Author's Note: I re-read the beginning of this story. (Previously titled A Night to Remember) I realized how bad it actually was, blame it on being younger at the time of course. It was one of my original fan fictions and I guess my talent has gotten better over the last time I wrote this fiction. So I may change this a little but this time I know how it's going to go, maybe. Support from my reviewers from the beginning since I've posted it. I realized it did go very fast; way to fast so I'm going to move slower with this fic and so far I think it's a pretty good piece of writing now.
Disclaimer: As far as I know I do not own the wonderful characters…. I wish. The title was inspired by John Mayer's song Back to You.
Back to You
Chapter One: Missing You
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Woke up today, thinking of you
Another night and I made my way through
So many dreams still left in my mind
But it can never come true~ Until I get over you, Christina Milian
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She wasn't supposed to be thinking of him, this much she knew. How come he could have such an effect on her for leaving? She should be happy, relieved, he had always bothered her but somehow she wasn't. She was upset and distraught, she couldn't understand what was going on in her head.
Dean and her had broken up the night before but she had been the one who broke it up this time, she wouldn't give Dean a straight answer didn't want to see his face when she mentioned Tristan, Tristan being the reason they broke up so she hadn't told him. She had just said it was over, he had accepted it much to her surprise. He didn't ask any questions just murmured a simple 'okay'. She should be thinking of him, she had loved him not of Tristan…Tristan was someone she shouldn't be thinking of but yet she was dreaming of him and missing him it was wrong yet so right. Sighing she got out of bed knowing sleeping any longer would be useless and so she sat down at her desk found a pen and then searched for a blank piece of paper, none was to be found. Her eyes caught on the program in front of her and nearly had her cry but she didn't she just sat and stared at it. Why did he have to leave?
Act V
Lorelai Gilmore as Juliet
Tristan DuGrey as Romeo
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It was a stupid piece of paper, it shouldn't be having such an effect on him but it did. The program from Act five in Romeo and Juliet. He was supposed to be Romeo, she Juliet but of course she had screwed that all up, Rory Gilmore. The reason why he had come here after all, if she hadn't made that last remark the night of his robbing the safe then he wouldn't have done. But in his heart he knew he had to get away from her, away from everything in Hartford that defined him he didn't want to be the heartless person everyone in that city was, he needed to become a different person before he could come back and prove himself to Rory once and for all. Sighing he stretched out on his uncomfortable bed and suddenly had the urge to write to her. Knowing it would be a bad idea he sighed deeply and ran a hand through his hair. He leaned over propping himself up by his elbow and opened his nightstand drawer. There tucked in the corner lay a pair of unused, untouched PJ Harvey tickets. He didn't even like this guy, girl he corrected himself remembering what Rory had told him. Slamming the nightstand drawer close he walks over to his bookcase and pulls out his yearbook from the previous year. There it was Lorelai Gilmore. He looked at the picture for a long time wondering how such a simple girl could turn his life upside down.
Soon after he sat down at his desk grabbed a pen and a piece of paper and started to write.
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November 19, 2001
Tristan,
I don't know why this bothers me as much as it does…so just bear with me. You've only been gone what three days? And I already miss you. It's crazy really because I shouldn't be the one missing you. I'm sure all of your groupies have this covered. I bet I'm not the first letter you've gotten nor the last…eventually I'm sure they'll stop writing when they find a new King of Chilton. Chilton's going to be pretty boring now I hope you know, no reason for Paris to be mad at me anymore! Who's going to call me Mary? Don't get any ideas, Tristan—don't you dare ask one of your friends to call me that because you're not going to be there. I know how your mind works, scary thought there. So, I just wanted to tell you that I miss you, don't let that inflate that ego of yours.
From,
Rory Gilmore.
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November 19, 2001
Rory,
I miss you.
- Tristan DuGrey
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A few days later…
She couldn't believe it. Here in her hands lay a letter from Tristan DuGrey. That was odd she had sent him a letter just a couple days of ago. Unless, Tristan had been thinking of her as well. That was ridiculous Tristan missing someone like her? She tore the letter open and there in his annoying scrawl was I miss you. So he did miss her she smiled at the letter and wanted to do a happy dance. However, unlike her mother she did know her limits of craziness. "This calls for a coffee celebration," Rory murmurs to herself running out of her house and to Luke's. On the way there she bumped into Jess who was as usual reading. "Hi Jess!" She calls out happily while grinning. She enters Luke's causing the bell to jingle, she's surprised to see her mother there it was only three, normally she didn't get off of work before four. "Mom!" she greets happily hugging her mother.
"Hey babe," Lorelai greets back surprised at Rory's sudden hug. "What's up?"
"Nothing it's just a beautiful day,"
"You got a letter from Tristan, huh?" she teases and Rory stares at her mother.
"How did you know?"
"I got the mail this afternoon during my lunch break,"
"Oh,"
"So what did he say?"
"I miss you," Rory whispers and Lorelai smiles at her. "He likes you,"
"How do you know?"
"Someone's got to like you if they only put I miss you,"
"Maybe," she mumbles quietly getting lost into her own thoughts again.
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"Mail for you, DuGrey," Tristan's roommate Jon says coming back from the mailroom.
"How many letters this time?"
"Just one. From some Gilmore chick,"
"Gilmore?" he says surprised.
"Rory Gilmore," Jon reports and Tristan's already snatched it out of his hands.
"So, this is the girl,"
"What girl?"
"The one that you came here because of,"
"Not true," he retorts and Jon just nods knowingly. "Yeah right,"
"Believe what you want. I broke into that safe fair and square,"
"Because of her," Jon says, egging him on.
"Whatever man," Tristan replies in defeat as he tears the letter open. He reads it quickly and his frown turns into a full-fledged grin. "Well? What does it say?" Jon questions looking suspiciously at Tristan, his roommate never had been one for smiling, what did this girl say to him?
"She misses me," he replied simply and Jon just shakes his head at him.
"Man you've got it bad,"
"You're telling me," Tristan murmurs more to himself then his roommate. "She really does miss me," he says in shock re-reading the letter one more time.
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A/N 2: So what did you all think? Hate it? Love it? Tell me PLEASE! I love reviews…and even e-mails (klm111a@yahoo.com) THANK YOU!
