When It's Right, It's Right

Chapter 14

   So this chapter is a bit short but it really sets the stage for the rest of the story. Hope you enjoy it and I welcome all comments and feedback!

Rory and Logan continue to explore their physical relationship. Will there be fireworks, will Rory finally get hers, read and find out.

With finals on the horizon I didn't have much time for extracurricular activities, but after much pleading; Logan convinced me to meet up with him at the pub for lunch on Friday. We had spoken on Wednesday and Logan had inquired why I left his room in the middle of the night.

"So Ace, I woke up this morning expecting to find your blue eyes looking at me, but instead I found you gone and no note. It was only after Finn told me that I knew you had left during the night. I've gotta say I was a little disappointed, I was hoping we could get breakfast together." Logan exclaimed.

Surprised by his announcement "Oh, well you hadn't said anything about me staying and I just... I know we're keeping things casual... I just thought it would be what you wanted" I replied stuttering.

"Well just because we're casual doesn't mean I want you sneaking out in the middle of the night, I was worried, I didn't know where you went. But I'm grateful Finn walked you home. Just promise me you won't sneak out like that again, and if you're going to leave; then at least let me be the one to walk you home. Okay!" he countered.

I agreed though I did find it strange that he would want me hanging around after the fact.

So that brings us to Friday. I ate my weight in fried chicken and french fries- the Pub's Friday special- while Logan watched wide-eyed as he nibbled on his club sandwich. I filled him in on the details of my piece for the Yale Daily News for the final issue, and he was very helpful in finding my focal point for the story.

After chatting for a while and finishing our meals and Logan insisting on treating me to a coffee we made our way back to my dorm. Of course, once we arrived at my door our usual goodbye kiss turned into one fueled by passion and lust.

Unlocking the door blindly, we pushed our way through the common room. Logan's hands running through my hair and mine coursing up and down his back, the backs of my knees eventually hitting my bed and we fell backward with a thud.

Logan wasted no time in ridding me of my clothes and I had barely gotten his shirt unbuttoned before his pants and boxers were on the floor and he was rolling a condom on. He entered me with a forceful thrust and it caught me by surprise. As Logan moved his lips from mine and down to my neck I whispered "Logan can you slow down a bit, I want this to last as long as possible, it feels so good" After heeding Finn's advice and voicing my pleasure and also lack thereof, there was barely time for us to find a rhythm before he found his release.

He went into the bathroom to clean up and when he came back he already had his dress shirt buttoned back up and was searching for his pants.

"Logan, what's the matter? You're going already?" I asked in confusion. "Yeah, Ace, sorry I just remembered I was supposed to meet some friends at 3:00 and I need to shower and stuff beforehand" he replied quickly. " ok, it's fine, maybe we can meet up after I get back from my grandparent's place this evening or tomorrow if you're free," I said hoping to steer this conversation in a positive light before it was too late. I could tell something was bothering him but I couldn't put my finger on it.

All the while I was talking; Logan had found his pants and put them on, he leaned over and kissed me on the forehead as he adjusted the zipper. "I'll call you later and let you know, ok" he responded, sounding slightly discouraged. What else could I say but "ok" and I watched him walk out the door.

I went to Friday night dinner but couldn't keep my head in the conversation. Mom shot me questioning glares all night as Grandma prattled on about the new fabric she ordered for her drapes. Once dinner was finished I made it known that I had a splitting migraine and high-tailed it for my car to avoid the third degree from mom.

Once I got back to my dorm I felt compelled to start a pro-con list concerning my relationship with Logan. I didn't know what had happened in the time he was out of town but the Logan that came back was not the same one I had gotten involved with.

I was starting to feel like an idiot for thinking that by having sex with him that Logan would want to commit to me. There are few things I hate more than being made a fool of and so I decided that I would call Logan to find out what was up and then I would be able to figure out what to do about our relationship; either break-up or commit.

I stayed awake until midnight hoping deep down that Logan would call but he didn't. So I took a shower and got into bed.

It didn't take long for me to fall asleep but soon after I was woken up by a very vivid dream of a certain Aussie doing unspeakably sexy things to my body. I sat straight up in bed, my pulse racing and warmth flooding my veins. "What the hell was that," I thought to myself. I chalked it up to having the activities of earlier still in my subconscious, but that didn't explain why it was Finn in my dream and not Logan. It took a cold glass of water and late-night infomercials to shut my brain off enough to go back to sleep but I did.

I mulled things over during the weekend and waited until Monday to finally call Logan. I hadn't heard from him over the past two days so I figured the ball was in my court.

Logan picked up the phone after 3 rings "Huntzberger!" he answered. "Hey Logan it's me, Rory," I say sheepishly. "Hey Ace, what's up" he replies somewhat distantly. "Well I hadn't heard from you in a few days and you left so quickly Friday I just felt things were a bit off with us...didn't you?" I ask timidly. "Yeah I guess you could say I was feeling a bit of a chill on your end and didn't feel comfortable staying" was his simple response. Outraged, I reply "What! I was being cold? Excuse me, you barely had your pants zipped before you were out the door. So I beg to differ!!"

"Well that's your prerogative Ace, but ever since I got back from Nebraska I can't help but feel you've closed yourself off to me," he says discouraged. "Wow, well I had no idea you felt that way but how exactly have I closed myself off, if you don't mind explaining?" I let out in frustration.

"Well, you didn't text or call me the whole time I was out of town, even just to check-in. Then when I do get back I don't know how to put this without sounding like a girl but, well your kisses weren't the same, there's no emotion when you touch me and it hurts to say this but when we had sex the first time, there was a distance in your eyes that said you wanted to be anywhere but there. Now tell me I'm imagining it all" he huffed exasperatedly.

His rant took me by surprise that's for sure and I had a hard time forming a response. "Wow Logan, I wish I had known you felt that way; if I had then maybe I wouldn't have spent the past week thinking I'm crazy for feeling those same things you said on your end.!" I paused to take a breath, then continued "I thought by us finally having sex it would bond us together, things were going so well, I thought it would make it better. But I guess I was wrong. I guess there's only one thing left to do... we need to break this off" I said dejectedly.

"Yeah, I guess you're right Ace. I honestly thought we could be good together despite our differences" Logan said. "I thought so too Logan, I guess that we're just not right for each other. But Logan I do have one tip for you if you're willing to listen..." I asked waiting for his reply "Sure Ace, what is it?" he asked "Logan next time you find a girl you like and you want to make it work, don't let your ego get the best of you. When she says 'more to the left' during sex, please listen to her; she means it. I am truly sorry this didn't work out. Bye Logan," I said and hung up before I could hear his response.

Now that that was over I felt so free and that I could get on with important things like school and the paper. I concluded that maybe I'm not the type of girl who needs a guy. I didn't need a distraction from the things that are important to me. So from now on, I wasn't going to go looking for or forcing relationships that were doomed from the start. If something started with someone then it was going to be natural and I wouldn't feel the need to lie or not be myself for that person.