A/N: I own nothing... Saddly enough. Chapter is in Rory's POV. The POVs change from chapter to chapter with the character.
Chapter has been edited. (12-10-2010)
He was walking towards me and I couldn't quit smiling. When he reached me, his grin was full-fledged. I don't know what made me do it, but I hugged him. "How've you been?" He waited until I had pulled back to respond, and smiled softly at me.
"Pretty good. I'm better now though. You saved me from the most boring thing ever." He gave me a wry smile. "How about you?" And his smile and hushed tones were obviously contagious.
"Alright, I guess." He cocked one of his perfect blonde eyebrows.
"Alright? You guess? Do you need to make a quick pro/con list in your head and then get back to me?" I hit him playfully and then tried to keep a straight face.
"Don't mock the list, mister." He laughed, and it was the most wonderful thing I'd heard in a while.
"Mock you? Never!" I rolled my eyes but I couldn't quite help smiling at him.
It was then that I realized just how close we were standing. And I liked it, I wasn't supposed to like it. My heart rate sped up, considerably and then I realized that I wanted to be closer to him, I shouldn't want that! Were the hell was Logan? Wait, why did I want Logan? I chuckled nervously and took a step back.
"Want to sit?" I motioned towards the empty table we were standing beside. He cocked his head to the side and pretended to think, but only hesitated for a moment.
"Of course." He nodded again and then moved closer to me. I momentarily got lost in it, until he pulled the chair out for me to sit in. It was a mocking or forced gesture like when Logan did it, it was meant in good nature. I sat down and waiting for him to do the same before I started to talk again.
He sat down next to me, pulling his chair in close and we talked in hushed tones. I honestly think people thought we were planning a coup. We talked about my senior year at Chilton, his time at Military School (which we didn't dwell on; I knew something was very wrong there, but the reporter in me was quieted by the sensitive, shy side), my time at Yale, and his at Princeton. And then we came up into the recent. I was actually surprised that Logan hadn't come into the conversation. Not once. I knew his dating status (which was single), but he didn't know mine. And then, no sooner had I thought his name, Logan came stumbling up, and Tristan and I visibly tensed, while Logan simply laughed. But it wasn't his happy laugh, by any means. It was his bitter "how could you" laugh. I'd heard it plenty enough times to know.
I could tell Tristan was already on the defensive and I knew I had to get Logan home before something they'd regret happened. "Alright, boys, I think it's time I took you home Logan." I leaned up and kissed his cheek and then whispered in his ear, "Don't do anything either one of us will regret in the morning." The look on Logan's face was one of defeat, like he was sad that I didn't give him permission to beat the crap out of Tristan, or at least try in his drunken state.
"You're dating him?" Tristan kept his voice low, he wanted to avoid a scene as badly as I did, I suppose.
"Yeah, I was going to tell you, just then before he walked up and then… Well…" I motioned towards Logan and looked at Tristan pleadingly.
"I'll help you get him out to the car." I shook my head.
"Really, Tristan, that isn't necessary." He paused for a moment.
"Really, Rory, I don't mind." I nodded, knowing I wasn't going to win this time and let it go.
"Come on, let's get you home." I was waiting for all hell to break loose, but Logan came with me and Tristan no problem. I got him settled into the car and he passed out a moment later.
"I'm following you home." I looked at Tristan. "It's not that far out of the way, I'm sure and if it is, then I'm still going to say it's not. I'll worry about you, Mary." And then he flinched. "I'm sorry. I…" I put my finger on his lips.
"It's alright Bible Boy." I smiled up at him and he smiled fondly back at me. "It's my name for you." He shrugged then.
"I…" Again I put my finger to his lips to silence him, and I can't tell you how badly I wanted to kiss him then. "I know."
I smiled up at him again. "How about I call you when I get home?" He nodded and smiled brightly. I handed him my phone and he programmed in his number and handed me his. I smiled at him when I was done. "I'll talk to you soon." He nodded again and I turned, ready to get in to the car. He caught my wrist and spun me around and kissed my cheek. He leaned in a little further until I could feel his breath hot on my ear. "I missed you Mary." He whispered and then kissed my neck. It took everything I had to bite back a moan.
"I missed you too ET." And with that I climbed into the car and pulled out, quickly. I looked into the rearview and saw him standing there smiling and I almost stopped the car and ran back to him, but I had to get Logan home. This was going to be a long night.