STREET OF DREAMS…
Rating: PG-13 for now but may go as high a R
Summary: Rory and Tristan have never met, but what will happen when he bumps into her at the mall upon buying dog food and finds out that she's owner of the house that's located in the middle of the mall's carpark? R&R to find out! TRORY
Disclaimer: I own nothing Characters, names, places, all do not belong to me.
I do not own the Gilmore girls, I am just using the characters as a reference for my stories so please don't sue me. I don't own any of these characters they all belong to the WB. Also the story is kinda based on the book "Street of dreams" by Daryl McCann
AN: I have decided that this future fic will be an AU with I don't intend some of the things I use in my story to sound like others ok, I simply am writing down my thoughts and hopefully it all makes sense to you guys,
This is ONLY my second ff and im still new to all of this, so please review and help me out with any comments about my writing it would be greatly appreciate thanxs :) Please let me know if I should continue or that the story sucks and I should just stop it now, thanxs that's enough from me….
Chapter 1
"A photo album full of pages and pages of contrived happiness, posed jolliness and official merriment one accumulates in ones existence"
Have u even had one of those moments when you want someone to leap out from behind a tree and take your photograph?
To be able to record forever one of those ridiculously happy moments in your life?
But no one ever does and so the moment is never captured and instead is destined to remain one of the many forgotten pages of a photo album located deep within the mind. A photo album full of pages and pages of contrived happiness, posed jolliness and official merriment one accumulates in ones existence.
The odd thing about a ridiculously happy moment is its unpredictability, how they seem to happen when you least expect them to. For almost two months, barring the odd set back, I have been having the time of my life, and it has something to do with one girl, the girl who has truly captured my heart and soul a girl who will certainly achieve whatever she chooses to do in life.
If someone would have told me that I fall in love with a girl a few months ago I would have laughed heartlessly and told them to get lost. But it's true he has fallen in love. The player Tristan has fallen for a girl and he has fallen hard.
How could I have guessed that lying with my head on her stomach and listening to the rumblings that creaked and groaned inside of her would have propelled me into a ridiculously happy moment?
I couldn't have but it did.
"Tristan, what are you giggling about?"
"All those stomach noises you're making"
"If you don't like it why don't you shift?
"But I do like it, listen I've never heard noises like those before. Its weird but so incredible all at the same time!!! Hear that, yeah I think I've just located Dracula's lost hide-out inside here" grinning to myself just thinking about it and the expression on her face when I said it was priceless
"Haven't you listened to a stomach before? Stop laughing. Everyone's' stomach does it. At least mine does and so does Lorelai's and Angela's. Tristan stop it. All right change places and see how you like it"
Her annoyance clearly visible on her face as she bites her bottom lip and giving me a death glare I wouldn't want to be given at any other time, but at that moment she was only teasing and I took the opportunity to lean in and give her a quick kiss which she automatically responded to.
We pulled away and rearranged ourselves on the rug but this time she is using my stomach as the pillow.
Soon however she was sent into a fit of giggling, while reporting back similar noises and she wasn't above laughing at them either.
"It does conjure up a medieval dungeon doesn't it? Oops I think someone just got stretched another notch in there, oh I hope there alright" she said with a smirk I knew all too well.
There was a comfortable silence that followed almost as if we knew what each other was thinking without having it spoken aloud.
So we just laid there amongst the sand on the beach, looking out towards the clear blue water that surrounded us, peaceful and intent in just laying there with each other. No on else mattered only us, if we could just lay there for the rest of our lives we wouldn't have minded.
So I rested there without a care in the world.
Correction: if Angela Gilmore had done the right thing I wouldn't have had a worry, but she didn't and I fear that this bubble of happiness I have at that moment would all come to an end that it will all collapse upon itself and take me with it…
Hmm perhaps I should start from the beginning, how the events have happened to lead me here at this present state to be with the girl of my dreams. However this happiness will almost certainly come to an end and lead to heartbreak not just for me but for her.
But for what???
For the sake of a silly house located in the middle of a shopping complex carpark or the fact that her sister and her boyfriend can't seem to agree with her on her decision to keep the house.
Let me begin the story of how we met on the street of dreams, It all started a few months ago ….
TBC…???
Author's Note2:
This is written in reply to a challenge from my best friend, she had wanted me to write it ages ago but I never did and now im gona write it and dedicate it to her and her boyfriend who died in the Bali bombing a few weeks ago.
The challenge is to write a story based upon the storyline of the book street of dreams and have these points in it:
MUST be a TRORY
Tristan and Rory never met before
Must be a future fic
Rory must have a younger sister
Fran the lady who owns the dragonfly must be in it somewhere
The house that Rory lives in must be in the middle of a shopping centre car park
Have past boyfriend and girlfriends of Tristan and Rory in there somewhere
Must have the story in Tristan's POV and him telling the story of how they met
Must have a flashback somewhere
A death
Have the chapter title be one of the quotes used in the chapter