Hi everybody! I really wanna thank you for your reviews! It' always nice to read them!
Then I wanted to say that I'm really sorry if I make many mistakes but English isn't my first language and I try my best not to make to much spelling or grammar mistakes. And if I use words that are strange or doesn't fit then it isn't my fault but my dictionaries' !
The whole situation with Rory and Logan will be explained during the story so I will not give you any background information.
I hope you enjoy reading my story and please keep the reviews coming!!!
By the way, the rating is for later chapters!
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I spent the weekend with work. I don't mind working at my weekends if Ally isn't around. It keeps me away from my sad thoughts and I don't feel so lonely then. I didn't really talked to anybody this weekend, just to my maid and Steph called once.
She is one of my best friends and knows that I'm lonely on weekends like this. We became really close during our college time and we still are good friends even if Logan and I aren't together any longer.
Steph was always there for both of us and so she became the godmother of Ally.
She called and wanted to go out with me, one of our famous girls nights; but I didn't wanted. I didn't feel like smiling and chatting if I'm on the inside sad.
It's now 6.45 and I am standing at my window watching the driveway. There are paparazzo's outside the gate. I hate it if they wait there. I got used to them after I started dating Logan, but Ally is still afraid if there are too many flashes.
When Logan and I split up and I was pregnant it became really worse with them. I wasn't able to go anywhere without two or three of them following me. But in the last year it became quite because there weren't any scandals.
When I was pregnant and Logan and I didn't announced our wedding it was a really big scandal. Our families tried to force us into a marriage but we didn't want to. During pregnancy it was really hard for both of us, me and Logan. But now we arranged ourselves with our lives and we managed to have some kind of routine in it.
Most of the time Ally spends with me but we try to spend as much time as possible as some kind of family or like last weekend. I really want Ally to have a good relationship to her father even if that means that I have to put my own feelings behind.
Logan and Ally arrive ten minutes later. The paparazzo become like always crazy. I open the door for Logan and Ally and she runs into my arms. I feel the flashes on my face and we shut the door as soon as possible.
When we are finally inside Ally starts to tell me about her weekend with her dad immediately. For her Logan is some kind of a hero. I listen to her explanations about a trip to the zoo while going inside the living room.
We sit down on the couch while Logan brings her bags upstairs into her room.
Ally still talks when he comes down the stairs .It is nice to have people around again. This weekend was way too lonely for my taste. Logan sends me a smile and sits down next to me.
In moments like this I feel like we really are a family. These are the moments where everything feels right.
Even if Logan and I aren't in love like we used to be he is still the one for me; he is the one with whom I wanna have a family but it is too late. We will never be together like we were back then.
Ally stops talking and smiles at me. "It sounds like a lot of fun!" I say to her. "But now you go upstairs and wash your hands, dinner will be ready soon!" I say to her. She stands up and runs up the stairs; leaving me and Logan alone in the living room.
"So it was a nice weekend?" I ask turning my attention to Logan.
"Really nice" he answers "but to short!" he smiles sadly and looks away.
I know that he misses Ally like hell if she isn't around and it hurts me because I don't want him to feel like this.
"I know" I answer.
We sit in silence for a moment both understanding the other persons thoughts like we always did. Sometimes it is scary that we know exactly what the other one thinks even after all this time.
"Wanna stay for dinner?" I ask. I like it when he stays for dinner. Even if we have awkward moments sometimes it is always nice to do things as a family.
"Sure, if you don't mind!" he answers.
"I would be really happy if you stay, you know that!" I answer.
We are separated now for around three years. When I found out that I was pregnant we already were separated. I don't know why but I still feel guilty about the whole debacle back then. We both made mistakes, that we haven't forgiven each other yet but in some way I feel like it was all my fault. All this awkwardness between us the distance and the pain is my fault and I really just have one big whish in my life: To turn back time and act different.