WARNING
Ok, so I just wanted to let you guys know about a few things before you read chapter 5.
ONE - This is NOT, I repeat, NOT a PDLD or whatever the term is. Okay? Finn and Rory do NOT fall in love or anything along those lines. This is strictly a ROGAN and the following is only a part of the story. (got you guys thinking, eh?)
lol
TWO - There is one incident in the story where I used the F Word. Lol. If you are offended by this, I'm just giving you time to turn around and pick a different story to read (although I only used it once). I debated whether or not putting it in, but it didn't sound as good without it.
Finally, THREE, which isn't really a warning. I want to thank all of those who reviewed (I LOVE YOU!) And I wanted to answer a few questions or curiousities some people asked or said or whatever.
I want to thank brown-eyed-beauty87 for answering my AU question AND reviewing like 10 minutes after I posted chapter 4, as well as Vivilpl82 for helping me spell Lorelai, and answering the AU question,
Aznangel4eva (AU question)
Iceprincess954 (Rory didn't kick them out because she was slightly drunk, and very surprised to see them breaking into her pool house)
KeitaWolf (Spelling Lorelai, and for explaining AU, OOC, and all the different pairing lingo, R&R, and for offering more help if needed)
CoCaCoLa29 (for letting me know I'm evil :) )
whyshouldicare1 (For inspiring me to not write short chapters, and no I wasn't really trying to do the window thing like in the episode)
ktam36 (cute is good ;) )
JustPeachy123 (I'm glad you're enjoying it, and I have no idea what you mean by Casablanca, but it's cool that you caught that (even if I didn't lol), but would you mind explaning to a slow person like me?)
riotgirllina (thank you for grieving for Rory)
Angel1178 (Yes, the girl is Stephanie, for answering the AU question, and for offering any other help)
Ristine (For encouragement)
XxAngelxX911 (Thank you for saying my story rocks, and yes, it's unfortunate I had to kill off Lorelai... :( ) lol that sounded funny.
Nemi Jade (I like alcohol humor too:) And for the compliment)
Michaelover101 (Thanks for loving my story, and loving the provoked line, and for loving Rory's OOC-ness, and for answering the AU question)
Anyway, that's all... lol.
You may now read the story... :)
In my inebriated state, I was able to establish only three crystal clear thoughts forming in my head amongst the blurry matter inside my brain, which was starting to feel rather fuzzy.
One, I was making out with Finn.
Two, Finn was an extraordinary kisser.
And three, I was making Logan jealous and boy did it feel good. Possibly better than Finn's tongue, which was nothing short of spectacular, let me tell you.
He'd obviously had some practice.
Anyway, I'd been watching Logan's expression in the corner of my eye fall deeper and deeper for the past half an hour as he watched us kiss passionately with no signs of stopping anytime soon. It was too rich, and being as drunk as I was, I didn't take the time to analyze why making him jealous would give me so much satisfaction.
The point of the matter was that it did, and I loved it.
He thought I was so caught up in the kissing that I didn't notice him at all, as he shamelessly watched us as the minutes ticked away. In the back of my head, in a dark, dusty corner of my sub-conscious I vaguely realized this must have seemed like porn to anyone watching, but, really. Who was watching except Logan, and to tell you the truth, I didn't want him to turn away.
Am I that evil? I have to admit, the vengeance might have spouted from a few other... choice... issues. But I was floating home on cloud 9, which was something I hadn't felt in a long time.
If I'd maybe passed on a couple of drinks, I might have thought that kissing Finn like I was would be a terribly disgusting, and awful thing to do. He was the enemy, so to speak, one of the rich snobs, and I was willing to bet the whole pool house he wouldn't even remember my name in the morning.
Then again, I hadn't exactly told them the whole truth of my name situation, had I?
Oh, lordy, what had I gotten myself into? I looked at Logan again and sighed into Finn's mouth, watching Logan's eyes get darker and darker. Finn took it as an encouraging gesture, but really I was starting to feel bad for Logan. Then he did this neat little thing with my bottom lip, and all thoughts of Logan vaporized somewhere into the back of my head...
It was revolting. I would have thrown up if it weren't for the fact that I couldn't unglue my eyes away from them. Their mouths were turning red from the effort, and their hands seemed to have minds of their own, while Lorelai's hair looked like it'd just gone through a tornado.
And the worst part? I actually cared.
Finn, the lucky bastard. How did he always seem to end up making out on the girls couch, while I was stuck charming young blondes just to go on a date with me? How did he manage to skip all pleasantries, and jump right into the action, right into the only part guys our age ever looked forward to? And how did he somehow work his... whatever it was... on the one girl who'd despised all of them almost hurtfully?
I clenched my fist on the couch so my knuckles turned a ghostly white, contrasting noticeably with the black material of the couch. I forced myself to ease my grip. She was just a girl. She wasn't even my type. She probably worshipped Satan everyday, and I guessed her closet didn't even have a piece of clothing that didn't have black on it somewhere.
I saw as her hand went up Finn's shirt, and watched, sick to my stomach as she brought it down gently, fumbling slightly. She was drunk. It didn't make me feel any better.
The scene brought a tingle to the pit of my stomach and I realized this was like watching mild porn. It didn't make me feel any better either.
"I bet it's because he's Australian..." I muttered to myself bitterly, and almost jumped out of my seat when I heard Stephanie's voice by my ear.
"Jealous much, Huntzberger?"
"No," I said, and turned to look at her smiling at me with that Cheshire grin. I asked her where Colin went, and she told me he'd gone to the bathroom to check out his almost-broken nose. I would have laughed, but that would have meant I'd been feeling some emotion related to amusement or happiness, and I hadn't felt anything like that since about 30 minutes ago.
I turned my head back to the happy couple, and winced slightly when I heard Lorelai sigh into Finn's mouth. Stephanie started laughing beside me, and I turned back to her, glaring almost as hatefully as Lorelai had.
"What's so funny?"
She continued to laugh heartily and this only served to piss me off even more.
"What," I asked, severely annoyed, "Is so fucking funny?"
This made her laugh even harder, and she placed her hands on her stomach, rocking slowly beside me, tears starting to form in her eyes. I glanced quickly to Lorelai and Finn, but they didn't seem to even notice the almost hysterical blonde girl beside me, and I punched the couch arm irritably. It took her another minute before she finally calmed down.
"Well?" I asked, eyebrows raised, hoping this wouldn't amuse her, and force her into another fit of laughter.
"Nothing…" she replied, grinning widely, and she giggled a bit more.
"You expect me to believe that nothing was the reason you couldn't stop laughing for like 5 minutes?"
"Well, it's just…" she started, almost choking on herself as she tried not to laugh again, "It's just… I've never seen you so jealous before…" She covered her mouth with her hand, attempting to stifle whatever noise might have come out of her mouth, but failing miserably.
"I'm not jealous," I said, spitting out the word like it was acid. Huntzbergers didn't get jealous. Ever.
Stephanie laughed, and laughed, and laughed some more, and I thought maybe I'd been dropped down to hell, what with Finn making out with the girl I hadn't been able to get out of my head since the day at McDonalds, and Stephanie laughing unmercifully at my pain and discomfort.
"What's even more funny…" started Stephanie again, and I found myself trying to block out her voice, "Is that you're jealous of… of…" she broke off again, hiding her face in the couch. I really couldn't see the humor in it. "Your jealous of her!"
I think my face turned a light shade of tomato, but I couldn't be sure. I'd never blushed before, except that one time in grade 2. Actually, that might have been the red paint I was playing with...
"What do you mean, her?" I asked, thoroughly offended, though unsure quite as to why. I barely even knew the girl!
I didn't get my answer, because Stephanie started off in a whole new set of giggling, and I got up the couch, and over to the fridge. I grabbed a bottle of brandy, and twisted the top off, and poured as much as I could into my mouth until it was full. I walked back to the couch, kicking the fridge closed with my foot, hearing a satisfying bang as it slammed closed.
I brought the bottle back down from my lips, then sat down in the same spot I had been in before. Stephanie was still laughing.
I heard a flushing noise, and looked to my right to see Colin coming out of what I assumed was the bathroom. He looked at Finn and Lorelai and smirked.
"They still going at it?"
Yeah, what a bloody great party this was...