Paris

Thinking about you

Rory's POV:

Currently i am standing in my hotel room looking at the clothes i brought with me; trying to decide what to wear on my future date with Logan. Even though i came to Paris with the hope, and wish we'd reunite I didn't manage to bring appropriate date clothes. I mean the date hasn't officially been planned as Logan has yet to call me, but it has been 3 hours since we saw each other. Great now i am overthinking this whole situation, and I hate overthinking. That is when i hear someone knock on my hotel room door. "Who is it?" I ask before opening the door. "It's Logan." He says causing my heart to start beating fast. I walk over to the door, and that is when i see the most perfect man standing in front of me. "Can i come in?" He asks me looking at the ground. "Of course." I say. Logan walks in, and stands in the middle of my room. "Nice digs." He says with a small chuckle. "I find myself sleeping here more then i work so it does it's job." I say to him. "What brings you by Logan?" I ask him. "I need to talk to you." He says finally looking directly at me. "Seeing you this afternoon Rory brought back all these emotions I have tried burying these past nine years. You broke my heart Rory, and i honestly never want to feel that pain again. Seeing you today i realized that the love i have for you will never go away, but maybe it will one day." Logan says to me. His words caught me off guard, and i felt like crying. "Logan..." I say to him; before being cut off. "I fucking love you Rory. I haven't stopped loving you, and i never will. I have tried to move on, and get you out of my head. But it's like you stole half of me when we ended things. I know it is my fault that we broke up; this isn't fair." He rambles. "Logan stop." I say to him grabbing his shoulders. As soon as i touched him i felt the sparks that knew we belonged together.

"Am i allowed to talk now or are you going to continue to ramble?" I ask him smirking. Instead of answering me this beautiful man nods his head. "I have hated myself for nine years for allowing you to walk away from me. You are the more to my less, and i have missed you every single day. You are my other half Logan, and that has been missing for so long. I have become that girl who stalks her ex on social media! I have your damn instagram alerts turned on. Literally my heart sunk when i would see you tagged in other girls posts; because that made me feel like i lost you forever." I say to him finally allowing a few tears to flow. We both just stand staring at each other not know what else to say. "Damn i've missed you. I have missed your face, your smile, and most important your rambling." He says to me. "I seem to get that a lot." I say to him. "Did you notice the sparks when you touched my shoulders?" He asked me. "Of course. That is all the proof we need Logan. We belong together." I say to him with hope in my voice. "I need to walk away right now." He says to me, and walks towards the door. "What?" I ask him. Confused. Hurt. "Rory. I need time to think about this. I'll be back in awhile." He says to me, and leaves the room.

I find myself laying on my bed trying to figure out what just happened. One moment we are moving forward, and then he just leaves. I guess in order to get Logan to believe me that i am not going to break his heart again which is a task i am willing to achieve.

"Nobody ever comes between a Gilmore, and true love." I say to myself. I grab my phone, and call my mom hoping she's not asleep. "Are you dying?" She asks me when answering. "No. Mom i need to talk to you." I tell her hoping that eases her mind. "Spill." She says sounding semi awake. "So i ran into someone from my past today." I say. "Who?" My mom asks. "Logan." I say in a small voice. "Huntzberger? How is he doing?" My mom asks. "Great. Logan, and Finn are actually trying to merge their businesses, and they are here in Paris meeting with an investor." I explain. Hearing those words come out of my mouth made my boys seem more grown up. "Wow! That's incredible. So you called me to tell me you ran into an ex boyfriend/almost fiance?" My mom asks me. "No not exactly. I called to tell you that Logan was just here in my hotel room, and we talked. Mom i am still so ridiculously in love with him. I never stopped loving him, and it has gotten so bad that i am now one of those basic white girls who stalks her ex on social media. I hate myself." I ramble. "Oh Rory. Did Logan say how he felt?" She asked me. "He told me he was still in love with me, but then once we got close to reconnecting he left. He said he had to leave, and that he would be back." I say. My mom let's out a deep sigh indicating she was thinking carefully about her words. "Rory. Now you know i love you, and you also know Logan Huntzberger was never my favourite person, but honey you broke that boys heart. He planned you both a future, and i know it was either now or never for him; but the fact that he imagined this life for you two showed how far he had come. So the fact that you both never got closure is probably making you feel like those feelings never left." She says to me. "Mom we still have sparks. I touched his shoulders, and i felt them. So did Logan so your logic is way off." I say to her. "What are you going to do?" My mom asks me. "I am going to finish my article, and hope that Logan comes back here; or even calls me." I explain to her. "Well don't wait around forever Rory. The love of your life could be waiting for you somewhere else." She says to me. "Thanks for the support mom." I say to her. "Anytime." She says then hangs up on me.

My mom was right about one thing: the love of my life was out there somewhere, and he was walking around Paris trying to figure out if he can open his heart to me again.