A/N: Rory's POV… Loreali's back!!!!
One second I'm grabbing Tristan's hand, then I'm laughing at him because he sang the Oompa Loompa song, and the next thing I know, Tristan is shaking me awake saying something about three in the morning and my phone rang and he thinks it was Logan… I jumped off the couch. How did it get so late? I had come over at ten, and now it was three in the morning! I groaned, Logan was probably awake by now. "I have to go." I grabbed my duster off the back of the couch and flew out the door. I felt a little guilty at leaving Tristan that way, but I'd call him later. Or will you? Damn my mother's voice. And then, riding in the elevator I knew I needed to call my mother. Maybe something good will come of this.
"Hello?" Loreali's voice was groggy from sleep, but I needed to talk to her. "Hi mom." I could hear the covers rustling and then a large crashing noise. "Are you at your apartment? I'm coming. Just give me a second." I laughed. "Mom, nothing's wrong." The movement stopped. "Oh… I thought… Huh… Okay." She sounded unsure then. "Did you fall off the bed?" She laughed. "Yeah, I did. I was in such a rush to get up. Honey, do you know it's three in the morning." I took a deep breath. "Yeah." I heard the covers again, she was getting back into bed. "It's just… I miss my best friend." I heard mom smile and then yawn. "I miss you too kiddo. So, fill me in as to why that couldn't wait." Her voice was playful, that was a good sign. "Well, me and Logan…" I paused, searching for the right words. "We're not working out and then… Well, Tristan showed back up and I'm so confused." There was silence on the other end, then "Bible Boy Tristan?" I laughed. "Yeah, Bible Boy."
And then I told my mom everything that had happened that night, Loreali putting in her two sense here and there, and then I was at the apartment. When did I quit thinking of it as home? "So is he up?" I had almost forgotten mom was still on the phone. I looked around the apartment quickly. If he was up then he would be sitting on the couch waiting for her to take care of him. "No. He's still passed out, I'm sure." I knew my voice sounded bitter, but I couldn't help it. "Hang on, I have another call." Mom snorted. "Aren't you popular? We both know who it is already." I rolled my eyes at my mother and then hit the ignore button. "I'll call him later, I'm not ready to deal with that yet." I heard mom sigh. "So are you just going to ignore him? I'll bet he just wants to know you got home safe." I nodded. "We're about to find out."
"Is he beeping in again?!" I laughed. "Yeah, hang on."
"Hey, look I'm home, but I'm on the other line, can I call you later?" I knew it was rude, but I couldn't help it. I didn't want to analyze why I had gone over there, why I had acted that way with him. The way you can't act with Logan anymore. "Sure." He didn't sound like he believed me, but I knew he'd let it slide. "See ya." And I hung up. See ya? How lame was that. I clicked back over and heard mom snoring. I laughed and hung up, I'd call her in the morning. For now, I was really tired and anxious to get back to bed. But before I did, I wanted to check on Logan. I cracked the door open, but the room was completely dark. "Logan?" My voice came out softer than I had intended. "Ace?" I almost smiled at the use of my nickname. When was the last time he'd called you Ace? I couldn't remember.
"I just wanted to make sure you were okay." He sighed. Had I done something wrong? I wanted to slap myself. How stupid was that? "Yeah, I'm alright. Did you just get in?" No point in lying. "Yeah, I did. I met up with a friend and I fell asleep watching TV." I felt like a teenager again, sneaking into the house and getting busted by your parents. "Alright. Hey, clear your schedule for tomorrow night, alright?" I nodded. I was used to the demands he made from me to make social appearances. "Please. I just… I want you with me." I had never heard Logan sound more unsure. "Alright, Logan. I will. Goodnight." I closed the door before I had to say more words that I didn't feel.