Title: What?
Author: Gilmoregirl7878
A/N: So either all of you must have given up by now or you're really pissed. I'm SO sorry it took so long!!
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"Mr. Huntzberger," Rory repeated again, staring blankly.
"Rory, I came here to talk to you about Logan," Mitchum told her.
"You. I'll be right in the other room, within shouting distance. Rory, don't take any of his crap," Paris said in her usual manner, but Rory couldn't help but appreciate it.
"Look, I came here to make you understand," Mitchum explained.
"Well, you might as well leave because anything you say won't make understand," Rory answered angrily.
"Now wait a second, I was just thinking of Logan's best interests. I'm sure you're a nice girl, but you're not the type of girl my son needs."
"Than you obviously need to spend some more time with your son," Rory bit back.
"Excuse me,"
"No, I won't. I love Logan and he loves me. We're happy together and if you can't see that then you need to rethink how well you know your son!" Rory yelled.
"You and Logan are back together?" He asked. Rory's eyes widened.
"That's not why you're here?" She asked dumbly. He didn't answer her, he only turned around and left.
"Shit!"
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Rory walked as fast as she could without breaking out in a flat out run to Logan's dorm.
When she finally reached it, she ran opened the door without some much as a knock and walked past her brother and into Logan's bedroom.
Logan was on his bed studying when she walked through the door and smiled when he saw her.
"He knows!" Rory blurted out the words that had been echoing in her head. Logan looked at her quizzically.
"Who knows what?"
"Your father knows! He came to my place and started talking about what's right for you and I thought he knew about us and that's why he was there. I yelled at him! I yelled at your father and told him that we loved each other, he didn't know!" Rory rambled almost incoherent sentences.
"Wait Rory, my father came to you?" Logan got up and held her so she would stop talking. Rory nodded.
Rory watched as Logan's body became stiff and his eyes cold.
"I'll be back," He said in a low voice, letting go of her and leaving the room.
"Wait Logan," Rory pleaded, but he walked out of the dorm, slamming the door behind him.
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Logan drove as fast as he could without possibly killing himself. He was angry, hell, he was pissed beyond all reason.
His father had went to his girlfriend and told her to leave him alone. He wanted to keep this anger and release it all on his father.
When he reached his house he didn't even knock. He walked past the maid who stared at him shocked and walked straight towards his father's study.
The room that, as a child, he was never allowed to enter without his father's permission.
The room that Logan was called a disgrace or screamed at for every screw up he had ever made in his life.
The room that Logan burst through the door and picked up the nearest thing, which happened to be his father's prized Yankees signed baseball, and through it across the room.
"Logan!" Mitchum yelled, standing up from his seat at his desk.
"What the fuck is wrong with you! How dare you go my girlfriends dorm to tell her to stay away from me. She is perfect for me. She's the one I want to spend the rest of my life with! I'm going to marry her!" Logan yelled at his father.
Mitchum scoffed. "Logan please, marry this girl? Be serious," Mitchum said in a calm, smug voice.
Logan took out the velvet box that he kept in his pocket and opened it, placing it in front of his father wordlessly.
"I love her, whether you believe it or not. I don't care anymore. If you can't accept that, than you'll have to accept the fact that I'm no longer your son." With those words, Logan walked out of his father's office and his childhood house.
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Rory sat up quickly when the heard Logan reenter the dorm. She had been waiting impatiently for Logan to get back. Coming up with the worst case scenarios in her mind.
She watched as he dropped his keys on his dresser, not looking in direction, but he knew she was there. The tension in the room was suffocating.
"Where did you go?" She asked meekly.
He didn't answer it at first, just sighed and leaned up against his drawer and looked at her.
"I went to see my father," He answered slowly.
"I figured...what happened?"
"Well, I yelled, and told him to cut me off if he didn't accept us," He said wryly, shaking head. He was partially still in shock over what he had done. He walked over to Rory and sat down on he bed next to her.
"Logan?" Rory asked unsurely.
"Then I put down this in front of him," He took the box out of his pocket and opened it, showing it to her.
"I told him you were perfect for me, That I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. And that I wanted to marry you. Rory, marry me."
Rory had known this was coming, she knew that she would have to answer that question sooner or later.
But seeing him holding out the ring to her, she might as well have never even known.
"What?"
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A/N: I know, IT'S BEEN FOREVER !! And this was a sucky chapter. I'm so sorry. It was extremely hard to write plus between school, work, and play practice, I've been falling asleep when I get home.
Also, I started a new story on It's really good and if you enjoy my stories here, you'll enjoy that story also. It's called 'Look Through The Mirror, What Do You See?' Please check it out and review!!
I promise to continue and finish EVERYONE OF MY STORIES. I PROMISE I will never abandon a story!!
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