Hell can turn into heaven 5: Do you have anything underneath?
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Laughing Rory and Logan walked into the Gilmore house. Rory turned the lights on and they walked into the living room where they dropped their backpacks on the floor.
"I'll just go get some of my Shakespeare books" Rory said and walked towards her bedroom. Logan sat down on the couch and waited for her to return. After 10 minutes he heard a loud crash, followed by Rory's scream, and then she started to sob. Logan got up from the couch and made his way to her room. He opened the door and found Rory on the floor surrounded by books; he looked down at her and saw that her right arm was stuck under a drawer full of books. Tears were running down her cheeks, and he could see that her shirt was full of blood. He quickly lifted the drawer of her arm and helped her up from the floor. He wrapped his arms comfortingly around her and let her cry into his chest. At that moment the only thing he wanted to do was make her pain go away, and that was a new feeling to him. Sure he would have felt the same way if it was Stephanie who was hurt, or Colin or Finn for that matter. But those were his best friends, people he had known from they were in the sandbox. Rory he had only known for a couple of days, but he still felt the overwhelming need to take care of her.
"Ace we need to clean that wound ok?" Logan whispered in her ear. He felt her nod, she looked up at him and Logan brushed her tears away with his thumb. Then he grabbed her hand and hand in hand they walked to the living room.
"I need a bowl, a wash cloth and bandages" Logan said.
"You'll find a bowl in the kitchen; the rest will be in the bathroom over there." Rory said and pointed towards the bathroom. Logan walked to the kitchen and boiled some water, when it was boiling he filled the sink with cold water and placed the bowl with hot water in the sink to cool it down. Then he found some bandages, a cloth and an antiseptic salve.
15 minutes later he returned to the living room.
"I think you better take that shirt of Ace. Do you have anything underneath?" the last thing he wanted was to make her feel uncomfortable, but the shirt was blood soaked and if she was going to avoid getting the cut infected they had to remove the shirt. Rory simply nodded and started to unbutton her shirt, however with one wounded arm it wasn't easy to do. After trying a bit longer she sighed and looked at Logan. What she was about to ask him was something she never thought she would ask a boy she had only known for two days, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
"Logan can you…eh…can you…help me?" she asked in a shy little voice, skilfully avoiding his eyes. Logan nodded, for some reason he was nervous, he could feel his heart beating faster and faster. He unbuttoned the first button and looked up at Rory who had gotten a deep red colour in her cheeks. Damn her, why did she have to look so cute when she blushed?
Rory's heart was beating so fast that she was sure Logan could feel it. She was wearing a top underneath her shirt, but that didn't keep her thoughts away from the fact that the boy she had a little crush on was unbuttoning her shirt. She felt her cheeks get hot and knew that she was blushing, but who could really blame her.
Logan had gotten to the last button and Rory pulled the unhurt arm out of the sleeve. As slowly and as gently as he could Logan removed the shirt from her hurt arm. She winched in pain when the shirt was removed from her wound. When the blood had dried the shirt had gotten a bit stuck in the cut and it hurt a lot when it was removed. A tear rolled down her cheek, but she didn't make a sound. Skilfully Logan cleaned the cut and bandaged it; Rory couldn't help but think that this wasn't the first time he did this.
"You ok Ace?" he asked when he returned from the kitchen where he had emptied the bowl.
"Yeah. It hurts though."
"What happened?" he asked and sat down next to her.
"I was looking through the drawer and apparently I pulled it out to much, for when I reached for a book in the back the whole drawer fell out and landed on my arm." Rory said and pouted. Logan smiled and pulled her into a hug. After a little while Rory pulled back.
"Logan?"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you"
"Any time Ace. Any time" they looked into each others eyes before they slowly moved their heads towards each other…
AN: sorry it's so short, but it's midnight and I'm tired. Please tell me what you think.
