WARNING: SPOILERS FOR THE REAL PAUL ANKA YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Rory could still feel his lips on hers as she walked out the door, outside, and down the street to the parking garage where her car sat waiting. She got as far as opening the door, shutting it, putting on her seat belt and putting the key in the ignition when she stopped.
And processed. She processed Logan. She processed Jess. She processed her relationship with Logan and her relationship with Jess. She thought of brides mates, and parachutes and drunken boys. She thought of California and Howl and egg rolls.
It all came to the same conclusion, she had to choose. She always had with him because he wouldn't make it easy. Jess or Dean. To sleep with him or not to. To run away or not.
And now the ultimate choice Logan, the rich blond and spontaneous boy who couldn't grow up. Or the dark and handsome Jess, who showed up in her life when she least expected. He always made her choose and this time.
She choose him.
Rory yanked her keys out of the ignition and rummaged through her purse until she found her cell phone. Dialing a familiar number she waited until for the message to begin.
"Hey this is Logan, I'm out of range right now leave a message and I'll call you soon. If this is Honor tell dad I won't be going to London this week."
Rory opened her mouth and spilled the words that she couldn't seem to say until now.
"Hey it's me. I've been doing some thinking all right and I don't like where we're going. I don't like how you drink and party all the time or how you slept with all those brides mates. It was great at first we had fun, but this, this is so out of hand right now. I know you're trying to deal with your father but you're doing it wrong and I- I can't make you do things you don't want to do, and I won't. So this is it all right, you and me, I want it to be over. I'll probably be back to pick up my stuff before you get back, don't bother call all right? Bye."
She hung up the phone feeling free for the first time in months, really and truly free. She grabbed her purse and her keys and climbed back out of her car.
Back down the street, back to the store. It was less crowed now but he was still there, leaning against the staircase a book in hand. It was so familiar it made her want to laugh. She took her first steps toward him, she was only a few feet away when he sensed her presence and looked up.
"Hey."
"I changed my mind," she said definitely. He searched her gaze looking for something; he must have found it because he smiled.
"You're definitely broken up with Logan?" He asked her.
"I'm definitely broken up with Logan," Rory half-smiling at the familiarity of the situation. It was just Jess, it always was and somehow she knew it always had to be.
" 'K, I suppose I owe you an egg roll them."
She laughed as her took her arm and pulled her out the door and down the street to the best Chinese Restaurant in Philadelphia.
A/N: At this point, this probably isn't even that original of a plot anymore. But I wanted to finish it so here it is. Like love or hate, it's done and for once I can actually say I'm happy with how it turned out. Now if Rory would just listen to me and do this on the show all would be well, but she won't, I know she won't because she never listens to me. Oh and just something funny, I found it hilarious because I was thinking about this story and my dad came up and told me we were having Chinese for dinner and wanted to know if I wanted an eggroll, I suppose I owe him a bit for the inspiration.