A/N: Thank you for the review, I love it. And sorry for the whole sad/sat thing. It is spelled with d in Danish, so it is natural for me to spell it that way. I'll try to be more observant. Lol ;)
I disclaim. I don't own any of the characters, and I am in no way associated with Gilmore Girls.
Chapter 7 – Intelligent, aggressive and cold as ice
She woke up the next morning to find a pair of chocolate brown eyes starring intensely at her. He was sitting on the floor right next to the couch where she was still laying, his face unbelievable close to hers as he studied her with interest.
"You are awake," he said with a sad smile.
She wondered if he had been watching her the whole time. "Yeah, um, yeah I am." She tried to move a little, suddenly his handsome face was just too close to her. He must have notice 'cause he pulled back a little. "I'm sorry, but what exactly am I doing here?"
"You were kind of upset yesterday and-"
"Oh yeah," she interrupted as the memories came back. She looked around in the room and saw that Finn or Colin was nowhere seen. "Where did the others go?"
"Believe it or not, but Finn, Colin and Steph all went to classes. They wanted to stay and be here when you woke up, but I insisted. I hope that is okay."
"Yeah, that is fine. Of course. Um, you should be in classes too. You really didn't have to stay either."
"Don't worry about it," he began. "I have a lot of unpacking to do, so I wouldn't have gone to classes anyway. Besides, somebody had to stay here. You seemed very upset last night, we were all worried."
She sat up in the couch, her cheeks a little red from embarrassment. She couldn't believe that he had already seen her in tears two times. "Logan, I mean, you have only known me for less than three days…" She shook her head and sighed heavily. "I know it probably doesn't seem like it but I am capable of taking care of myself."
Logan raised his eyebrows. "Why would that be hard to believe?"
"Oh you know, considering you have seen me crying twice in less than three days. One of the times I even broke down so you had to carry me. Doesn't really sound like Ms Independent to me," she joked.
"I'm sure you've just had a bad few days. Anyway, we would like to know though, what made you so upset. We didn't really know what to do. Me, Finn and Colin is usually pretty dumbfound in situations like these. Luckily we had Steph there to help us out."
"Yeah, she is good at those things. Finn and Colin not so much, but at least they try." She looked up at him with a too innocent expression. "And you didn't seem to be doing so bad yesterday," she whispered.
A smile appeared on his face, an almost too sweet smile. "Well, that's good to know. Now, are you planning on answering the question or avoid it with more sweet-talk? Trust me, I love it and it would be greatly appreciated in every other situation but if I doesn't know what made you so upset when Finn, Colin and Steph comes home, there will be a lot of ass-kicking and I will not be the one doing it."
"Wow for a guy you sure can ramble," she answered, once again avoiding the question.
"Rory… Come on, we are all worried. Finn, Colin, Steph and I. And I know that we haven't known each other for long, but it doesn't matter. Obviously you are a close friend to Finn, Steph and on occasions Colin, who are all close friends of mine, which make you also a close friend of mine."
She sighed again and ran a hand through her messy hair. "Logan, it's a private thing. Private as in personal as in 'I don't want to talk about it'."
He nodded his head, seeming to understand. "Okay, well, do you want me to call your mother? Oh no, Finn mentioned that she was on vacation or something. What about your dad? I could-"
"No!" she quickly answered, earning a weird look from Logan. "I mean, no, I'll be fine."
Logan looked at her and saw the way she avoided his eyes. Suddenly playing with her hands seemed very interesting. That was when it hit him. "Oh my God. It was him!"
Rory bit her lip softly. "What are you talking about? And what was it exactly that you didn't understand by 'I don't want to talk about it'?"
"He was the one who called, wasn't he?" he asked, choosing to ignore her other comment. "It's your dad who got you so upset, isn't it?" Logan asked again.
"Of course not, don't be ridiculous," Rory dismissed, but Logan glared at her, obviously not believing her.
"Rory…."
She let out a sight. "Fine. Yes, it was my father. My loving father called me," she finally admitted.
"What did he say?"
"Oh nothing out of the ordinary." Her voice was filled with sarcastic as were the smile that lingered on her lips.
"What did he say?" Logan repeated.
"Really, it was nothing special. It was just another one of his drunken calls."
Logan raised his eyebrow. "Drunken calls?"
"Yeah, apparently alcohol has become my father's best friend. Every now and then he calls me, only when he is drunk of course, and tells me how sorry he is for missing out of so many years of my life. He apologizes for all his mistakes, for every promise he had broken and promises me that he will come to my birthday party or come around at Christmas time. I get my hopes up, but he never shows. When the alcohols wears off he had forgotten about me and all that matters is his new wife, Jeanette and his perfect daughter, Angela."
Logan listened to her interest and felt himself feeling sorry for her. His family was far from perfect but hers seemed even worse. "So what exactly did he call about yesterday?"
"He called to tell me that he was so sorry about missing my last birthday party but he would be sure to come to my twentieth birthday party next month." She paused and went back to playing with her hands. "How sad is it that it takes him almost a whole year to call me and apologize?" She got up from the couch and began pacing the room. "And the worst part is that my mother still can't see who he really is. She actually believe that it isn't his fault that he is always screwing up, he just lives a very stressed out life. Does that make any sense to you? If it isn't his fault then whose is it?" She shook her head and closed her eyes irritated. "Because of him, me and my mother are drifting apart, and she still can't see it. Maybe she just won't see it." She turned to Logan and suddenly looked a little embarrassed. "You probably think I am pathetic. I mean, breaking down because your father calls you-"
"Of course not," Logan cut her off. "I understand why you would be upset. And… I'm sorry," he said sincerely.
She looked a little relieved. "Hey, it's not your fault. I just had it. Every time he calls I hope and pray that it will be different, but it never is. It is always the same routine, the same speech about his mistakes and how sorry he is… And yesterday I sort of just freaked. Being hungover probably didn't help either."
Logan nodded understanding. "I bet it didn't. So what did you say to him?"
"The usual thing, 'yeah sure dad. I'm looking forward to seeing you. No, it is okay, you are busy. I understand'," she said robot-alike, word by word. "I mean, what I really wanted to say was 'no dad, it is not okay. Don't come, just go screw yourself. Don't make false promises, because it helps neither of us. You know you won't be coming and I know it'. I just can't say it. I can't say that to my dad."
Logan stood up from the couch and walked over to her, rapping an arm around her waist. "If it makes you feel any better I don't have a great relationship with my father either."
"Why?" Rory asked and looked up into his eyes.
He shrugged. "He wants me to be someone I am not. He wants me to be like him. Intelligent, aggressive and cold as ice. 'Emotions are no good son. It will only show how weak you are, and we, the Huntzbergers, do not show our weakness! The Huntzbergers do not have weaknesses!'", he said, pretending to be his father.
"Wow, he sound intense…"
"More like just tense," Logan said with a smile.
"So we agree on one thing, fathers suck!"
Logan held up his hands. "No argument from me there," he joked as they once again sat down on the couch. "Anyway, do you want to talk about it some more or…?"
"I think I'll just change the subject smoothly and we'll keep this between us, okay? I mean, yeah, I'll tell Finn and the others, but let's just keep the details between us? I don't really want to tell them how screwed up my life actually is."
"Trust me, their lives aren't any better."
"I know, but-"
"Don't worry. You've got it. It stays between us. Kind of like our little secret," he smirked.
She gave him a thank-you smile. "Okay, changing the subject smoothly, what time is it?"
Logan checked his watch. "About 12 am," he answered.
"Wow, I slept like 18-20 hours straight. I guess that'll happen when you are hungover and just had an emotional breakdown."
Logan laughed softly and shook his head. "Speaking of, Colin and Steph bought some tacos. Said they were necessary when you have a hungover Rory Gilmore," he said as he got up and went to the kitchen and came back with a small bag.
Rory quickly snatched the bag out from his hands. "Ah, Colin and Stephanie are Gods! Remind me to make them an alter later."
"Sure, as long as there is no alter for Finn. His ego is big enough as it is, an alter with pictures, crosses and candle lights will only make it bigger," he joked and winked at her. "If it can get any bigger."
"Yeah, Finn is the only one with a big ego." She rolled her eyes and began eating a cold taco.
He looked at her with mock surprise and hurt. "I may have a big ego, but unlike Finn I have a reason for it. After all, I am extremely smart, handsome, funny, interesting, sexy, charming, irresistible-"
"Okay, I think I get it," Rory cut him off. "You are the sexiest man to walk the face of earth, God's gift to women, the complete package, every woman's dream…"
"Huh, another thing we agree on besides the 'suckiness' of fathers." He flashed his killer smile.
Rory gave him a strange look. "And he thinks so highly of himself that he even invents his own words. I'm sorry, suckiness?"
"Seemed appropriated," Logan said shrugging.
"Right… Now if you can get your head out of your ass, we could figure out what to do."
"What to do?" Logan questioned and let her past comment slip.
"We have a whole day ahead of us, and even though I find joking around with you very stimulating not to talk about fun and exciting, I need to do something."
"Restless?"
"A bit."
"Well, thank God I am here then! Let's see… We could continue our little game that was rudely interrupted yesterday?"
"Twenty Questions?" Logan nodded. "Sorry, I think we have bonded enough for one day."
"I'm hurt," he answered. "Hmm… Watch a movie?"
She crocked an eyebrow. "What movie?"
"What movie do you want to watch?"
"Something that doesn't include blood, guns, someone dying or being shot… Something mock-able, something ridiculous, something… Something like 'Glitter'!"
Logan let out a laugh and looked at her unbelieving. "Sorry, Gilmore, but neither me, Finn or Colin are gay, though we sometimes wonder about Finn," he added which caused Rory to smile. "Unfortunately we do not own 'Glitter' and there is no way in hell that you'll get me to rest that movie. Someone could see me!" he said dramatic. "And if I am correct, I do think a gun appears in the film."
"Fine, 'Glitter' is out," she pouted. "What do you have?"
"You mean besides something that doesn't involve blood, guns, someone dying or being shot? The selection is very slim, very very slim. Unless you want to see some of Finn and Colin's porno films?" He raised an eyebrow and smiled amused when Rory wrinkled her nose.
"No thank you!" she quickly protested. "All right, if you have nothing mock-able then we must find something else. How about a cartoon?"
He stared at her for a moment, then got up and picked up a movie. He turned to her, showed her the movie and looked questioning at her.
"Perfect!" she exclaimed and clapped her hands mockingly. "I love 'Finding Nemo'!"
"Get a grip there," Logan teased.
"Shove it," she warned with a smile. "Now get that butt of yours in gear and go change," she told him and pointed to his room.
"What? Why?"
"You can't enjoy a movie properly if you aren't in your nightwear. So Huntzberger, go change into whatever you wear at night and then come out here, so we can get this show on the road." She saw him opening his mouth but cut him off. "And if you should be any chance wear what Finn wears at night-"
"Shouldn't you say does not wear?"
Rory rolled her eyes. "Anyway, if that should be the case, please just wear something. I don't care if it is Winnie the Pooh boxers or whatever, just wear something."
Logan gave her a nod and walked to his room. Before he opened the door he turned around again and faced her. "And you are sure you are up for this?" he asked gently. "You don't want to be alone or anything?"
She shook her head. "No, I think a movie would go me some good. Take my mind of my father..." She smiled, but suddenly came to think of something. "Of course unless you don't want to, then I can-"
"Hey!" he cut her off. "I love 'Finding Nemo', no way would I pass an opportunity like this one." He smirked and disappeared into his room as she herself got up and went to find one of her pyjama's in Finn's closet.
She couldn't help but think that it was strange how an almost stranger could make her forget about all her problems. Maybe being friends with Logan Huntzberger wouldn't be so bad…
A/N: So I know Rory may have overreacted, but originally I wanted it to be Dean who called, but then I changed my mind. I wanted to do something different then the whole jealous jackass ex-boyfriend thing, but I still didn't want to make it so serious that someone had died… Anyway, hope it didn't seem totally stupid. Lol.
