A/N: if i begged you guys would probably still not forgive me for making you wait so long but having a virus on your computer and then it crashing usually leads to some lack writting but now that I have no school and my laptop back it means weekly updates so cheer for that. Enjoy the chapter.

Don't stand, don't stand so

Don't stand so close to me

"What happened?" Logan asked after she had changed from her wet clothes into one of his T-shirts and boxers, they were currently sitting on the couch Rory clinging on to him.

"I don't know." She answered truthfully the whole Jess issue had finally hit a road block and their friendship seemed to have shattered. No she didn't love him quite like he wanted her too, but she had thought their friendship could survive everything. They had been friends since they were little, they had survived so many other things, how was it that this had broken them so easily? She hugged Logan closer to her happy to have someone that would just hold her.

"Was it that boy?" She remembered the incident that had spurred Logan on in the morning, and though she could tell he tried to hide it she noticed the bitterness that came with the word boy. She smiled a bit at that.

"You know he is the same age as me, right?" She said as she turned to look at him.

"Yeah well… still he's a punk." She laughed as he said this.

"Yeah he is but still he was my best friend, besides Paris who's more like my sister anyways."

"Was?" He asked catching on to the past tense she used.

"Apparently, I'm a bitch because I used him, but I didn't, well I did but it was understood what we were what we couldn't be. At least I thought he understood, I knew he wanted more I just couldn't give it to him." It felt weird talking to Logan about her problems with Jess but it was nice having him there to talk to, not trying to seduce him or anything just being able to talk, actually talk to someone for once.

"Oh I see the whole friends with benefits blew up in your face didn't it?" He asked with the look of knowledge.

"So it's a 'you been there done that' kind of thing?" She asked with a smile.

"Yeah and let me tell you they all end like that no matter how close of friends you guys were or how much you promised each other it would end amicably. It never does because someone--mind you usually the girl--ends up getting attached or their heart gets too involved and then everything just… well sucks."

"Yeah basically." She said somberly as she reflected on how that just summed everything up.

"Did you love him?" His question caught her off guard but it was simple to answer.

"No, not like he wanted, not like he deserved, not like I probably should have." They spent a few moments in silence.

"There was this girl named Alice I was in my third year of college, studying hard but never once missing a chance to party. There was this party I went to, she was like a wallflower only speaking to those she really knew or just observing the party but not really in it. I don't what made me go up and talk to her she was different than most girls I had been with, sure she was blonde but she was mostly just plain. I ended up talking to her for hours she was shy and nice. I thought, I don't know that she was special, in a new way. She ended up loving me, in such a different manner she wanted me for me and I liked it, she was modest didn't accept extravagant gifts and it was nice. I spent a year with her learning to be an actual boyfriend but then I realized that though I cared about her I didn't love I didn't ever really fall in love with her. And it hurt me as much as it hurt her I thought that I found the one only to find that I could not love her, I'm not sure why and I wished I could have but I didn't." She looked into his eyes to see the past resurface and relive itself within his mind, after a moment he shook his head and released himself from the demons that haunted him.

"What I'm trying to say is that you can't chose who to love or what form you love them in, it just either happens or it doesn't." She hugged him tighter.

"I like this, just this, being able to lay here with you." She said into his chest.

"Without trying to take off my pants?" He asked with a laugh, and her giggles were muffled by his shirt.

"Yeah well we can do that tomorrow, can we just lay here for tonight? Just like this?" She asked him looking straight into his eyes, blue met brown and it was incredible.

"We can but maybe we should move to the bed so you can be more comfortable. I swear I won't try anything." He said with his hands in the air.

"Hmm. I think that should be my line, so I promise too."

"Come on." He said getting up and leading her to his room.

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Rory thanked whoever happened to be the higher being for it being a blocked schedule day meaning she nor Logan had morning classes. She was just too comfortable, the blue comforter was currently being used as a cocoon for her and a very sexy blonde who was still fast asleep. She had awoken clinging to him and he to her. It was an odd experience waking up to someone and instead of remembering something out of the Kama Sutra she remembered conversing with him and opening her heart up to him. She loved that he had done the same. She had been analyzing him for a near ten minutes when his eyelids opened. She gave him a smile as he kissed her forehead.

"How long have you been up?" He asked as he shifted closer to her.

"Just a few minutes. Thank you." He looked at her quizzically. "For yesterday for just talking."

"I think it helped us both to understand each other better and actually open up for once." He said interlacing their fingers.

"I.. I think I'm falling in love with you." She confessed this quietly as she looked at their uniting hands. It was the kind of confession spoken in the intimacy of the early morning the kind where the nights promises were not broken. She chanced a glance at him at saw him staring deeply into her eyes.

"I think so too." That was all she needed to hear for this(what ever they had) to evolve, it was no longer a promiscuous student trying to attain the attention of her young teacher, it was something that neither of them had experienced and that scared them but excited both to no end.

"Coffee?" He asked with a simple chaste kiss to her lips, she nodded her head and he left the cocoon, she stayed behind relishing the feelings that were rushing through her, she wondered if this is what you were supposed to feel in every relationship? As she pondered she couldn't help but let a sly seductive smirk grace her features, no Mr. Huntzberger would no longer demand she not stand so close to him.

A/N: It's bit different than past chapters so I don't what you guys will think of it, like it hate it? Tell me, constructive criticism is not only welcomed but enjoyed!