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Chapter 3: The morning after
The morning after Rory Gilmore woke up to the feeling of someone breathing on her neck. It took her a minute or two to open her eyes, but when she did, she couldn't help but frown.
In Jason's room, on his bed, laid her, Logan, Steph and Colin, all in their clothes from the night before. Logan laid straight on his back, his arms rapped around her petite body, while her head laid on his warm chest. Steph laid on her other side, her head resting on Rory's shoulder, her breathing tickling her neck, while Colin was spooning with her, his and Steph's legs entangled, as his arms were rapped around the blonde's small frame. All had smiles on their faces.
Suddenly feeling a terrible headache coming on, Rory sighed and tried to get up without waking her friends, but both Logan and Steph began to stir. Colin was still sleeping peacefully.
"Rory?" Steph asked in a groggy voice, her eyes still closed.
Rory nodded her head but quickly regretted it and grabbed her head in pain. "My God, you have no idea how I feel."
"Like someone has hit you in the head with a huge rock a million times until everything became kind of blurry and double?" Steph guessed.
The brunette gave her a blank look. "That may be exactly how I feel."
Logan shook his head at the two girls and brought Rory closer to him. For a moment all four laid there in silence until something suddenly entered Rory's mind.
"Where the hell is Jase?"
Logan winced painfully. "Not so loud Ror," he begged and closed his eyes.
Rory rolled her eyes quickly and got up. Walking out to the common room she looked around to see if she could find her brother.
"Jase?" she asked as loud as her head would let her, but got no response. Frowning she went to the bathroom, but no one was there either.
"Maybe Finn is here," she whispered to herself and was about to open his door, when she thought better of it. Finn seemed like the type who liked to bring women back to his dorm and she wouldn't take the chance of seeing his naked butt.
She quickly knocked and peeked her head in, when no one answered. But the room was empty; the bed hadn't even been touched.
Shrugging it off, she went back to the others.
"Isn't it kind of weird that everyone is here, besides the two people who actually live here?" she asked as she stood by the bed.
Steph simply groaned and rolled over, almost lying on top of the still sleeping Colin, as she fell asleep again.
"That's a maybe?" Rory joked.
"Finn probably spent the night with some girl, redhead if he's lucky, and it wouldn't surprise me if Jason is already up, buying breakfast or something." Logan jerked his shoulders indifferently and pulled Rory down again.
She made herself comfortable, a smile playing on her lips. "Since when did Jason become such a good drunk? He used to be just as horrible as me!"
"Since he found out that girls don't like drunk assholes," Logan said dryly.
"Oh," Rory said with mock surprise. They both fell in to silence before Rory spoke up again. "You know what would be so good right now?"
"Aspirin?"
"No," she said slowly and gave him her sweetest smile. "Coffee. Lots and lots of coffee."
"And you want me to make it for you?" he guessed.
"Or buy it, whatever," she said and shrugged. "After all, you did kind of get me drunk, so now you must be my slave for the day."
"Does that involve something dirty?" he asked with a grin.
"No."
"Then my answer is no too. Besides, I didn't force you to play and it is not my fault that the youngest Gilmore is very experience."
She pouted cutely. "You are mean," she told him and stuck out her tongue at him.
"Yesterday I was a sweetheart."
She looked at him frowning.
"And very cute. Not to talk about hot." He was grinning like an idiot.
"I said that?" she asked and prayed to God he was lying. Otherwise she was never drinking again.
"You said that," he assured her. "And not only once, three times actually. Seemed like you had to stop yourself from screaming it out loud."
"It was the alcohol talking."
"Didn't someone say that alcohol is a truth serum? You can only trust small children and drunk people?" Logan raised an eyebrow.
"They probably did, but can't we choose to ignore it?" She raised an eyebrow herself.
He seemed to think for a few seconds. "Nah."
Rory let out a groan. "If it weren't because I am 99 percent sure that you can kick Jason's ass, I would sick him on you," she promised.
He smiled charmingly. "So, why this big obsession with coffee anyway? I don't get what is so great about it. Sure, it tastes fine-"
"-Fine!" Rory cut him off and shook her head eagerly. "Coffee does not taste fine, coffee tastes amazing, wonderful, fabulous! There is nothing better than waking up a Sunday morning to the smell of fresh-made black coffee."
Logan looked amazed at her. "My God, you almost look high just by thinking of coffee."
Rory smirked, a dreamy look on her face. "I love coffee," she stated simply. "And I would totally love you forever and ever if you got me some coffee right now."
"Forever and ever?"
"And ever!"
He sighed mockingly, then nodded his head slowly. "Fine, but you owe me big time! Wherever, whenever I need a favour, you are there!"
"Doesn't that kind of make me your slave?" Rory asked.
Logan got up from the bed and looked back at her. "I guess it does," he said and paused. "And I won't promise that doesn't involve something dirty."
Rory narrowed her eyes and quickly threw a pillow after him as the blonde, grinning like a maniac, ran out of the bedroom.
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While Logan was getting her much needed coffee, Rory decided to take a shower.
Steph and Colin had woken up just a few minutes after Logan left and were apparently real happy to see each other or else they were just real horny. Either way, Rory had quickly escaped the bedroom, her eyes shut as she made disgusted noises.
Just as she was enjoying the feeling of the warm water meeting her cold body, she heard the sound of her cell ringing.
"Damn," she muttered to herself as she turned off the water and got out of the shower-cabernet. Quickly she grabbed a towel and rapped it around her body and almost ran out the bathroom.
"Damn Molly! Don't you know I'm hung over?" she mumbled but stopped suddenly as she saw Logan standing in front of her, two big coffees in his hands.
"Um…" he stuttered as he couldn't help but look down at her.
She was wearing nothing but a small red towel that started just above her breasts and ended mid thigh. It certainly didn't leave much to imagination.
Rory's eyes widened as she automatically grabbed the towel and tried to stretch it, unfortunately without any luck. "Logan… You are back."
"Yeah…" He held up the two coffees. "I got them."
She nodded and was about to say something when the ringing off her phone interrupted her. Sending him a faint smile she grabbed the phone, that laid on the coffee table. "I'll just..." she trailed off and pointed to the phone.
"Sure," he said as he walked over to the couch and laid down.
Rory quickly flipped the phone open. "What?" she asked annoyed.
"Is that any way to talk to your grandmother?"
Rory's eyes quickly widened as she heard who the person on the other end were. "Grandma!" she said surprised. "No, I didn't mean to-"
"-You do not answer your phone that way!" Emily interrupted her granddaughter.
"Yes, I mean no, of course not."
"That was very rude, not even saying your name and that tone!"
She briefly closed her eyes and mentally slapped herself. "Yes, very rude, bad tone. I know. I sincerely apologize-"
Emily's harsh voice cut her off again. "-You can make it up to me by coming to a party next Friday. The ladies from the DAR are coming, so I want to show off my grandchildren."
"What?" Rory said making sure she had heard right. "Friday? But grandma, Friday night dinner-"
"-Is cancelled. Friday night at 8 o'clock. Wear something suitable, not any of those net-things you wear. A nice long dress, you will look so pretty." Rory wore she could almost see her grandmother smiling dreamily.
Rory smiled tightly. "Okay grandma, something suitable. And Jason?"
"Jason must come too, you will let him know. I have the most wonderful suit for him, a classic black-"
"-Grandma, I think Jason already has a suit, sooo…"
"Fine," Emily said with a sight. "As long as he looks handsome. Friday night at 8 o'clock, wear something suitable."
"Something suitable, of course, got ya," Rory said with a quick nod. "Okay, see you later-"
"-Suitable, remember. Bye Rory and say hi to your brother."
"Suitable yes. Bye grandma." With that she hung up and let out a deep groan.
"So you have been forced too, huh?"
Rory jumped slightly and turned around as she heard Logan's voice. "My God, I totally forgot about you."
"Don't I feel special," Logan said dryly but with a smile on his face. "So Emily Gilmore's fancy party, huh? You are going to be a wild girl, partying two weekends in a row."
"Somehow I doubt Friday will as yesterday's party was."
"I don't know about that. There will be a lot of guys trying to sweet-talk you, there will be a lot of weird-looking food, and in the end of the night you will be drunk out of your mind." Logan shrugged indifferently. "Seems kind of alike to me."
She shook her head laughing. "Maybe you are right."
"I always am." He gave her a smile before looking at her outfit again. "Sooo, nice towel."
She looked down at herself, she had completely forgotten about her 'missing' clothes. "Yes, great quality, soft fabric," she joked. "You know, I was kind of surprised you didn't come with some dirty comment. Almost like a different Logan."
"Well babe," Logan said and smirked. "If you only knew what was going on in my head."
"And old perverted Logan Huntzberger is back." Rory rolled her eyes teasingly. "Well, I better go get dressed before you start hitting on me and suggest we find an elevator somewhere."
"Good idea."
A few minutes later Rory came out of the bathroom, dressed in a pair of ¾ pants and a black 'Fallout Boy' T-shirt. "My God, I'm glad I left some clothes here."
Logan smiled and took a look at the shirt and smiled approving. "Nice," he said.
"You listen to Fallout Boy?" Rory asked surprised.
"Do I listen to good music? Yes," he deadpanned, causing the brunette to roll her eyes. "So I have a question for you."
Rory grabbed her coffee and took a sip of it as she sat down on the couch. "Ask away."
"Molly?"
Rory drew her eyebrows together in confusion.
"You said 'damn Molly' when you came-"
"-Oh!" she said, suddenly understanding what he meant. "Molly is my phone."
"Your phone? You named your phone? You named your phone Molly?" he asked, for some reason hoping he had misunderstood.
Rory simply nodded her head. "My amazing new coffee-maker is Bill. And my stereo is Johnny, though I simply call him John."
Logan laughed out loud. "My God Rory Gilmore, you are a weird but fascinating girl."
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A/N: I hope you liked the chapter. Also I have a question. Do any of you know when it's Rory's birthday. And I mean the character, not Alexis. Lol. I'm not sure it was ever really mentioned, but if it was, please let me know.