Author Note~
Pairing~ Rory and Tristan
Rating~ PG-13 some language and kissing
Summary~ Tristan and Rory admit their feelings for one another and finally act upon them.
Disclaimer~ I do not own Gilmore Girls, they are owned by the WB, and Amy Sherman-Palladino. I just wrote a story using their characters and my own which is Donna.
Feedback~ I would very much like feedback to know how I am doing being a first time fan fic writer. I would also like your opinions on what I have and what you would like to see. You can give me that feedback by emailing me (nikkinoochies@aol.com) thank you again and enjoy!
Part 1~ "He Is In The Big Blue Chair"
Tristan DuGrey was settled in a big blue, comfortable chair catching up on his reading that afternoon. He finally had a chance to read, since he actually had the time to today. It was Friday afternoon at 3:20, 20 minutes after school ended for that day. Tristan didn't have much to do now, since he didn't have a girlfriend at the time to go out with that night, but that didn't bother him too much anyway since the only girl that he did want, didn't really seem to want him back… *Rory Gilmore…* he thought to himself, *what are you doing tonight?* Tristan sighed as he began to shift in the chair in the Chilton library, becoming more and more engrossed in his book as the thoughts of Rory slipped out of his mind…for the time being.
* * *
Rory wasn't in a rush to head home that night since her mother was held up at a huge inn convention that night and she had told her grandmother that she had a study session for a big test coming up. Her grandmother of course let her go to her studying, as she wanted Rory to excel in Chilton so she could get into her dream future~Harvard.
As Rory pulled out her social studies book out of her locker out popped the book she had been reading the night of Louise's' party. It was an excellent book, but she had just been so busy and hadn't had the chance to finish it just yet, *I think I'll just hop into the library and catch up on my reading* she thought. She glanced at her watch, *its only 3:30, plenty of time for me to be able to catch the 5 o'clock bus home tonight.* With that she picked up her school bag with all her books and walked toward Chilton library.
* * *
Within 5 minutes she was at the front door of Chilton library, pushing it open. Rory started toward the big blue chair that she always sat in when she came to this place.
*Aw man someone beat me to it* Rory though then sighed out loud. But something about the person sitting in the chair seemed all too familiar to her, TRISTAN! Rory at once knew. Her heart started beating faster and she felt her cheeks redden at once *I would know that hair and the way he tilts his head when he is concentrating on something anywhere. It is so cute when he does that, how come I have never realized this before?* Rory questioned herself. *Maybe its because he doesn't know your name* she scolded herself. But then she thought back to the party…and their kiss…and how lame it was of her to run out on him crying. *How humiliating!!* She sighed again.
By now it was almost 4 and she still hadn't begun reading. Tristan was now so engrossed in his book he hadn't even noticed she was there. Sure he had looked up now and then, but he only looked in front of him, not in back of him where Rory was standing there clutching her book in front of her standing there staring and gawking at him.
Tristan turned his head around because he had the feeling someone was looking at him. He was good with that sort of thing because so many girls just stood there gawking at him. Most of the time he thought it was pretty lame, but he never let the girl know that, he winked at them most of the time and saw their knees go weak. But this girl staring at him came as a huge shock. It was Rory. The person he had been longing for all his life. The girl he had been waiting to find. He had so had many girlfriends that meant nothing, nothing at all to him (actually none of them meant anything except for maybe 1 or 2, but it was never anything like what he felt for Rory). But Rory, she was so much different then any other girl he had meet before. In fact the first time he saw her he knew 'she is the one' Tristan knew it, now if he could only convince her…
*OMG! He saw me staring at him!* Rory thought to herself as her face she imagined had turned as bright as a tomato, but the look on his face-his smile made her forget the fact she had been staring at him only moments ago. *Was she staring at me???* Tristan wondered, *Boy I sure hope so.*
"Hey there…mar-RORY" Tristan said to her.
"Umm well, umm hello there Tristan" Rory said back to him obviously flusted.
"Well don't you have to take a bus home from here right after school?" Tristan asked her.
"Yea, well my mom is out at a convention tonight…" She told him the whole story about her mom and the meeting/convention and how she talked her grandparents out of dinner tonight, "…and then I'm going to take the 5 o'clock bus home at 5." She finished telling him. Tristan just smirked shaking his head a little. "What?!" Rory asked him semi-annoyed at his gesture.
"Well, Rory there is no bus leaving here at 5." He told her, even though he knew very well that there was one that left specially on Fridays at that time. But he looked at this as an opportunity, and a very good one in fact.
"No, but there is!" she protested as he just shook his head. "Ok then how am I supposed to get a ride?" she knew what he was going to say but she just wanted him to say it to her anyway.
"I guess I could give ya a lift," he told her.
"Well ok, I guess. I mean I have no other choice…right?" she provoked.
"Right, whatever you say. Let's go now," Tristan said to her as he gathered up his books to leave, *go Dugrey you lucky guy* he said to himself and instantly felt a smile illuminate onto his face.
"Ok lets" Rory said. *Wow what a great smile* she found herself thinking, *and how did I never notice it before? Or did I just not want to?* She wondered. She felt a grin come onto her face just by looking at him.
As if he could tell what she was feeling, or if she knew how he felt he grabbed her hand and lead her out to his new shiny black BMW z3. At the grasp of her hand with his he noted that her face not only looked shocked, but it had the biggest smile contained that he had ever seen. He thought to himself that he probably looked the same exact way.
*And this is only the beginning too* they both thought as they arrived at the car.
Part 2~ "The Time Of Our Lives"
Tristan walked Rory over to the passenger side of his new 2 door Beemer, still holding hands with Rory. He knew that he had to drop her hand in order to actually leave the school parking lot, but he still didn't want to just yet. He flashed Rory one of his trademark killer smiles, squeezed her hand that fit perfectly enclosed in his, and then let her hand down with a small drop.
Rory of course was disappointed at letting go of hands with Tristan; it just felt too right for her, but she knew they had to let go so they could get going. Plus, she also hoped there would be a lot more of that later that night as well.
"Hey Rory give me your bags so I can put them in the trunk," Tristan said to her.
"Oh. Here ya go," She said giving him her bags as he lifted them onto his shoulders and popped open the trunk of his car momentarily slipping out of Rory's vision. Then once again only seconds later Tristan's head popped up as he slammed shut the trunk and started towards the driver's side door.
Once they were both seated in the soft gray leather of Tristan's car, he asked "So where to Miss Gilmore?"
Rory laughed at his absurd comment but managed to say, "I don't care Mr. DuGrey."
"Well now this doesn't give me much to go on now does it?" He laughed.
"Nope I guess not," Rory shrugged.
*This is gonna be harder than I thought* Tristan thought.
"Well, are you hungry at all?" he asked her.
"Yeah as a matter of fact I am."
"Alright then lets go eat, what would you like?" Tristan asked her.
"Hmm," Rory pondered, "how about Italian? Yeah I'm in the mood for Italian right now," she laughed.
"Italian it is then. We can go to Café Gazelle," Tristan suggested.
"Whoa that's expensive," Rory started and Tristan just shrugged his shoulders, "no, what I mean is, neither of us have anything to wear there…I mean we can't exactly go there dressed in our Chilton uniforms." She finished
"Yeah, your right." Tristan said, "We can just stop by my place and pick up stuff to wear. You can wear something of my mothers."
"Well I don't want to wear something or hers if-" Tristan cut her off by saying "don't worry she won't care. Besides she wouldn't even notice." he said as he gently picked up her hand with the one he wasn't using to drive and squeezed her hand softly. She smiled and began to blush immediately, as Tristan spoke, "it's only about another 15 minutes from here or so."
"Ok," Rory smiled.
* * *
Within 15 minutes Rory found Tristan pull onto a road that held many huge houses. *Wow! I though that my grandmothers was big…* she thought.
"Here we are!" Tristan sang out as they pulled into the circular driveway of the 3rd house in. it was a long and very wide gray stone house that was well 4 times or even more the size of Rory's own home.
Tristan stopped the car and undid he belt and ran around the front of the car to open up Rory's car down for her.
"Well thank you Tristan!" Rory exclaimed.
"Anything for you my dear." Tristan said in a fake English accent. Rory burst out laughing.
"Yeah I'm sure," she said.
"I was being totally serious." He whispered as he started to inch toward Rory getting ready to kiss her...
"Tristan!" one of his many house keepers called. "Are you going to stay in for dinner tonight?" she asked him.
Tristan disgusted at her awful timing said to her, "well I have a guest here."
"Oh I'm sorry sweetie, I'm Donna." The women replied.
"Hi, I'm Rory. Its very nice to meet you."
"Aww what a deary!" Donna said, "well I'll be in the kitchen tell me what's up in 5 minutes!" she called over he shoulder as she sauntered into the house.
"Damn," Tristan muttered.
"Do you want to stay in and eat? Cause she looks like she's really in the mood to whip up something yummy," Rory said looking up toward Tristan. It saddened her to see him look all upset because the woman had horrible timing, but it got her sad as well.
"Don't ya wanna go somewhere though? I mean somewhere nice to eat?" he asked her.
"Sure, of course I do, but I don't have the clothes and I have another set of regular clothes in my bag that I could change into too." She told him. Then she got a little brave and added, "we can go out to eat another time. When we both will be ready."
"Ok. It's a deal then," He said as his eyes lighted up a little.
"Well let's go then!" Rory grabbing his hand and pulling him to the front door then grabbed the doorknob pushing it open.
* * *
Tristan lead Rory up the steps to the left on the second floor, "this is my 'quarters,'" he told her. Then he opened up the doors that lead to his bedroom. Rory distinguished that it was huge and neatly kept.
He sat on his bed as he bent down to take off he shoes and glanced up at Rory tilting his head implying that she sit down next to him. She followed his lead and sat down on his blue comforter, king sized bed.
*How many other girls had Tristan brought up to this same spot?* she asked herself, *yuck* she thought.
"Well you can change right here, I'm going to tell Donna that we're gonna eat here, then I'll change" He told her grabbing some clothes.
"Alright, sounds good," she said. Tristan smiled and sat down next to her again but closer this time.
"Rory you sure are something else," Tristan whispered to her as he softly tucked a loose strand of hair back in place behind her ear. "You are something else."
"Thank you," Rory said smiling and gazing back into his eager big, beautiful blue eyes.
"Your welcome." Tristan said as he titled his head to the side, moved it down and sweetly placed a kiss on Rory's lips. It was a very tender kiss that grew more and more passion filled as time passed.
The two were fully engaged in some major passion filled lip locking when came the voice of Donna once again.
"Tristan! Come down here I need to know!" bellowed Donna.
Tristan paused the kiss and said to Rory, "I will be right back!" he promised as he gave her one more small lingering kiss.
"Ok, but you better hurry back!" she made he promise.
"Oh I will defiantly be right back Rory. I promise." He said as he gave her another small kiss then jogged out of the room to tell Donna they were going to eat there.
Part 3~ "Meant To Be"
* * *
"Donna?" Tristan asked as he walked into the shiny, huge kitchen. He was in a hurry to tell her that Rory and himself were going to say in that night to eat there, but she was nowhere in sight. "Donna?" he asked again.
"Sorry Tristan sweetie," Donna apologized as she came out of the walk in pantry, "I was just looking for some flour for those peanut butter cookies that you love. So anyway what's up then?"
"Well we decided to eat in," Tristan told her, "and also if you could make it something Italian that would be great!"
"Italian huh? How bout some spaghetti so you two can get a hold of the same one piece and-"
"Donna!" Tristan exclaimed a bit annoyed, "please."
"Oh don't you give me that! I know that you are totally in love with her. I mean the way you were looking at her, and the way she was looking at you. It was just so obvious!" she told Tristan,
"Wow do you really think so?" he asked Donna.
"Puhleease honey! It was more than obvious…so when did you guys start going out?" Donna pressed.
"Well, umm, we aren't exactly going out yet," he admitted.
"Why the heck not?! You two are made for each other! My god! It was sooo evident, the two of you met for a reason. And that reason was to be together, I'm sure of it." Donna concluded.
"Yea? Do ya really think? I mean the first time I saw her I thought to myself 'whoa she is the one that you have been waiting for forever.' I'm just glad someone else noticed it too." Tristan admitted.
"Well suga, I think she knows it too, but she was just as scared as you were. Ask her out before both of you lose it." She advised him.
"Thanks Don! I'm really glad you're here," he admitted once again to her as she pulled him into her arms and gave him a hug and placed a kiss onto his cheek.
"Go get her. I'm sure she can't wait to see you. And don't forget to-"
"I won't Donna don't worry! Thanks so much again!" he called to her.
"No problem hun!" Donna called after him, but he was already running up the stairs to find Rory. "Aww to be young and in love that much," Donna chuckled to herself, "aww to be young and in love."
* * *
*I've got to tell Rory what I feel for her no matter what!* Tristan told himself as he began walking up the stairs, *I have to tell her that I, I, that I love her!*
* * *
As Rory heard footsteps coming down the hallway she instantly perked up. *Here he comes! Here he comes! I have to tell him what I feel for him. That I, I that I love him!* she sighed but she knew that he had to know no matter what.
* * *
As Tristan approached the doors to his bedroom he took a deep breath and opened the doors to find Rory sitting sweetly on his bed in her changed clothes. She was wearing a pair of worn out bell-bottom jeans and a purple 3-quarter sleeve shirt that brought out the blue in her eyes. Nobody wearing jeans had ever looked this good to him before.
"Wow" Tristan breathed out loud.
"Wow?" Rory asked.
"You really look great." He told her.
"I'm only wearing jeans though," Rory laughed.
"Yeah but you look really great," he told her.
"Thanks," she said skeptically.
"I have something to tell you Rory." Tristan said to her seriously.
"Ok I have something to tell you to-but you go first," she said.
"Alright, fair enough." Tristan started, "Rory I don't know how to say this, but I-I" he began.
Part Four~ "About Time"
"I-I…" Tristan stuttered again.
*Spit it out already!* Rory thought to herself, *do you feel the same way that I do?*
As Tristan continued to stutter on he realized he sounded like a babbling fool, "Rory, will you go out with me?" he didn't have the nerve to tell her how he felt just yet. He had to save some stuff for another time after all. Besides he did plan on seeing a lot more of her than he had been before.
"Well Tristan, I do think that the 'Tristan and Rory' thing does have a certain ring to it, so yes, I will go out with you." Rory told him her blue eyes glistening and filling up with tears. She noticed Tristan chuckle a little at her 'Tristan/Rory' comment, but she was so happy that she just began to cry.
"Rory what's wrong?" Tristan asked her a single tear slid down her cheek. On instinct Tristan moved his finger to her cheek and wiped away the falling tear. He saw her smile and then he smiled as well, yet other tears trickled from her big blue eyes as Tristan kissed away her tears. She continued to cry a bit, but she also let out a little laugh at his super cute and sweet gesture.
"its just that this is so, its so, so right. I mean you and me. us. you have no idea how long I've been waiting." Tristan nodded in agreement, he understood her, which was one thing that she liked so much about him.
"Trust me I know exactly how you feel…" Tristan sighed.
"Hmmm I don't get it what do you mean," said an obviously confused Rory.
"It's nothing, really," Tristan told her. *You can't tell her how much you've wanted her or else she'll think your…* he couldn't even bear to think of what she would think of that. *Save that story of how much you love her for another time* he told himself.
"Kids! Tristan, Rory! Your dinner is ready!" bellowed Donna from down at the bottom of the stairs. "Food come n get it while it's still hot!"
"What a character," Tristan laughed.
"Oh yea I totally agree with you there," Rory cracked up.
"Well we better go eat now," Tristan said as he grabbed her hand and laced his fingers between hers. "Let's go."
"Mmm." Was Rory's only response.
Pairing~ Rory and Tristan
Rating~ PG-13 some language and kissing
Summary~ Tristan and Rory admit their feelings for one another and finally act upon them.
Disclaimer~ I do not own Gilmore Girls, they are owned by the WB, and Amy Sherman-Palladino. I just wrote a story using their characters and my own which is Donna.
Feedback~ I would very much like feedback to know how I am doing being a first time fan fic writer. I would also like your opinions on what I have and what you would like to see. You can give me that feedback by emailing me (nikkinoochies@aol.com) thank you again and enjoy!
Part 1~ "He Is In The Big Blue Chair"
Tristan DuGrey was settled in a big blue, comfortable chair catching up on his reading that afternoon. He finally had a chance to read, since he actually had the time to today. It was Friday afternoon at 3:20, 20 minutes after school ended for that day. Tristan didn't have much to do now, since he didn't have a girlfriend at the time to go out with that night, but that didn't bother him too much anyway since the only girl that he did want, didn't really seem to want him back… *Rory Gilmore…* he thought to himself, *what are you doing tonight?* Tristan sighed as he began to shift in the chair in the Chilton library, becoming more and more engrossed in his book as the thoughts of Rory slipped out of his mind…for the time being.
* * *
Rory wasn't in a rush to head home that night since her mother was held up at a huge inn convention that night and she had told her grandmother that she had a study session for a big test coming up. Her grandmother of course let her go to her studying, as she wanted Rory to excel in Chilton so she could get into her dream future~Harvard.
As Rory pulled out her social studies book out of her locker out popped the book she had been reading the night of Louise's' party. It was an excellent book, but she had just been so busy and hadn't had the chance to finish it just yet, *I think I'll just hop into the library and catch up on my reading* she thought. She glanced at her watch, *its only 3:30, plenty of time for me to be able to catch the 5 o'clock bus home tonight.* With that she picked up her school bag with all her books and walked toward Chilton library.
* * *
Within 5 minutes she was at the front door of Chilton library, pushing it open. Rory started toward the big blue chair that she always sat in when she came to this place.
*Aw man someone beat me to it* Rory though then sighed out loud. But something about the person sitting in the chair seemed all too familiar to her, TRISTAN! Rory at once knew. Her heart started beating faster and she felt her cheeks redden at once *I would know that hair and the way he tilts his head when he is concentrating on something anywhere. It is so cute when he does that, how come I have never realized this before?* Rory questioned herself. *Maybe its because he doesn't know your name* she scolded herself. But then she thought back to the party…and their kiss…and how lame it was of her to run out on him crying. *How humiliating!!* She sighed again.
By now it was almost 4 and she still hadn't begun reading. Tristan was now so engrossed in his book he hadn't even noticed she was there. Sure he had looked up now and then, but he only looked in front of him, not in back of him where Rory was standing there clutching her book in front of her standing there staring and gawking at him.
Tristan turned his head around because he had the feeling someone was looking at him. He was good with that sort of thing because so many girls just stood there gawking at him. Most of the time he thought it was pretty lame, but he never let the girl know that, he winked at them most of the time and saw their knees go weak. But this girl staring at him came as a huge shock. It was Rory. The person he had been longing for all his life. The girl he had been waiting to find. He had so had many girlfriends that meant nothing, nothing at all to him (actually none of them meant anything except for maybe 1 or 2, but it was never anything like what he felt for Rory). But Rory, she was so much different then any other girl he had meet before. In fact the first time he saw her he knew 'she is the one' Tristan knew it, now if he could only convince her…
*OMG! He saw me staring at him!* Rory thought to herself as her face she imagined had turned as bright as a tomato, but the look on his face-his smile made her forget the fact she had been staring at him only moments ago. *Was she staring at me???* Tristan wondered, *Boy I sure hope so.*
"Hey there…mar-RORY" Tristan said to her.
"Umm well, umm hello there Tristan" Rory said back to him obviously flusted.
"Well don't you have to take a bus home from here right after school?" Tristan asked her.
"Yea, well my mom is out at a convention tonight…" She told him the whole story about her mom and the meeting/convention and how she talked her grandparents out of dinner tonight, "…and then I'm going to take the 5 o'clock bus home at 5." She finished telling him. Tristan just smirked shaking his head a little. "What?!" Rory asked him semi-annoyed at his gesture.
"Well, Rory there is no bus leaving here at 5." He told her, even though he knew very well that there was one that left specially on Fridays at that time. But he looked at this as an opportunity, and a very good one in fact.
"No, but there is!" she protested as he just shook his head. "Ok then how am I supposed to get a ride?" she knew what he was going to say but she just wanted him to say it to her anyway.
"I guess I could give ya a lift," he told her.
"Well ok, I guess. I mean I have no other choice…right?" she provoked.
"Right, whatever you say. Let's go now," Tristan said to her as he gathered up his books to leave, *go Dugrey you lucky guy* he said to himself and instantly felt a smile illuminate onto his face.
"Ok lets" Rory said. *Wow what a great smile* she found herself thinking, *and how did I never notice it before? Or did I just not want to?* She wondered. She felt a grin come onto her face just by looking at him.
As if he could tell what she was feeling, or if she knew how he felt he grabbed her hand and lead her out to his new shiny black BMW z3. At the grasp of her hand with his he noted that her face not only looked shocked, but it had the biggest smile contained that he had ever seen. He thought to himself that he probably looked the same exact way.
*And this is only the beginning too* they both thought as they arrived at the car.
Part 2~ "The Time Of Our Lives"
Tristan walked Rory over to the passenger side of his new 2 door Beemer, still holding hands with Rory. He knew that he had to drop her hand in order to actually leave the school parking lot, but he still didn't want to just yet. He flashed Rory one of his trademark killer smiles, squeezed her hand that fit perfectly enclosed in his, and then let her hand down with a small drop.
Rory of course was disappointed at letting go of hands with Tristan; it just felt too right for her, but she knew they had to let go so they could get going. Plus, she also hoped there would be a lot more of that later that night as well.
"Hey Rory give me your bags so I can put them in the trunk," Tristan said to her.
"Oh. Here ya go," She said giving him her bags as he lifted them onto his shoulders and popped open the trunk of his car momentarily slipping out of Rory's vision. Then once again only seconds later Tristan's head popped up as he slammed shut the trunk and started towards the driver's side door.
Once they were both seated in the soft gray leather of Tristan's car, he asked "So where to Miss Gilmore?"
Rory laughed at his absurd comment but managed to say, "I don't care Mr. DuGrey."
"Well now this doesn't give me much to go on now does it?" He laughed.
"Nope I guess not," Rory shrugged.
*This is gonna be harder than I thought* Tristan thought.
"Well, are you hungry at all?" he asked her.
"Yeah as a matter of fact I am."
"Alright then lets go eat, what would you like?" Tristan asked her.
"Hmm," Rory pondered, "how about Italian? Yeah I'm in the mood for Italian right now," she laughed.
"Italian it is then. We can go to Café Gazelle," Tristan suggested.
"Whoa that's expensive," Rory started and Tristan just shrugged his shoulders, "no, what I mean is, neither of us have anything to wear there…I mean we can't exactly go there dressed in our Chilton uniforms." She finished
"Yeah, your right." Tristan said, "We can just stop by my place and pick up stuff to wear. You can wear something of my mothers."
"Well I don't want to wear something or hers if-" Tristan cut her off by saying "don't worry she won't care. Besides she wouldn't even notice." he said as he gently picked up her hand with the one he wasn't using to drive and squeezed her hand softly. She smiled and began to blush immediately, as Tristan spoke, "it's only about another 15 minutes from here or so."
"Ok," Rory smiled.
* * *
Within 15 minutes Rory found Tristan pull onto a road that held many huge houses. *Wow! I though that my grandmothers was big…* she thought.
"Here we are!" Tristan sang out as they pulled into the circular driveway of the 3rd house in. it was a long and very wide gray stone house that was well 4 times or even more the size of Rory's own home.
Tristan stopped the car and undid he belt and ran around the front of the car to open up Rory's car down for her.
"Well thank you Tristan!" Rory exclaimed.
"Anything for you my dear." Tristan said in a fake English accent. Rory burst out laughing.
"Yeah I'm sure," she said.
"I was being totally serious." He whispered as he started to inch toward Rory getting ready to kiss her...
"Tristan!" one of his many house keepers called. "Are you going to stay in for dinner tonight?" she asked him.
Tristan disgusted at her awful timing said to her, "well I have a guest here."
"Oh I'm sorry sweetie, I'm Donna." The women replied.
"Hi, I'm Rory. Its very nice to meet you."
"Aww what a deary!" Donna said, "well I'll be in the kitchen tell me what's up in 5 minutes!" she called over he shoulder as she sauntered into the house.
"Damn," Tristan muttered.
"Do you want to stay in and eat? Cause she looks like she's really in the mood to whip up something yummy," Rory said looking up toward Tristan. It saddened her to see him look all upset because the woman had horrible timing, but it got her sad as well.
"Don't ya wanna go somewhere though? I mean somewhere nice to eat?" he asked her.
"Sure, of course I do, but I don't have the clothes and I have another set of regular clothes in my bag that I could change into too." She told him. Then she got a little brave and added, "we can go out to eat another time. When we both will be ready."
"Ok. It's a deal then," He said as his eyes lighted up a little.
"Well let's go then!" Rory grabbing his hand and pulling him to the front door then grabbed the doorknob pushing it open.
* * *
Tristan lead Rory up the steps to the left on the second floor, "this is my 'quarters,'" he told her. Then he opened up the doors that lead to his bedroom. Rory distinguished that it was huge and neatly kept.
He sat on his bed as he bent down to take off he shoes and glanced up at Rory tilting his head implying that she sit down next to him. She followed his lead and sat down on his blue comforter, king sized bed.
*How many other girls had Tristan brought up to this same spot?* she asked herself, *yuck* she thought.
"Well you can change right here, I'm going to tell Donna that we're gonna eat here, then I'll change" He told her grabbing some clothes.
"Alright, sounds good," she said. Tristan smiled and sat down next to her again but closer this time.
"Rory you sure are something else," Tristan whispered to her as he softly tucked a loose strand of hair back in place behind her ear. "You are something else."
"Thank you," Rory said smiling and gazing back into his eager big, beautiful blue eyes.
"Your welcome." Tristan said as he titled his head to the side, moved it down and sweetly placed a kiss on Rory's lips. It was a very tender kiss that grew more and more passion filled as time passed.
The two were fully engaged in some major passion filled lip locking when came the voice of Donna once again.
"Tristan! Come down here I need to know!" bellowed Donna.
Tristan paused the kiss and said to Rory, "I will be right back!" he promised as he gave her one more small lingering kiss.
"Ok, but you better hurry back!" she made he promise.
"Oh I will defiantly be right back Rory. I promise." He said as he gave her another small kiss then jogged out of the room to tell Donna they were going to eat there.
Part 3~ "Meant To Be"
* * *
"Donna?" Tristan asked as he walked into the shiny, huge kitchen. He was in a hurry to tell her that Rory and himself were going to say in that night to eat there, but she was nowhere in sight. "Donna?" he asked again.
"Sorry Tristan sweetie," Donna apologized as she came out of the walk in pantry, "I was just looking for some flour for those peanut butter cookies that you love. So anyway what's up then?"
"Well we decided to eat in," Tristan told her, "and also if you could make it something Italian that would be great!"
"Italian huh? How bout some spaghetti so you two can get a hold of the same one piece and-"
"Donna!" Tristan exclaimed a bit annoyed, "please."
"Oh don't you give me that! I know that you are totally in love with her. I mean the way you were looking at her, and the way she was looking at you. It was just so obvious!" she told Tristan,
"Wow do you really think so?" he asked Donna.
"Puhleease honey! It was more than obvious…so when did you guys start going out?" Donna pressed.
"Well, umm, we aren't exactly going out yet," he admitted.
"Why the heck not?! You two are made for each other! My god! It was sooo evident, the two of you met for a reason. And that reason was to be together, I'm sure of it." Donna concluded.
"Yea? Do ya really think? I mean the first time I saw her I thought to myself 'whoa she is the one that you have been waiting for forever.' I'm just glad someone else noticed it too." Tristan admitted.
"Well suga, I think she knows it too, but she was just as scared as you were. Ask her out before both of you lose it." She advised him.
"Thanks Don! I'm really glad you're here," he admitted once again to her as she pulled him into her arms and gave him a hug and placed a kiss onto his cheek.
"Go get her. I'm sure she can't wait to see you. And don't forget to-"
"I won't Donna don't worry! Thanks so much again!" he called to her.
"No problem hun!" Donna called after him, but he was already running up the stairs to find Rory. "Aww to be young and in love that much," Donna chuckled to herself, "aww to be young and in love."
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*I've got to tell Rory what I feel for her no matter what!* Tristan told himself as he began walking up the stairs, *I have to tell her that I, I, that I love her!*
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As Rory heard footsteps coming down the hallway she instantly perked up. *Here he comes! Here he comes! I have to tell him what I feel for him. That I, I that I love him!* she sighed but she knew that he had to know no matter what.
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As Tristan approached the doors to his bedroom he took a deep breath and opened the doors to find Rory sitting sweetly on his bed in her changed clothes. She was wearing a pair of worn out bell-bottom jeans and a purple 3-quarter sleeve shirt that brought out the blue in her eyes. Nobody wearing jeans had ever looked this good to him before.
"Wow" Tristan breathed out loud.
"Wow?" Rory asked.
"You really look great." He told her.
"I'm only wearing jeans though," Rory laughed.
"Yeah but you look really great," he told her.
"Thanks," she said skeptically.
"I have something to tell you Rory." Tristan said to her seriously.
"Ok I have something to tell you to-but you go first," she said.
"Alright, fair enough." Tristan started, "Rory I don't know how to say this, but I-I" he began.
Part Four~ "About Time"
"I-I…" Tristan stuttered again.
*Spit it out already!* Rory thought to herself, *do you feel the same way that I do?*
As Tristan continued to stutter on he realized he sounded like a babbling fool, "Rory, will you go out with me?" he didn't have the nerve to tell her how he felt just yet. He had to save some stuff for another time after all. Besides he did plan on seeing a lot more of her than he had been before.
"Well Tristan, I do think that the 'Tristan and Rory' thing does have a certain ring to it, so yes, I will go out with you." Rory told him her blue eyes glistening and filling up with tears. She noticed Tristan chuckle a little at her 'Tristan/Rory' comment, but she was so happy that she just began to cry.
"Rory what's wrong?" Tristan asked her a single tear slid down her cheek. On instinct Tristan moved his finger to her cheek and wiped away the falling tear. He saw her smile and then he smiled as well, yet other tears trickled from her big blue eyes as Tristan kissed away her tears. She continued to cry a bit, but she also let out a little laugh at his super cute and sweet gesture.
"its just that this is so, its so, so right. I mean you and me. us. you have no idea how long I've been waiting." Tristan nodded in agreement, he understood her, which was one thing that she liked so much about him.
"Trust me I know exactly how you feel…" Tristan sighed.
"Hmmm I don't get it what do you mean," said an obviously confused Rory.
"It's nothing, really," Tristan told her. *You can't tell her how much you've wanted her or else she'll think your…* he couldn't even bear to think of what she would think of that. *Save that story of how much you love her for another time* he told himself.
"Kids! Tristan, Rory! Your dinner is ready!" bellowed Donna from down at the bottom of the stairs. "Food come n get it while it's still hot!"
"What a character," Tristan laughed.
"Oh yea I totally agree with you there," Rory cracked up.
"Well we better go eat now," Tristan said as he grabbed her hand and laced his fingers between hers. "Let's go."
"Mmm." Was Rory's only response.