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A/N: This is my first fanfic and I realize stories like this have been done before, but all turn out differently, so give mine a chance please. Read, Enjoy and please Review!
What you need to know right now: Rory and Tristan are best friends. Rory's mum and dad stayed together when Lorelai fell pregnant. All should be explained in this chapter, so in many ways it's a filler to explain why everything will happen later. READ ON!
Lost In You
Chapter 1: One Fateful Night
Christmastime in Hartford was always the same, the air smelt like falling snow, fireplaces burning and homemade cookies. The small town resembled a silvery wonderland and in the centre of it all lay the humongous Christmas tree that all had pitched in to decorate. However, the most exciting times of all were enjoyed by those younger than most, but more privileged than all. The Queen and King Bee's of Chilton, known as Logan, Finn, Colin, Tristan, Rory, Madeline, Louise and Paris, these were the ones that would no doubt be included on every guest list of every party that was happening during the festive season. The festive season had even managed to brighten up the dark and uninviting hallways of Chilton Academy, school to only the upper-class in Hartford. Due to the lavish decorations about town all seemed perfect behind the manicured lawns, and extravagant mansions, but little did everyone know.
The noisy cafeteria was packed with Chilton students, the table in the centre contained the richest and most popular that had ever entered the doors of Chilton.
"Everyone's still going to Flow's Christmas show tonight right?" Finn asked nobody in particular.
"Yeah, did you get the tickets for everyone like you promised?" Louise asked him as she sipped her drink.
"8 tickets all paid and collected," Finn replied, pulling the tickets from his pocket and distributing them around the table.
Rory turned to Tristan and questioned, "Could you take me?"
"Sure," He replied, without thinking, as though it was taken for granted that he and Rory would be traveling there together.
"You want to know what I think about you two?" Colin interjected.
"What do you think about us Colin?" Tristan asked.
"I think the best friends thing sucks, who wants a best friend when you can't have sex with them? If you ask me you two are just plain stupid," Colin laughed as Paris hit his shoulder.
"Girls and guys can just be friends, you sex-driven maniac,"
"No, they can't," He replied, running his hand down her arm.
"Don't," Paris angrily replied snatching his hand from her arm
Rory Hayden, daughter of a prominent lawyer and trophy wife, entered the hallway of her family's lavishly outfitted mansion. The home, like always, only contained her and a few maids and butlers. The sound of the loud BMW convertible making its way up the driveway, averted Rory's attention and she headed for the door. As she opened the door, she was greeted with the smiling face of Tristan.
"Hey, ready to go?" He greeted her casually, entering the house.
"Just let me grab my purse," Rory replied, walking into the adjacent room.
As Rory turned to walk back into the entrance hall she was stopped by Tristan who had obviously followed her into the room.
"I've been thinking," said Tristan as Rory packed her purse with essential for the night, "about what Colin said."
"What about it?" Rory questioned.
"What if he's right?" asked Tristan, "What if for just one night we forgot the whole friend's thing?"
Rory turned and made her way to the front door, "We have to go"
"Let's not go," He almost begged her.
"Tristan, we have to go," She attempted to resist his stare and brushed past him, almost wishing he wouldn't follow after her continuing to pursue with his wants.
Tristan however didn't catch on and spun her around by the waist, kissing her passionately on the lips.
The two continued kissing until he had pushed her into one of the comfortablechairs in the room.
"Just don't think about it, and do it," He whispered into her ear as he took off his shirt.
Rory looked at Tristan, as a tingling sensation overcame her body at the touch of his hand, she thought to herself 'surely one night of indulgence could do no harm.' With that final thought, Rory stopped thinking about all the problems that might arise from her following through with this and proceeded up the staircase, Tristan in tow.
A/N: Rory won't be a slut, so for all who are worried, all will turn out fine. The sexual side had to start soon, the story will fall around this, you'll understand why as the chapters continue. I enjoy receiving constructive feedback so I appreciate any reviews, good or bad, so review and I'll update soon!