Disclaimer: I sadly own nothing, too bad!

A/N: This story is based on the song Shiver by Maroon 5, hence the title of the story. About four chapters to come- so please enjoy!!!!!

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You build me up
You knock me down
Provoke a smile
And make me frown
You are the queen of runaround
You know its true
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Logan sat at his desk in the news room frowning. He was completely confused with Rory. One minute she seemed interested- despite her constant bitterness he could see she liked him- the next she was like a freaking remake of Frankenstein's monster on a bad day. She'd be yelling at him for his dumb stunt he pulled in class then got her grandfather to betroth them. He just couldn't figure her out. He did know one thing; he wanted her to like him because he liked her. She was beautiful and could definitely give him a run for his money, so to speak.

She wasn't interested in how much money he had, or what he wore, she seemed to enjoy his company, when he wasn't embarrassing her, when he was normal everyday Logan. Too bad that his cocky, arrogant self came out at the worst possible moments. The girl was like a lie detector- she could tell what his intentions were before he even implied them.

Logan looked up for a brief moment to see Rory storm into the office hair thrown up in a messy bun, jeans, turtle neck and rosy cheeks. She was absolutely adorable- if only she knew that. He returned his eyes to his computer screen and began to type away causing Rory to glance over occasionally.

He didn't want to be distracted today, not when Doyle was hounding him to include an article in the paper- and she was a distraction. He glanced towards her once more and saw her face contorted in a look of disgust as she read something on her screen. Even when she was disgusted she was beautiful- this had to stop, Rory Gilmore was driving him crazy!

As he was about to shut down his programs he noticed a message pop up on the screen.

RGilmore: So when did you want the wedding? I was thinking early summer.

Logan blinked as he read the message- blinked furiously is more like it. She had played a prank on him; he could tell by the way she smirked when she sent the message. He found himself smirking at her humorous attempt to beat him and decided to play along.

LHuntzberger: I'm sorry, but I can't marry you- you're too smart for me and my playboy antics!

The smirk dripped from her lips like ice cream in the hot summer sun. She was frowning now; her joke had been found out. She smirked once again at the next message she sent.

RGilmore: I can deal with them. I just can't believe you are breaking off our engagement. I mean, I thought you loved me! Is there another woman?

Logan laughed loudly as he read her frantic comment. She was so cute when she joked and when she thought she had the last word.

Rory looked over as Logan laughed; she smiled to herself and tightened her ponytail as she waited for his response. Two minutes- nothing, she looked over to his desk and he was gone. She sighed as she turned back to her computer but instead found Logan sitting on the edge like a little kid at the doctor's office.

"Ah! Logan! God you scared me!" she shouted at the surprise.

"Wow, I was going for surprised you because you couldn't wait to see me again since I had left my post," he smirked as his eyes flashed wildly before her.

"Riiight. So my dear, dear fiancé who is breaking up with me, what can I do for you?"

"Well, I was thinking maybe you'd like to join me tonight on a little excursion of the town- you know coffee, hamburgers, Ben and Jerry's, a few movies like Willy Wonka," he smiled at her again as her jaw had dropped to the floor.

"Do you stalk me on weekends? Because you just described me and my mom's Friday night ritual," she asked eyeing him suspiciously.

"No, I don't stalk you- as much as you like to believe I do, but I could if that turns you on," his eyebrows stood suggestively and he stood up from her desk.

"Uh, you know what, it doesn't,"

"So how about it? Coffee, dinner, movie? Yes no?"

"I don't know, I have a paper due next week," she lied. Truth be told, she was attracted to Logan and wasn't too sure what would come of being alone with the guy.

"Come on, live on the edge and save it for tomorrow," he grabbed her hand as he pulled her to her feet and grabbed her jacket. She shrugged easily into it.

"Fine, but only because I'm hungry and don't want to run into Doyle- I saw something involving him and a tiny robe I wish I could forget,"

"Disgustingly kinky," he said contorting his face. He softened his expression and held out his arm for her. She took it hesitantly and walked with him to a small black sports car. Oh what a day this would be.