Have you ever wondered what really attracts us to the opposite sex? I mean some say, well most say, it's the eyes that really get us to be attracted. The eyes are the windows to our souls. So does this mean that when we experience love at first sight it's not just based on superficial or sexual attraction to a person?
Love at first sight- there really is no such thing, especially after the whole debate Rory had going on in her head about love itself.
Love at first sight- more like lust at first sight. Or again, "I want you in my pants" at first sight. It is the truth though, no one can fall in love that fast- seeing and connecting with someone's eyes- soul to soul, for a mere second and bam, you've fallen in love?
Give me a break! Sure, let's say that we believe in the whole eyes are the windows to the souls thing that these people say is true, (who are these people anyway- more on that later), then by connecting souls for mere seconds can make you fall in love.
What if that person is really attractive but has an ugly soul- would you be turned off by their ugly soul? And can you even tell if someone's soul is ugly by connecting with the window to that soul? Confused yet? I haven't even begun!
I think attraction begins from the head down- we are always drawn to a person's face. Undoubtedly the beauty of their eyes. Eyes are a big thing- they showcase a certain beauty and can change emotion while the rest of your face stays the same. If we really delve into the subject of eyes, they show your feelings in them when you least expect it.
Then after the eyes we move to a very sensuous part of our body- the lips. Ah the lips, the mere things that connect two people on an extreme intimacy level without sacrificing our sexual selves. If this is such an intimate gesture, then why do people take it so lightly? Why do people hop from lips to lips (so to speak), without feeling a tinge of remorse or self pity?
My thoughts on this would be they've learned to forget about their first kiss- that one moment, that very scary moment when you enter a world of sexuality you felt left out of before. The magic of touching someone else, that feeling of heat and passion that falls upon you and you leave yourself for just one short moment and then come back to find a different person.
Once that first kiss has happened, the barrier has been broken for future kisses and other sexual advancements to occur. Then those who hop from person to person must like the excitement they get from each new kiss, as if each different person gives them a new adventure, as if they experience their first kiss all over again.
Or they just don't like the idea of having a long term partner to themselves, to advance sexually together, instead of on their own. I pity those who hop from relationship to relationship and who don't have that connection every time they kiss someone that they want that one person to be the only person they kiss for the rest of their lives.
Rory Gilmore had felt just that, a sense of never wanting to kiss anyone else, the first time she had kissed Logan. It may seem silly, or naïve to think you can be with someone from college and stay together for the rest of your lives- but it's happened before.
The ironic thing was that Logan felt the same way, as if she was the first girl he had ever kissed. When he was honest with himself, he realized he was actually nervous to kiss her, he wanted to so badly that finally his nerves dispersed and he crashed his lips to hers. That was one of the happier moments in his life, the moment he realized he could fall in love, the moment he realized he was in love.
They say only fools rush in, well that is true, but they also say you're a fool to fall in love. Being a fool is one thing that Rory couldn't help but be around Logan Huntzberger. She exhumed foolishness around him, she couldn't stop. She was giddy at the mention of his name; she loved the whispers he said into her ear. She even loved how he aggravated her beyond belief.
Being in love with Logan was one thing, but actually admitting to loving him was a whole other story.
Why is it so hard to admit you're in love with someone? I mean not all people have this problem, but why do we fall in love with the people we least expect to? Like you could know someone your whole life, and not even realize you love them until it's too late. That at least seems to be a common theme in romance films these days.
So, when Rory thought about her love for Logan, she was confused. How could she have fallen in love with a playboy? The one guy she hated the most, she seemed to love the most. Was it the way he looked at her, or the way he smiled? No. Was it the way he spoke to her, or the way he riled her up? Maybe. Was it the fact that he seemed to only have love for her, and seemed to ignore every other girl around him? That has to be it.
It was an unexpected thing though- to have fallen in love with a guy that you thought you disliked, but really deep down you had like this humongous crush on him. I'd say Rory had fallen hard, fallen hard for one Logan Huntzberger.
Now, when they say you fall hard in love with someone, what exactly does that mean? Is it that you actually fall around them and hurt yourself blinded by the painlessness of love? Hmm, that seems too literal for such a symbolic thing. Maybe it's being so vulnerable that if they didn't reciprocate your feelings then you'd be crushed and die or your heart would go hard and cold. Maybe that's the reason that some people are afraid to fall in love, for the sheer reason of being afraid of getting hurt.
Why is it that when we know someone loves us back the way we love them, we always fear getting hurt? They promise they love us, or that they care deeply about us, they even show us, yet we still fear the pain of break up. Why is that? Why, as human beings, can't we get past the fact that love hurts and we can't stop that?
Rory feared this most- getting hurt by Logan because she was falling too hard, too fast. In her past she'd been hurt. No not physically like some crazy, abusive boyfriend, but emotionally. Her past two boyfriends had really emotionally scarred her.
Dean- he broke up with her, that hurt. He got married but started an affair with her. That really hurt. Do men think that we are attracted to being "the other woman"? Because it's hard enough being he woman, let alone the other woman.
Then there's Jess- he left her. He left her. He left her. There's nothing else but the leaving of Jess. How did Rory know that Jess wasn't going to leave her and that Logan wasn't married and she was the other woman? Okay so the last one she could just ask and it was most likely not plausible, but the fact of the matter is that he could up and leave her for no reason- and that's really a terrifying thought.
"Rory," Logan said gently as he put a comforting arm on Rory's shoulder. She had fallen asleep at her desk and she had missed their date.
She woke up, feeling the pain in her neck and looked at the person who had disturbed her thoughts. A meek smile came upon her lips as she stretched and stole glances at him.
"Are you okay?" he asked seeing her scattered notes and thrown pens.
"I'm fine, what time is it?" she asked not realizing the time.
"It's nine pm sleepy head," he whispered in her ear sending chills down her spine.
"Oh no, our date. I'm sorry Logan, I fell asleep when I was studying and-," she rambled.
"It's okay Ace, you need your rest. Besides, you had a hard week with all those tests and exams, it's not a problem," he gave her a comforting glance and she appreciated his kindness.
"Okay. Well why don't you stay over, we could have a sleepover," she said with child like enthusiasm.
"Well I hardly know you, I mean we've only been dating a month and…" he joked and saw her begin to pout.
"First of all, for a playboy you're quite weird with sleeping here and secondly, that's not what I meant and you know it," she threw a paper ball at him and he laughed lightly.
"Okay, I know- can't blame me for trying though. So, how do we begin, I've never really had a sleepover with a girl before that didn't involve sex," he commented.
"You've slept here plenty of times. Granted we fell asleep studying, but it's the same thing. Come here," she called him to her bed with her finger and lay down under the covers. He stripped down to his boxers and got in beside her, wrapping her in his arms.
"Rory," he cooed in her ear.
"Mmm," she replied sleepily.
"I love you," he whispered. A smile appeared on her lips.
"I love you too Logan," she whispered and they fell asleep next to each other comfortably.
And here the point is proven, fools do rush in, fools in love that is. A month is a short time to fall in love with someone, a really short time in fact. But maybe they're soul mates, maybe it was destiny. The only thing I know is that love is unexpected and that you should expect it when you least expect it.
A/N: So, confused? I bet, but please send your thoughts. The next chapter dabbles in soul mates and destiny!