The Very Thought of You
A/N: If it reminds you of the movie, it should because I borrowed some stuff from it.
Summary: An American woman (Rory) recently arrives in London from Stars Hollow and meets three young British men (Tristan, Jess, and Dean).
Chapter 1: Tristan
"I met someone," Tristan said smiling with a dreamy far-away look in his eyes.
Dean and Jess turn to each other with a knowing look. They knew their friend was hopeless, but Tristan couldn't help it. He was chasing after girls since the age of eight. Adding to his already handsome appearance, Tristan just happens to be a true blue blooded royal whose bank account was taken care of by dear old granddad. They turn back to their long time friend and Jess says, "You said that last month. I believe her name was Juliette, the month before that, I believe her name was Catherine, should I continue?"
Tristan runs his hands through his chaotic blonde hair. "But this girl is different," he insisted, "She's not at all intimidated by me. Can you imagine that?! Girls usually bat their eyelashes and flirt like crazy with me."
"Yea, all the women in this world crumble at you feet," Dean said sarcastically.
"Well if it makes you feel any better, she told me to get bent and die." Tristan said with a straight face.
Dean and Jess start laughing, "I beginning to like this girl," said Jess. "Anyone who has the courage to stand up to Tristan Dugrey III wins my respect."
It was a busy Friday night at Charlie's, a popular hang-out for the locals, and we see three very attractive men having their monthly ritual. Of course lately it has been difficult to get all three together since Dean is traveling with a theatrical performance group, Jess just finished his book tour, and Tristan was busy spending his father's money. At first glance these three boys seems like an oddly matched group of friends. But behind appearances and social status, they have a bond that has not been broken by anything or anyone.
"I really have to tell you what happened." Tristan continued, "About three weeks ago I was outside LAX and I see an empty luggage cart, so I pick up my bags and quickly make my way over there..."
***********Flashback-Tristan at the airport*********
"That's my cart," said a beautiful brunette as she starts unloading her luggage onto it.
"Miss, I beg your pardon but this is my cart, I saw it first," Tritan said coldly. Even though this girl was annoying, he couldn't help noticing how her sapphire eyes made her look absolutely stunning.
"I just put my dollar in the machine, so its my cart." Explained the mysterious lady, "You're British right?"
"Yes, I am." Tristan said tentatively wondering what being British had anything to do with his luggage cart being stolen.
"Well I'm heading to London. Yesterday I closed my eyes and placed my finger on a map and 12 hours from now, that's where I'll be. There's another cart over there."
Tristan turned around to look for the cart and when turned back, she was gone.
************* "Great story Tris, I should put that in my next book, I'm sure it'll be a top seller." Jess said.
"Shut up I wasn't finished!"
"There's more to this story? All I got out of it was a luggage cart, girl, luggage cart, and more luggage carts." Jess said with a smirk on his face.
"Focus on the girl!" exclaimed Tristan.
"I would love to if you would stop talking about luggage carts." Jess said as he helped himself to Tristan's untouched fries.
*********Flashback-Airport check-in line*********
Tristan finally made it to the front of the line and as he was confirming his reservations he noticed that the girl he met earlier was at the counter, two lines to his right.
"Would it be possible to buy that girl standing over there a first class ticket and have her sit next to me?" Tristan questioned.
"Sir that's not possible, I would need to see her passport and her flight reservation ticket."
"Isn't there any way to get around that? Couldn't you tell her that she won a free 1st class ticket to London, please?" begged Tristan. He gave her a sad little smile and looked deep into her eyes.
The lady behind the desk wilted at Tristan's pleading gaze. "Okay sir, I'll take care of everything."
"Thank you," said Tristan and gave her the sexiest smile.
**********On the plane***********
Tristan sat comfortably in his seat as he waits patiently for his mysterious chestnut hair girl. He looks out the window and realizes that the plane is about to take off. He feels someone take their seat next to him, as he turns, he is attacked by a horribly pungent perfume. He looks at the person sitting next to him and he realizes that a big bosomed middle age woman with gigantic red hair just sat next to him.
The woman gave him a terrifying smile and said, "This is going to be a wonderful flight." She gave Tristan a wink and a rub on his knee.
"I beg your pardon?!" Tristan asked totally horrified, "May I ask how you got this seat?"
"Well sugar, there was this adorable young lady who wanted to sell her first class ticket; so here I am. How could I possibly be so lucky? I have a first class ticket and a handsome man sitting next to me." She said with a seductive undertone.
"Ma'am, please excuse me." Tristan said politely trying hard not to touch her as jump over her and run away.
He peeked though the curtain that divided the first class passengers from the economy class to search for that girl. Looking at the sea of noisy kids, loud parents, and tired grandparents, he found her. She was near the back with her face tilted towards the window. He made his way over to her and said, "Hello I'm Tristan." With full confidence in his voice.
Looking up, Rory wondered why this overconfident man kept popping up everywhere. He was definitely sexy but way too cocky to be attractive in her taste. "Hi, I'm Rory."
"Is this seat taken?"
"So far no one has claimed it, so I guess its available."
"Rumor has it that you won a first class ticket." Tristan stated as he sat in the seat next to hers.
"I'm sorry, I sold the ticket to someone else. If you asked me sooner, I would have gladly sold you the ticket."
Tristan looked at her with a baffled expression. Does she actually think that I, Tristan Dugrey, lack money and that I would try to buy a ticket from her?! "NO! You don't understand, I bought you the first class ticket expecting that you would actually use it and honor me with your company on this flight." Tristan explained with a suave finish at the end.
"Who are you and what the hell makes you think that you can "buy" me?!" Rory exclaimed. Rory looked at Tristan's face and realized that this young man has never been questioned like that before.
"Miss, I really didn't mean to offend you. I'm sorry to have bothered you." Said Tristan who was still confused on exactly what happened. He stood up and made his way across the aisle and sat in the seat closest to the window. He looked out gloomily at the clouds below. Feeling a little hurt and embarrassed, he wondered what he did wrong. And after a few minutes pondering on it, he came to the conclusion that it was entirely Rory's fault. She was the lunatic who turned down a sexy man with a very big bank account.
***** "Why in bloody hell did you tell us that miserable story?!" Dean said.
"Because my friends, I think she's the one. She intelligent, she's beautiful, she's everything a woman should be!"
"But this girl hates you and you think you want to spend the rest of your life with her?"
"Yes." Tristan said hopelessly. "But you didn't let me finish my story. The best part is when she came over." ******
"Is this seat taken?"
"No," Tristan said flatly without facing the voice behind him.
"I came to apologize," Rory offered, "and I was hoping that you take this money back."
Tristan's head snaps towards Rory and realized that this flight might actually turn out to be an amazing journey. "No no, let's forget about all of that and start fresh. Hello, I'm Tristan Dugrey." Tristan said as he offered his hand.
"Nice to meet you Tristan, my name is Rory..."
*************** "I still think it's a miserable story." Dean said, "What happened to the girl after the flight?"
"Oh she's staying at the manor." Tristan said casually.
"You're actually serious about this girl." Jess said with a look of disbelief. "The last girl that stayed there was Nikki."
"Let's not talk about that." Tristan said with a cringe. "I know I'm not the most faithful guy, I know I have made so many errors in my past, but this girl makes me want to become a better man."
Dean and Jess looked at Tristan with a look of skepticism. Not sure whether to laugh or applaud, they continued to stare in disbelief.
Dean cleared his throat to cut the awkward silence and said, "Hate to leave early guys, but I have a date with a beautiful goddess tonight." Dean got up from the table and took some money out of his pocket. "I'll see you guys later."
"Tell Laura I said hi," Jess said, thankful that he didn't have to comment on Tristan little speech.
"I can't because I broke up with her last week." Dean said
"Huh?" questioned Jess. "Who could possibly be better than Laura?"
Dean gave a shrug and a goofy grin as he exited the door.
A/N: If it reminds you of the movie, it should because I borrowed some stuff from it.
Summary: An American woman (Rory) recently arrives in London from Stars Hollow and meets three young British men (Tristan, Jess, and Dean).
Chapter 1: Tristan
"I met someone," Tristan said smiling with a dreamy far-away look in his eyes.
Dean and Jess turn to each other with a knowing look. They knew their friend was hopeless, but Tristan couldn't help it. He was chasing after girls since the age of eight. Adding to his already handsome appearance, Tristan just happens to be a true blue blooded royal whose bank account was taken care of by dear old granddad. They turn back to their long time friend and Jess says, "You said that last month. I believe her name was Juliette, the month before that, I believe her name was Catherine, should I continue?"
Tristan runs his hands through his chaotic blonde hair. "But this girl is different," he insisted, "She's not at all intimidated by me. Can you imagine that?! Girls usually bat their eyelashes and flirt like crazy with me."
"Yea, all the women in this world crumble at you feet," Dean said sarcastically.
"Well if it makes you feel any better, she told me to get bent and die." Tristan said with a straight face.
Dean and Jess start laughing, "I beginning to like this girl," said Jess. "Anyone who has the courage to stand up to Tristan Dugrey III wins my respect."
It was a busy Friday night at Charlie's, a popular hang-out for the locals, and we see three very attractive men having their monthly ritual. Of course lately it has been difficult to get all three together since Dean is traveling with a theatrical performance group, Jess just finished his book tour, and Tristan was busy spending his father's money. At first glance these three boys seems like an oddly matched group of friends. But behind appearances and social status, they have a bond that has not been broken by anything or anyone.
"I really have to tell you what happened." Tristan continued, "About three weeks ago I was outside LAX and I see an empty luggage cart, so I pick up my bags and quickly make my way over there..."
***********Flashback-Tristan at the airport*********
"That's my cart," said a beautiful brunette as she starts unloading her luggage onto it.
"Miss, I beg your pardon but this is my cart, I saw it first," Tritan said coldly. Even though this girl was annoying, he couldn't help noticing how her sapphire eyes made her look absolutely stunning.
"I just put my dollar in the machine, so its my cart." Explained the mysterious lady, "You're British right?"
"Yes, I am." Tristan said tentatively wondering what being British had anything to do with his luggage cart being stolen.
"Well I'm heading to London. Yesterday I closed my eyes and placed my finger on a map and 12 hours from now, that's where I'll be. There's another cart over there."
Tristan turned around to look for the cart and when turned back, she was gone.
************* "Great story Tris, I should put that in my next book, I'm sure it'll be a top seller." Jess said.
"Shut up I wasn't finished!"
"There's more to this story? All I got out of it was a luggage cart, girl, luggage cart, and more luggage carts." Jess said with a smirk on his face.
"Focus on the girl!" exclaimed Tristan.
"I would love to if you would stop talking about luggage carts." Jess said as he helped himself to Tristan's untouched fries.
*********Flashback-Airport check-in line*********
Tristan finally made it to the front of the line and as he was confirming his reservations he noticed that the girl he met earlier was at the counter, two lines to his right.
"Would it be possible to buy that girl standing over there a first class ticket and have her sit next to me?" Tristan questioned.
"Sir that's not possible, I would need to see her passport and her flight reservation ticket."
"Isn't there any way to get around that? Couldn't you tell her that she won a free 1st class ticket to London, please?" begged Tristan. He gave her a sad little smile and looked deep into her eyes.
The lady behind the desk wilted at Tristan's pleading gaze. "Okay sir, I'll take care of everything."
"Thank you," said Tristan and gave her the sexiest smile.
**********On the plane***********
Tristan sat comfortably in his seat as he waits patiently for his mysterious chestnut hair girl. He looks out the window and realizes that the plane is about to take off. He feels someone take their seat next to him, as he turns, he is attacked by a horribly pungent perfume. He looks at the person sitting next to him and he realizes that a big bosomed middle age woman with gigantic red hair just sat next to him.
The woman gave him a terrifying smile and said, "This is going to be a wonderful flight." She gave Tristan a wink and a rub on his knee.
"I beg your pardon?!" Tristan asked totally horrified, "May I ask how you got this seat?"
"Well sugar, there was this adorable young lady who wanted to sell her first class ticket; so here I am. How could I possibly be so lucky? I have a first class ticket and a handsome man sitting next to me." She said with a seductive undertone.
"Ma'am, please excuse me." Tristan said politely trying hard not to touch her as jump over her and run away.
He peeked though the curtain that divided the first class passengers from the economy class to search for that girl. Looking at the sea of noisy kids, loud parents, and tired grandparents, he found her. She was near the back with her face tilted towards the window. He made his way over to her and said, "Hello I'm Tristan." With full confidence in his voice.
Looking up, Rory wondered why this overconfident man kept popping up everywhere. He was definitely sexy but way too cocky to be attractive in her taste. "Hi, I'm Rory."
"Is this seat taken?"
"So far no one has claimed it, so I guess its available."
"Rumor has it that you won a first class ticket." Tristan stated as he sat in the seat next to hers.
"I'm sorry, I sold the ticket to someone else. If you asked me sooner, I would have gladly sold you the ticket."
Tristan looked at her with a baffled expression. Does she actually think that I, Tristan Dugrey, lack money and that I would try to buy a ticket from her?! "NO! You don't understand, I bought you the first class ticket expecting that you would actually use it and honor me with your company on this flight." Tristan explained with a suave finish at the end.
"Who are you and what the hell makes you think that you can "buy" me?!" Rory exclaimed. Rory looked at Tristan's face and realized that this young man has never been questioned like that before.
"Miss, I really didn't mean to offend you. I'm sorry to have bothered you." Said Tristan who was still confused on exactly what happened. He stood up and made his way across the aisle and sat in the seat closest to the window. He looked out gloomily at the clouds below. Feeling a little hurt and embarrassed, he wondered what he did wrong. And after a few minutes pondering on it, he came to the conclusion that it was entirely Rory's fault. She was the lunatic who turned down a sexy man with a very big bank account.
***** "Why in bloody hell did you tell us that miserable story?!" Dean said.
"Because my friends, I think she's the one. She intelligent, she's beautiful, she's everything a woman should be!"
"But this girl hates you and you think you want to spend the rest of your life with her?"
"Yes." Tristan said hopelessly. "But you didn't let me finish my story. The best part is when she came over." ******
"Is this seat taken?"
"No," Tristan said flatly without facing the voice behind him.
"I came to apologize," Rory offered, "and I was hoping that you take this money back."
Tristan's head snaps towards Rory and realized that this flight might actually turn out to be an amazing journey. "No no, let's forget about all of that and start fresh. Hello, I'm Tristan Dugrey." Tristan said as he offered his hand.
"Nice to meet you Tristan, my name is Rory..."
*************** "I still think it's a miserable story." Dean said, "What happened to the girl after the flight?"
"Oh she's staying at the manor." Tristan said casually.
"You're actually serious about this girl." Jess said with a look of disbelief. "The last girl that stayed there was Nikki."
"Let's not talk about that." Tristan said with a cringe. "I know I'm not the most faithful guy, I know I have made so many errors in my past, but this girl makes me want to become a better man."
Dean and Jess looked at Tristan with a look of skepticism. Not sure whether to laugh or applaud, they continued to stare in disbelief.
Dean cleared his throat to cut the awkward silence and said, "Hate to leave early guys, but I have a date with a beautiful goddess tonight." Dean got up from the table and took some money out of his pocket. "I'll see you guys later."
"Tell Laura I said hi," Jess said, thankful that he didn't have to comment on Tristan little speech.
"I can't because I broke up with her last week." Dean said
"Huh?" questioned Jess. "Who could possibly be better than Laura?"
Dean gave a shrug and a goofy grin as he exited the door.