Author: Kimmi (^o^)
Tittle:Chapter 1:
Summary: Rory's nose is bleeding. Guess who'll be playing doctor……Trory.
Author's note: *….* Tristan's POV. #…..# Rory's POV.
It was Monday morning. Another day of hell for Rory Gilmore. Her ride to school was horrible. She got a headache that she fell like her world is turning up side down. She fell like she was wearing a fruity hat. (AN: You know the one that Brazilian people used to wear when they're celebrating something. I saw it on TV.) She walks down the hallway of Chilton heading to her locker. People were talking everywhere and all she heard was beeee…..(AN: That's the bee sound. It's really annoying) She stopped at her locker. And then here comes the pain.
"Hey Mary…" Tristan said. Tristan. The King of Chilton. Also the king of Rory's enemy list. But Rory hears nothing. Her head hurts so badly.
"Mary…"Tristan said.Again.Louder than before. This time she heard him.
"Go away Tristan" Rory said bitterly. Bitter but really soft because her mouth was too heavy to move. Tristan's smirk now was gone and being replaced by a worry look on his face.
"You awright Rory?" Tristan said looking down at her beautiful face.*She looks pale.But still beautiful…* Rory ignored him. As always. She opened her locker and hid her face from Tristan behind her locker door, hoping that he will go away and leave her alone. She took the books that she need for her next class and put them in her bag. She know that Tristan was still there. She can see his feet behind her locker door but not his face. # bet he's smirking like an idiot rightnow#. Then she closed her locker.
"Oh my god Rory!!" Tristan said. His voice was full of shocked, cared and worried. #Guess not# Tristan's hand was reaching up to Rory's face but Rory stopped him by taking a step back.
"What are you doing?" Rory said with a questional look on her face.
"Your nose is bleeding Rory"
"What?" Rory said taking her right hand to her nose. She looked at her hand. That's when she saw the blood.
"Oh my god…" Rory said. " My nose is bleeding" She wiped away the blood with her hand.
"That's what I said"
Now, the blood that came out from her nose covered Rory's hand.
"You need to sit down" Tristan said taking her left hand and leading her to the cafeteria. That was the only place he could think of right now.Plus, it's closer. On their way to the cafeteria, all that Tristan could think was how soft Rory's hand felt. * I wonder if her whole body is soft as her hand. Maybe softer* Tristan is still Tristan. On the other hand, all that Rory could think right now is her nose. It's bleeding. Her nose never bleeds before. She was worried like hell. Then they heard the bell ring.
"We should go to class" Rory broke the silent and Tristan's thought of course.
"Your nose is bleeding Rory. We need to stop it and to do that you're gonna have to sit down. Now, sit" Tristan said with his free hand pointing at the bench in front of them. Rory obeyed.
"Lift your head up"
"What?" Rory said. She didn't really hear him.
"I said you're gonna have to lift your head up. That's the way to stop the bleeding" Tristan said playing doctor. Rory tried to lift her head up but it hurts.(AN: Remember she still got a headache).
"I cant. My head hurts" she murmured.
"Awright. Come here" Tristan said sitting down next to her as he motioned her to lie down on his lap. Rory's head was now on Tristan's lap. Tristan took a napkin on the cafeteria table and put it on Rory's nose trying to stop the bleeding while his other free hand brushing the hair on Rory's forehead. Rory closed her eyes. She felt really good at that time. She fell to sleep. Tristan's hand never stop caressed her hair and once in a while he would kiss it softly and sweetly.