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Chapter 17: The way we deal

He had to stop himself from turning around and begging her to forget the whole thing, to just pretend like everything was fine. But he couldn't, wouldn't. He had his pride and right know that seemed like the only thing he had left. Beside, a part of him wasn't sure if that was what he wanted. To go back to the way it was before, to go back to the string-less relationship they had. Maybe, maybe, he actually wanted to be with her?

Either way, he was going to keep his mouth shut. He did have his pride, and he wasn't going to act like some lovesick teenager, just because a girl told him there was no feelings attach. That was how it was meant to be, that was how all his other relationships had been. Sex, sex, a little more sex and definitely no emotions. But still, her words had stung, they still did, actually.

He had known from the beginning, the first time he saw her looking oh so confidence and sassy, that she was different from other girls. He just didn't understand how much, until it was too late. Not until he had that weird feeling in his stomach every time he saw her, felt her… Heck, even just speaking with her on the phone could make his day.

But now, it seemed like it was all over. Apparently she didn't experience that feeling. He was just a friend, that she occasionally had sex with. Maybe if could just as well had been Finn or Colin instead of him. Maybe he had just been lucky?

At that thought, he became even more depressed. He began walking faster, just wanted to get as far away from her as he could. He just wanted to forget everything about her: Her beautiful smooth skin that was flawless and perfect in any way, her blue eyes that shone like stars shimmering in the night, her dark hair that almost felt like silk on his hand when he was running his fingers through it, and her petite red-painted lips that felt soooo good on his…

He just wanted to forget it all.

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Meanwhile:

She stood out in the hall for a few minutes, silently cursing herself.

He had looked and sounded so hurt, and she just wanted to take back everything she had said. She hadn't meant to sound so cruel, really, all she wanted was an explanation. But then the picture of him with the beautiful blonde, holdings hands and smiling happily to each other, appeared in her head and her jealousy came back. When he then made that comment about 'people to do', she finally snapped. All this stuff came out of her mouth and she didn't even mean any of it. It had become clear to her, that they weren't just friends with benefits.

She shook her head sadly and leaned against the wall. She didn't want to go back inside, honestly just wanting to be alone. She had just made a huge mistake, and not even Tristan could make it right. No one could. She had to face it, she had screwed up big time.

After about five minutes, the door behind her opened and a head stuck out.

"Mare?" Tristan asked, looking at her back. "What are you doing? Aren't you freezing?"

She didn't respond, only sniffed a little. She knew that before long she would be crying, but she really didn't want to do it in front of Tristan. She would just upset him, and if Tristan hadn't changed, he would probably hunt Logan down, before she even had a chance to explain everything.

"Rory, is something wrong?"

Still she said nothing, and Tristan became more worried.

"Did he hurt you?" he asked her slowly, ignoring the fact that she was shaking her head. "That bastard. I'll kill him."

Finally she cracked and a quiet sob escaped her. She kept her back to him as tears began running down her cheeks, creating a trail of black mascara.

"Oh Rory. Mare, don't cry," he said, his voice suddenly sad. He turned her around and looked sadly at her, before engaged her in a big hug. "Come on, let's get inside and we can talk about this."

She shook her head fiercely. "I don't want to talk about it," she said, repeating it over and over again as Tristan got her inside.

"It's make you feel better," Tristan urged on.

"All right." Her voice was sarcastic as she continued. "I just ruined everything. I just pushed away this absolutely great guy, that could possibly be the one for me, and all because I was jealous and afraid."

"Wow."

Rory smiled. "You are right, now I just feeling peachy," she said sarcastically. She tried to keep the smile on her face, but gave up after a few seconds and began crying again.

Tristan immediately went over to her and wrapped his arms around her. "Shhh, Mary. It'll be all right. It will all be all right."

She shook her head. "No. No, it won't."

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Logan awoke late the next morning, feeling lousy.

Like any teenage boy with love trouble, Logan's solution was getting shitfaced. So within an hour he had called his three best friends, only Colin and Finn answering though, but they had met up at the pub. Apparently they hadn't been low on alcohol. That must he could figure out from the nauseous and lousiness he was feeling. To be more correct, his head felt like big elephants were jumping on it and he felt as if he could throw up any time.

For a moment or two he debated whether to stay in bed or get up, but decided that he had to get up and face his problems.

Just as he was about to get up, the door opened and a crappy looking Colin appeared. He was wearing nothing but his shirt from last night and a pair of Pippi Longstocking night pants, that Logan couldn't help but wonder where came from.

"Huntz," Colin said as he gave his friend a small nod. He dropped himself in Logan's armchair and closed his eyes for a moment. "What's up?"

He eyed him for a moment. "Nothing," he answered. "Now, what the hell are you doing in my room?"

The brunette boy shrugged nonchalant. "Felt like blessing you with my wonderful presence?"

"How nice of you," Logan answered dryly. "Now, get the hell out of here."

Colin sighed, but didn't move. "I feel like shit."

"Look like it too, mate," a new slightly perkier voice said. "But that's nothing new."

Logan looked and groaned as his eyes landed on Finn. Surprisingly he was looking the best of the three, his clothes were messy but it looked like he had actually managed to comb his hair.

"What the hell are you doing here? You do realize you don't live here, right?" Logan asked.

Colin shook his head. "Better question, what the hell are you doing up?"

Finn just smiled brightly and shrugged. "Now, aren't you two bloody boring! But to answer your question, my friend, you so kindly offered me to stay. Actually you were even such a sweetheart that you let me crash on the floor," he said sarcastically to Logan and rubbed his neck slowly. "By the way, thanks for that, mate."

"You are welcome. Now get out."

"You are not in a people mood, are you?" Colin asked.

Logan just shut him a look and Finn quickly began chattering again. "The answer to your question, my dearest friend Colin, is quite simply: Never really went to sleep, mate! I tried, but I just couldn't!"

Both Colin and Logan looked amazed at him, then at each other and back to him.

"Finn? Come over here," Colin ordered.

Finn frowned but did as told. His frown deepened as Colin pulled his face down to his. "Colin. Buddy. You are freaking me out."

Colin ignored. "Are you on something?" he asked slowly, his eyes narrowing, as he studied Finn's emerald eyes. "Why the hell aren't you sleepy?!"

The Aussie moved away and once again smiled. "Easy. I'm not such a wuss, as you two are. Now, grow some balls and get up! I'm feeling an alcohol crises coming on."

Logan glared at him, while Colin shook his head.

"It's-" Colin quickly checked his watch. "-2 in the afternoon."

"And it's such a beautiful day. No sun, I'm telling you!" Finn said, his voice unbelievable happy. "Oh come on! I really don't want to be here, Lisa has been calling non stop this morning, and the sound freaks me out. It's.. ringly?"

Logan's head immediately snapped up at the name. Suddenly his thoughts went back to last night and he let out a quiet groan.

"Lisa?" Colin asked frowning. "Who the hell is that? One of your clingy girls?" he asked Logan.

Before he even had a chance to answer, Finn spoke up. "No, she's just a friend. Met her last night at a café, where her and Huntz were sitting, holding hands. Such a sweet picture, I'm telling you." He smiled at Logan, who was looking rather pissed off. "But Logan here keeps telling us, they aren't together. Should we believe him?"

"Hmm. A girl. Blonde?"

"The blondest," Finn nodded his head.

Colin grinned. "There's no way in hell Logan isn't banging that, then."

Logan was quickly turned from being pissed off to being very pissed off. "Would you two losers shut up? She's a friend, you know like Steph and Rosemary. I feel the same way about them, as I do for her."

Colin's grin just widened. "You are doing her."

"Of course you wouldn't understand, after all you are both hung up on girls that will never be with you."

Colin's grin immediately disappeared and Finn began frowning.

"Rosemary has made it perfectly clear that she doesn't want to be with you Finn. Maybe you should just give up? I mean, after having asked her out hundred of times and always getting rejected, could it be that she actually just don't want to be with you?" he said in a obvious voice. "And Colin, while you are running around pining for Stephanie, she is off flirting with some guy, if not doing other things. You are just one of the many."

Just as his words registered in his mind, he regretted them immediately. He looked up at his two friends with a somewhat sad smile, but neither said anything. Colin and Finn were silently wondering if Logan could be right, and Logan's mind was once again back to last night.

Suddenly Finn looked up, looking a little offended. "I'll have you know that Rosemary once told me she thought I was cute!" he said, his voice having a serious tone. After a few seconds his expression changed and he crashed a smile.

"So you really aren't doing her?" Colin asked, ignoring Logan's little rant. When Logan shook his head, Colin still couldn't help but looked a little surprised. "Damn, Why?" he asked. "Is she a dog?" he added, making a disgusted noise.

"Definitely not!" Fin told him.

"Like I say," Logan began. "She's a friend. Kind of like a sister."

"Huh." Colin nodded his head. "No, I still don't get it."

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She woke up to the sound of someone calling her name. For a moment she wasn't sure whether or not to open her eyes, but as she recognized the voice, she had her answer.

"Gilmore."

A new softer voice was heard. "Mary? Wake up."

"Lorelai Gilmore!"

"Rory?"

Suddenly someone gripped her arm, shaking it slightly. "Gilmore!"

"Don't hurt her!"

"Oh, relax. She's not made of glass."

"Whatever. Mare, come on-"

Finally someone let out a groan. "For God's sake, open those freaking eyes, Gilmore!"

Rory cracked an eye open, but immediately closed it again as she saw Tristan and Paris hovering over her, Tristan with a worried expression on his face and Paris looking pissed off.

"Well," Paris began. "At least we know she's not dead."

Tristan rolled his eyes. "Come on, open your eyes Mary. This isn't funny."

Sighing, she opened both of her eyes. "What? Can a girl just sleep?"

"Normally a girl can, but normally a girl would wake up after being shaken for five minutes, too." Paris gave her a look. "Pretty boy was afraid you had killed yourself or something."

"Paris!" Tristan said. "That's not true."

"Then why the hell did you call me?" The blonde female shook her head. "I'll go, you deal with her."

"Thanks for being such a great friend Paris," Tristan said sarcastically.

"You're welcome!" The blonde yelled as she walked out the door and slapped it shut on her way.

"What a lovely way to wake up," Rory said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Now, do you mind telling me why exactly it is that I can't sleep for a while longer?"

The blonde have her a smile. "I just needed to know that you were okay."

Rory rolled her eyes. "I'm fine."

"You are?"

"Of course," she said, sounding a bit unsure. "I mean, we weren't even really together. Why should I care much?"

Tristan couldn't help but frown. "You seemed awfully upset last night, but now you don't care?"

"Can we just not talk about it?" she asked, getting out of bed. She walked over to her dresser and pulled out some casual clothes. "I need coffee, my head is hurting like hell."

"All right," he said nodding his head, deciding to drop it for now. "Want me to make some for you?"

She shook her head. "Nah, I know this great place Log-" she stopped herself and instead just shook her head again. "No. Let's go out."

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"I can not can not believe it! How can they do something like that? It is absolutely outrageous!"

Logan rolled his eyes. "What did you expect Finn?"

"They can not ban me from my favourite pub! That is just bloody wrong, don't you think so mates? Bloody wrong!" Finn rambled on.

"Finn, you were stripping on the bar. Now, normally that would be hot. You know, if you were a girl and not a hairy Australian!" Jason said.

After deciding to do out, Logan, Colin and Finn had called Jason. The foursome had gone to the pub, but due to some inappropriate behaviour from Finn's side, they had all been banned for today.

"I still think it's wrong," Finn said, pouting slightly. "I mean, I am an attractive guy, they should be lucky to see me naked! People would pay money for that."

His three friends just shook their heads.

"Really?"

"Yes!"

Jason just shot him a look. "If you say so."

"I do say so. If you should pick, who would you rather see naked? Me or Colin?"

Colin, who had basically been ignoring the, looked up as he heard his name. The three of them quickly began arguing, while Logan just shook his head at them, walking behind them.

They hadn't been walking long, when something suddenly caught his eye. He stopped walking and stared straight ahead at the brunette a few feet away from him.

"Logan," Colin said as he walked over to his friend, leaving Jason and Finn walking ahead of them. "You don't think Finn is prettier than me, do you? That is j-"

He stopped talking as he noticed that Logan wasn't paying any attention to him. Instead his eyes ere focused on something else.

"Logan?" he asked, making the blonde look at him for a short moment.

Colin frowned and followed his gaze and gasped slightly as he saw it was Rory, he was looking intensely at. He looked between the two of them, before finally setting his gaze on Logan. Suddenly it all made sense.

"Oh," was all he could say.

Logan nodded his head sadly. "Yeah."

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A/N: I thought you might would like to see what Logan is feeling, so therefore this chapter. Lol. This was basically a filler, but I hope you enjoyed it anyway.