Title: Crazy Little Thing Called Love

PDLD

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING!

Rating: PG

A/N:

OK first and foremost, sorry about the wait… I know I'm being the evil author who seems to never update and I'm sure you all are cursing my name… but think of this chapter as a peace offering… lol… I hope you like it!

Ooo and before I forget… this story is (as always) so dedicated to ProblemChild1… lol I've been sort of forgetting to mention that… but I'm making up for it now!

So finally without further ado… Chapter 7!

Chapter 7: Lady is a Tramp!

(lol… btw I know the title sucks but it was the only thing I could think of!)

Rory mindlessly looked at the clock on her cell phone for about the 10,000th time that evening. It was 10:52, two minutes since the last time she had checked. This night, which had seemed to being going at a snails pace before, was going even slower now. I now finally know what it must have been like for Paris in high school, Rory mused with a small unconscious shudder.

The night had been dragging on for the last hour and a half during which Rory and Finn had not had one millisecond alone. It seemed like every time they got within five feet of each other Stan would magically appear and inform Finn of yet another producer he had to talk with for "just a second" (translation: just 20 minutes). Rory was just sitting at the bar sipping her gin and tonic watching he seconds tick by, when her cell phone went off…

"Hello?" She answered.

"How pathetic is it that I have to call your cell phone so that I can talk to you while we are on our 'date'," Finn's melancholy voice said from the other line.

"I'm sorry, do I know you? Your voice sounds vaguely familiar… sort of like and old friend of mine that I haven't seen in a long time…" Rory replied sardonically.

"Have I mentioned how sorry I am that this night has been so disastrous?"

"I think so… but saying it again wouldn't hurt."

"I'm sorry… I'm sooo soooo sorry… This wasn't supposed to be like this—"

"Hey… don't beat yourself up too much." Rory replied cutting him off… she knew that Finn wasn't putting her through this date from hell on purpose. "Let's just blame it all on 'Satan' and forget about it…"

"'Satan'?"

"Stan plus the 'a' missing on his birth certificate," Rory said with a smirk, even though she knew he couldn't see it.

"Have I ever told you you're really brilliant with those nicknames of yours?" Finn replied as he tried to control his laughter.

"Ha… if you think mine are good you should talk to my mother… she is the master of mocking."

"So how much longer do we have to stick around here again?" Finn wined in his most childish voice.

"You're the one who dragged me here!" She said, laughing at his antics. "But if these things are anything like the parties my grandmother use to throw, we can probably slip out around 12…"

"But that's such a long time from now!"

"Well how about we go back my place afterwards and we can have our own little movie night… you know junk food, pop corn, Willy Wonka… the works…"

"Ohhh… I'm in a state of euphoria just thinking about it!"

"Hmmm… good to know I can have that effect on you." She replied in a sly voice.

"Wow, I just spotted the most breathtakingly beautiful woman sitting at the bar…" Finn replied. Rory looked up and instantly noticed that he was watching her from the second floor balcony as he turned descend the nearby stairs, never taking his eyes off her.

"Oh really," Rory replied playing along with the joke. "And what does this dream girl look like?"

"Well she has luxuriously long brunet hair that's up in a somewhat-messy bun…" He continued as he made his way down the staircase towards the bar, still not breaking eye contact. "She's wearing a stunning white dress that makes her look so beautiful, even Aphrodite would be envious … and she has the most intoxicating smile I've ever seen…"

"Well you must go up to this mystery girl… tell her that she has stolen your heart and that you MUST have her…"

"I don't know…" Finn replied as he continued to struggle through the crowd to get to her. "She seems to smart for that… if I go up to her and just profess my love, she might write me off as a love sick fool… I can't waste my one and only shot with the girl of my dreams on that! No… I should go up to her and say 'I know you don't know me… but I couldn't help but notice you across this crowded room… would you please let me buy you a drink?"

"But… IF this girl is as beautiful as you say she is, she's probably had many offers like that tonight… what makes you think she won't turn you down like she has to all her other potential suitors?"

"Ohh... she won't. I can tell…this one's special… She'll be able to see that I'm being sincere and that I have truly fallen in love with her."

"You seem to know this girl pretty well considering that this is the first time you've ever laid eyes on her."

"Oh, but that's where you're wrong… I've seen her many times before…. Every night in my dreams…"

"Well, you obviously don't know this girl as well as you claim to, because if you did you would know that she would never fall for such a line…"

"Ah, but I can tell… she would see right through my charm and flowery words and see that deep down I mean every word I say with all my heart…" Finn said as he finally made it to the bar and found himself standing right in front of Rory.

"You know you didn't have to do that…" Rory replied softly as she stood up from her bar stool. "I can see that you are sincere and that you do mean everything you say…"

"Who ever said the mystery girl was you?" Finn replied with a sexy smirk, as he inched closer and closer to her until their mouths were only inches apart.

"You're cute, Finn, but don't push it…" Rory replied as she closed the gap between them and brushed her lips against his.

"God I missed doing that…" Finn replied moments later with a sigh, "It seems like ages since we last saw each other."

"I know. Believe me, it's been no picnic for me tonight either… but this is definitely making up for it…" Rory replied as she leaned into him.

"Well I'm all yours for the rest of the night, Love… there is nothing and I mean NOTHING that could possibly tear me away…"

"Hmmm… I'm definitely liking the sound of that…"

"FINN!" Stan screamed from behind them.

"God hates me… I just know it…" Finn whispered in a pathetic voice as he turned to face his tormentor more affectionately known as "Stan, Stan The Management Man."

"Stan… how nice to see you… again… for the 1,000th time tonight…"Finn relied, (his voice dripping with distain.)

"Finn… I think its time to get back to work, the night is young and there are still many reporters who need to interview you."

"Stan… I think every reporter in the tri-state area has interviewed me tonight! Who could possibly be left?"

"Have you completely forgotten the purpose of tonight?" Stan replied as his pent up aggression began to creep into his voice. "Has this tramp clouded your mind that much that you've completely forgotten that you have a JOB to do here?"

"Stan…" Finn replied in a quiet voice, trying to restrain himself. "I am perfectly aware of my responsibilities…. I've been taking care of them for the last 4 hours! And after working for 4 hours straight… completely ignoring Rory in the process… I decided that enough was enough… now if you think that's irresponsible, I'm sorry… but as of this moment I've officially left the office… now excuse me while I go and enjoy what's left of the evening with my date."

Finn took Rory by the hand and turned to leave, but Stan was too quick. He grabbed Finn by the forearm and pulled him to a sudden halt…

"Now wait just a minute Finn!" Stan replied as his voice exploded with anger. Suddenly it seemed as if everyone in the room were looking at them… all eyes were currency watching in morbid fascination as this little "disagreement" erupted into a full-fledged fight.

"If you think I'm going to let you throw your entire career away for some SLUT that you knew back in college, you are sorely mistaken!"

"Watch it, Stan…" Finn said with anger now seething in his voice as he took a step towards him breaking out of Rory's grasp.

"Finn, it's not worth it…" Rory said. She hated Stan, more than she could put into words, and she wanted to slap him herself… but not here… not in front of all these reporters… She could see where this was headed and, while she loved the idea of Finn defending her, she didn't want it to coast him his career.

"NO!" Stan screamed (it was obvious by this point that he had completely lost his mind) "Do you know how much we've worked for THIS… how much I'VE WORKED for THIS… THIS IS YOUR BIG BREAK FINN! There are actors who would KILL to be where you are right now… and you're going to throw all that away over a woman?"

Finn's right fist came out of no where crashing into Stan's face. The room went utterly silent… aside from the audible gasps of shock over what was taking place. Rory's eyes went wide with astonishment as she looked down at Stan's now bloody face.

"Don't you ever… EVER… speak to her like that again, you self-righteous son of BITCH! Rory Gilmore is the kindest, most genuine person I have ever met… she has been nothing BUT supportive tonight and how dare you accuse her of being anything else! You're FIRED Stan… and if you even THINK of coming near me or Rory ever again… I swear to God you won't even live to see the next Academy Awards."

And with that Finn turned and ushered a very stunned Rory out of the building. All at once noise filled the hall as the crowd (which had been stunned into silence moments ago) suddenly came back to life. Rory and Finn dashed down the red carpet outside the building, trying to shield their eyes from the many cameras going off all around them. They dove into a waiting limousine and they were off…

"I can't believe that just happened…" Rory said in a stunned voice after catching her breath.

"Listen to me Rory," Finn said an extremely serious voice as he grabbed Rory by the shoulders and forced her to look strait into his eyes. "Nothing Stan said was even remotely true… none of this was your fault tonight and I don't want you to start blaming yourself."

"But Finn—"

"No 'but's Rory… He was absolutely, 100 WRONG… you are one of the best things in my life right now… I am constantly surrounded by fake people who just want to get something out of me; you are the ONLY genuine person in my life… and I won't have Stan's bull shit statements make you doubt that…"

Before she had time to reply or even comprehend the full weight of his little monologue his lips were on hers and her mind was going blank with pleasure…

"So…" Finn replied after a moment, still slightly out of breath. "Are you still up for that movie night?"

TBC

A/N: OK again sorry about the long wait… but in consolation this chapter was longer than the last one… I'm not sure if that really makes up for much… but if it doesn't let's just let me live in my own delusions and say it does… lol

Anyway I hope you liked this chapter… I'm personally a fan of it but hey that doesn't mean you have to be… and as always PLEASE REIVEW! I know most of you probably think they do nothing BUT TRUST ME… in many cases (thought it many not seem like it… especially with the way I update) your reviews are the only thing that get these chapters out and posted at a relatively regular pace... lol so please REVIEW!