dead serious facial expression.

"Oh my God, Finn, I can't believe you used a quote. I think my heart is going to stop! Yes it's rhythm is completely upset. " He exclaimed dramatically putting his hand on his chest.

"What! This bloke invented the jello-shot!" Finn yelled. " It's sacrilege, not to know quotes from the man who invented the jello-shot!"

Logan laughed as Finn stood up and made his way out of his room.

"Finn!" he called. The Aussie turned around. " Thanks. That was unusual and weird, but thanks."

"Yeah, yeah. You're welcome. Now I am going to sleep and don't you or anyone else dare to wake me until the sun goes down!"

The door closed and Logan digested the perspective he just had acquired. He smiled. Who would have though? Logan Huntzberger has a crush and is going to do some serious chasing to get the girl. Now only one question remained. How to win Rory Gilmore's heart?

AN: Hope you like it :) ! It took me a while to get it on paper. :) That is because I have so many idea's for stories swimming in my head that I have to mentally kick myself once in a while to focus. Huh… well read and review! Chappie 15 coming soon! And once more thank you for the reviews! You guys are great!