Chapter 18

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She was insane, this wasn't happening. Not even giving me a single second to even read the message so I could try to explain what that was about. So, I desperately tried to justify her behaviour on her hormones, blame it on anyone but her, when it was so obvious that she was making a fool out of me. This wasn't how you treat someone you care about and love. There should be this voice inside of her head trying to reason her to believe me and trust me. I thought this is what we agreed to when we decided to be together again, unconditional trust and faith in us. Right now, I couldn't see any of that, she ran away from me at the first sight of something we needed to talk about. I hoped things would be different this time, but me and her, we were two hurricanes crashing into each other each time.

I was pacing back and forth, nervously scared about her whereabouts, I swear, only she could get me this angry and this scared at the same fucking time, only she could get me to drop everything and simply worry, worry helplessly and constantly. How dare she do this to me? She must know how I am feeling right now, she is out there, with my baby, running around because of something that stupid. I was counting down the minutes, if she doesn't call in 26 minutes, I am calling the police.

She called, thank God, she called. I never answered my phone that quickly. „Ace?" I desperately asked. „Can you come Logan?" She asked, she was crying, I know that because her voice was breaking and her nose was running and I knew she wasn't having a cold. I was mad at her, furious for the way she was treating me, not giving me a chance. „Of course Ace, tell me where you are, I will be there." I asked, concern in my voice. „Bethesda Fountain" she said, and I hung up, running to the door, grabbing my keys, and getting to the door as fast as possible. I never drove so fast nor have I ever broke so many rules getting there.

She was sitting on a bench, her head was in her hands and she looked a mess, her beautiful, soft hair was all over the place due to the wind and occasional rain. I walked up to her, my hands were in my pockets and deep down it broke my heart seeing my Ace like this, but things could have been different if she would only want to listen to me. But Rory was too stubborn to allow me to show her any other point of view but her own. „Ace, please, let us talk." She looked up at me, her eyes were puffy, big and red, I hated seeing this, not her eyes, I would forever look at her eyes, it was the sadness that I hated. „It is always someone else, always Logan." She made me so furious, how could she just assume that there is someone else besides her, I was ready to devote myself to her, so many times in the past, and here we are, here she is, talking this way.

„Rory, c'mon-" I pleaded her, I wanted to make things right, I would always want only her. She stood up, running her hands through her hair, unsuccessfully trying to fix it. „I will always be afraid that there is going to be someone else" I wanted to say something, but she wouldn't allow it, my anger was growing bigger. „And I don't wanna end up bitter over everything, I wanna trust you, it's just that whenever we're together, there is always someone in the back of my mind that I have to worry about-" „Ace, please." I stepped forward to her, placing my hands on her arms, trying to get her to stop shaking and to calm down. „And all of this with Odette, it is all so recent, she is still in your house, that woman will never give up, it is absolute madness-" Her body was cold, I regret not taking a coat with me, otherwise I would have given it to her by now, I was slowly pulling her closer to be, hoping that my warmth would pass on to her, she tried pulling away. For the first time I could see a battle between mind and body in flesh. Her mind was pulling away and her body was a magnet to mine, she was crying again, I tried wiping her tears away, but it was useless since new ones kept coming. „I just wanna be the only one in the equation, I wanna be sure that nothing can make you change your mind about us, about me, that I will be enough for you."

I couldn't believe how mad I was, mad about the fact that this is all her fault, that we were standing here, in the middle of central park, practically yelling at each other. But non the less, I couldn't believe how mad I was... about her. „Please marry me." I said, holding her sweet, flawless face in my hands, looking straight into her crying eyes. „Please baby, marry me." I repeated after seeing her eyes shoot wide open, begging me to repeat my statement. „How could you just-" She started looking around, adorably searching for something to connect this with reality, praying to herself that this wasn't a dream. She quickly calmed down, it was some strange force pulling her back to sanity, she was also mad at me, I could see that, but she was sure, she straighten up, turned to me and said „Yes." Her voice was incredibly certain, she has never sounded this straight forward. It was beautiful, it was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life. She was as sure in saying yes as I was in asking her.

I took another good look at her, and in all of that fury, in all of that insanity, she cracked me a smile, her famous Gilmore smile that could make me do anything. I kissed her, I was lost for words and that's when I knew I had to kiss her. It was a longing kiss, it was passionate and it was only ours. When we kissed, just then, I swear I could taste the next 60 years of my life. The only way our bodies could be closer to each other would be if they would melt into each other and mix up. Her heart was beating so fast I could feel it on my chest, her body was still cold so after one more moment that I stole, I lead her back to the car, opening the door for her, helping her inside.

She has managed to remain beautiful even if everything else around her was dull and grey and ugly. She was the most important thing in my life and there was no doubt in my mind that I wanted to marry her. I was sure about her back then and I am sure now. I wanna give her the world, I wanna show her the world and I wanna show the world that she is my beautiful woman.

We got back home, finally. I decided to carry her inside and place her on the couch gently, she pulled up her laptop from the table, unlocked it and gave it to me. „Chapter 22" I read out loud. „Read it." She said with a smile, pushing the laptop towards me. I stood up, made her some tea, and walked back to take the laptop, place it on my lap on the armchair and started reading it.

It was her book, skipped to the part where we met, our intense first real conversation, how she though she was amazed, If she only knew I spent the next few days under her complete spell after we met, I made it my life's mission to have her. I read all about her point of view, she wrote about our adventures, our fights, our discussions and our disagreements and the beauty of all of those. But most of all, she wrote about our love, the crazy feeling of wanting each night to have a remote control, to simply pause some moments forever. You see, I would always see myself as a villain in almost every story, in fact, my whole family and everyone else for that matter always saw me as the villain, but not her. She saw me with different eyes, she saw me for the man that I was, and that was exactly what she wrote in that book.

After three full hours, she has eaten, drank all of the tea and read a couple of chapters of another book, I closed the laptop down and she sat up carefully, trying to read from my expression what I was honestly thinking about that part of the book. „That is the single most beautiful love story I have ever read. He loved her and nothing else mattered." I smiled and she walked over to me, sitting on my lap, wrapping her small hands around my neck. „I will marry you Rory, I will forever be yours." I whispered and leaned my forehead against hers, she smelled so incredibly good. „I was always forever only yours." She then kissed me, like only she knew how. My Ace.


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