Finn looked up when he heard the door open. Rory stood with a smile, two cups of coffee in hand. She walked over to the bed placing the mugs on the bedside table and crawling in. Finn wrapped one arm around her shoulder, the other reaching over her and taking the drink.
"Do you have anywhere to be, love?" he asked, taking a sip.
Rory shook her head with a smile, "Not until my lecture at three. Gives us a couple hours."
"Spectacular! There is so much I need to learn about our lovely Reporter Girl anyway. Now tell me, did it hurt?"
"Did what hurt?" Rory asked, taking Finn's hands and tracing the lines on his palm.
Finn smiled down at her, gazing at her adoringly, "When you fell from heaven."
Rory laughed, shaking her head, "Come on Finn! Be serious."
Rory entered her room with a smile on her face. She had just gotten back from her lecture, and now was time to get ready for her date with Finn.
Her smile grew at the thought of Finn. Rory was excited for their date. Finn never failed in making her laugh and showing her a good time. She never realized how attracted to him until a night of alcohol and a morning of talking showed her. The funny thing was, she liked Finn almost as much as she liked Logan.
Logan.
He was a problem. Rory didn't know what she wanted from him, let alone what he wanted from her. He was hot and cold with her, driving her up the wall. Now that Finn was in the mix, she was going to see him even more than before, because she had a feeling that she would be spending alot of time with Mr. Finnigan Staple. And the time that wasn't spent with Finn or in class...would probably be spent with one Logan Huntzburger.
Rory sighed, flopping onto her bed. It was inevitable, at one point she was going to have to pick between the boys. And she really didn't want to. Because, she liked them both. Alot.
Sighing again, she rose from her position on the bed and headed towards the closet. After getting dressed, she settled down on the couch with a book to wait for Finn to arrive.
Logan sat on the couch, scotch in hand, scowl on face. Finn had just left whistling, to go pick up Ace. His Ace. It was driving him crazy, thinking of what the two of them were doing together.
For the whole morning while the two spent hours in Finn's bedroom, he squirmed and twitched, trying to keep himself occupied and his mind off what could possibly be happening in the next room.
Finn, his supposed 'Best Friend', was touching his Ace. They were laughing and joking and learning about each other while he was stuck in the living room trying to find something to do with his jittery hands.
Okay, so they said no-strings. They could see other people and still date each other. That's what no-strings entails. But Logan didn't actually expect her to date anyone else!
Ace was a good girl. She didn't go around seeing a bunch of guys. Lord knows that she could if she wanted to, but that wasn't the person she was. She was supposed to see him while he...kept his options open for a little while longer.
It's not like he was trying to form a private herem, expecting her to stay completely away from all guys, waiting for him to spend time with her. No...he just, didn't want her to date anyone else.
He didn't exclusivly date. Everyone knows. Ace knew that from the beginning, but now...now that Ace is spending time with other people, he knew he could lose her. Soon. Unless he made his move. But...the thing was, if he dated Rory exclusivly...he dated Rory exclusivly.
And, that would be the end for Logan Huntzburger. As horrible as it is, Logan knew that he was a selfish, semi-possesive, pack-rat. He didn't like to loose and when he did things, he went the whole nine yards. If he exclusivly went out with Rory, he would marry her. No questions. He would never want to loose her, or have someone else touch her. It was already killing him now, and she wasn't his. And he had to decide if that was what he really wanted. To spend the rest of his life with Rory Gilmore.
Finn took her hand, pulling her quickly into the theater. She laughed as he ran up and down the isles, trying to find the perfect seat. Finally settling on a seat in the middle of the empty audiance, he pulled Rory down beside him, pouring the big box of junkfood he brought on the ground.
"Finn, why is the theater empty?" Rory asked settling down in the seat.
Finn laughed, "Because, love, how can we comment on the most likely very cheesy, very childish, but still very entertaining Disney movie if other people are in the audiance with us?"
Rory beamed, "You are probably the only guy I have ever met that would watch want to see Sky High, then rent the whole place just so we can talk. It's great. Mum would absolutly adore you."
Finn smiled, nodding, "Darling, I do this because, One. Any movie that The Man That Made The Mouse's business is supporting, I'm buying. Two. This movie's really are entertaining. And Three. The next time I get drunk, I'll have more material to reenact. And...I get to spend time with a fabulously wonderful girl."
"Well those are good reasons. I completely approve."
"I'm glad."
The pair spent the rest of the movie eating junkfood and laughing together. As they were leaving the theater, Rory's phone rang on vibrate. She looked up at Finn, who had his arm wrapped around her shoulder, and shrugged.
"Rory Gilmore's Home For Those Who Wish They Had Super Powers, how may I help you?" She said into the phone. Finn chuckled softly, kissing the top of her head.
"Hey Ace."
Rory frowned, "Hey. I'm kinda busy right now Logan, you know that. Can I call you back later?"
"I know, I know. I was just calling to say that we're leaving early tomorrow, so you have to be up and ready by 6:30. And...it's a big day. With lots of walking. So you need to get to bed right away. No late nights or anything. You don't want to be tired."
"In the morning?"
"Yeah. I promise lots of coffee and the best junk food imaginable through-out the whole entire day."
"Where are we going?"
"Six Flags, Massachusetts."
"Really! Isn't it closed until next month?"
"Yes."
"But then..."
"I pulled a few strings."
"Oh, Jeez. You didn't have to."
"I wanted to."
"Thanks. But I have to go."
"Go sleep now. You won't want to be tired tomorrow. And bring a swimsuit and an extra change of clothes."
"K. Bye."
Rory hung up the phone, then looked up at Finn who was smiling down at her and opening her car door. She hopped in, smiling brightly.
"So, where to, love?" Finn asked as he started the car.
Rory frowned, reaching for one of Finn's hands, "Back to my dorm. I'm sorry Finn, but I need to get some sleep. Logan is taking me to Six Flags tomorrow."
"No problem, dear. Just as long as I get to take you away next weekend. And a lunch date after tomorrow." He smiled, pulling her hand to his lips and kissing the knuckles.
Rory nodded with a smile, "I'd love that."
Finn slammed the door to the dorm, taking long strides across the common room then threw Logan's door open, walked inside, then slammed his door shut too.
"You did that on purpose." He growled.
Logan sat up in bed, rubbing his eyes, "Huh?"
"You did that on purpose! You called in the middle of OUR date, told her to get some rest for tomorrow so OUR date couldn't continue! You did it on purpose!" He shouted.
Logan jumped out of bed, "So? I like her too, okay. And I don't want her to see you!"
"Your the one with the 'no-string' shit!"
"I KNOW!"
"Do something about it! Cause I'm not going to back down!"
"Neither am I!"
"You don't even care enough to stop this stupid arrangement!"
"Yes I do!"
"No, you don't! You know nothing about her!"
"Yes I do! I do! I do, okay. Stop Finn!"
"Fine. I'll stop. I'll forget about today, but God, Logan. Stop all this. For her sake, let her be with someone who will take care of her!"
"I'll take care of her!"
"God. I need a drink." And with that, Finn left the room in search of a bottle of scotch.
Logan sat on the edge of his bed, head in hands.
"What am I getting myself into?" he mumbled.
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