A/N: I was sitting at my computer listening to this song about 25 times (seriously) and this story popped into my head. Oh, and just so you know, I'm working on the next chapter to my story 'Screamer'.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, (I Hate) Everything About You, or Three Days Grace. *sniff, sniff*
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Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven't missed you yet
Every room mate kept awake
By every sigh and scream we make
All the feelings that I get
But I still don't miss you yet
Only when I stop to think about it
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Why did he always do this to her? She asked herself. Tristan was the perfect boyfriend, right? He loved her and was always there for her, exept for when he was drunk. But it wasn't that often, really. He usually didn't drink, but when he did, it was bad. He hadn't meant to cheat on her, he'd made that clear the next day, after the rumors had started.
She hated him so much sometimes! But she still loved him. She always would, she knew that. She couldn't get away from him. She told herself that he was a jackass that meant nothing to her, but she didn't believe it. Paris and Lane had tried to convince her that Tristan was just a jerk and she should forget about him and move on. But she couldn't. She would always remember how he had fought Dean for her at the Christmas dance. Up until that time she hadn't been sure if she was a conquest or not. But after that she knew she meant more.
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I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
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Summer had always liked him. And always hated Rory. After Tristan had asked Rory to be his girlfriend, the hate intensified. She knew that Tristan rarely got drunk, but when he did she knew he was vulnerable, especially when Rory wasn't around. And Rory hadn't been at the party that night. Summer had seen her chance and she'd gone for it. By lunch on Monday the whole school knew that Tristan had cheated on Rory. The golden couple was no more. Summer had made sure of that.
Tristan had begged her to forgive him, told her that he'd been drunk, that he loved her and not Summer. She knew he was telling the truth, but the damage had been done, he'd cheated on her. Why didn't she listen to Paris and Lane had told her not to go out with him? They said that she would only get hurt. And Jess had sworn that if Tristan broke her heart, he would be in a coma for years to come. At the moment Paris and Lane were at the diner trying to help Luke keep Jess in the apartment so he wouldn't drive to Hartford and beat the hell out of Tristan.
Just four hours ago she'd heard that her boyfriend that she loved and trusted more than anything in the world had betrayed her. Three and a half hours ago Tristan had been on his knees in the deserted corridor, while eveyone else was in fifth hour, tears in his eyes, holding her hand and begging her to take him back. She'd never seen him cry up until that moment. She had wanted to hold him and tell him it was okay, but she couldn't bring herself to. She'd pulled her hand away and bolted to her car.
Tristan had walked into Paris's fifth period and told her what happened. She actually walked out of the class and left the school to go to Stars Hollow. But not before telling him to go home too.
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Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven't missed you yet
Only when I stop to think about it
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
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Rory ran her hand over her face, drying the tears that had been free falling for hours. Why did he mean so much to her? She had her mom, Paris, Jess, Lane, and Luke. Why did losing Tristan affect her so much? But no matter what she told herself or what anyone else said to her, she knew he meant everything to her and no one could replace him. He was the worst thing to ever happen to her, she knew that. He'd made her cry and hurt and she'd felt hell with him. He kept her confused and in the dark. But he was also the best thing to ever happen to her. He made her laugh and when she was with him she was happier than she'd ever been in her life. She was in heaven when she was with him. He loved her and protected her. She hated him but she had to love him.
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Only when I stop
To think about you I know
Only when you stop
To think about me do you know
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
You hate everything about me
Why do you love me
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She heard a knock on her window and her head popped up. Rain flooded the yard with water three inches deep and she saw a tall, muscular outline against the dark sky, "No," she whispered to herself, he couldn't be there, she couldn't take it. She blinked to make sure he was really there, and he was. She walked over and pushed open the window to reveal a soaked Tristan. She closed her eyes, he had too much nerve. "How long have you been standing there?"
"An hour, maybe one and a half."
"It's been pouring all day!"
"Rory, I had to see you." He'd obviously been crying by the red outline around his eyes.
"Well, talk."
"Rory please, I was drunk."
"I know."
"And I barely ever drink."
"I know."
"I never meant to sleep with Summer, she means nothing to me, I love you and only you!"
"I know," she said softly, tears filling her eyes, "But that doesn't change the fact that you did."
"Please."
"No."
"I love you!"
"You can't! It's not fair that you do this to me!"
He closed his eyes, "How can I win back your love?"
"You never lost it."
"Then why won't you take me back?"
"You betrayed me, I can't trust you."
He swallowed the lump in his throat, tears threatening to fall, "Will you ever be able to again?"
"I don't know. We'll have to see."
"I love you," he whispered, taking her hand and kissing the back of it, "And I will get you back." He turned and got in his car, leaving her standing there, staring at his back as the rain soaked through her thin shirt and ran over her tear stained face. Was that a threat or a promise?
She closed her eyes, forcing herself not to look at him, why did he play so many mind games with her? "I hate you Tristan." She whispered to the night as his car sped into the distance.
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I hate
You hate
I hate
You love me
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
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A/N: I plan on only making this a one-parter but if you guys want it to be longer, and I get enough reviews, I might make it a story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, (I Hate) Everything About You, or Three Days Grace. *sniff, sniff*
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Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven't missed you yet
Every room mate kept awake
By every sigh and scream we make
All the feelings that I get
But I still don't miss you yet
Only when I stop to think about it
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Why did he always do this to her? She asked herself. Tristan was the perfect boyfriend, right? He loved her and was always there for her, exept for when he was drunk. But it wasn't that often, really. He usually didn't drink, but when he did, it was bad. He hadn't meant to cheat on her, he'd made that clear the next day, after the rumors had started.
She hated him so much sometimes! But she still loved him. She always would, she knew that. She couldn't get away from him. She told herself that he was a jackass that meant nothing to her, but she didn't believe it. Paris and Lane had tried to convince her that Tristan was just a jerk and she should forget about him and move on. But she couldn't. She would always remember how he had fought Dean for her at the Christmas dance. Up until that time she hadn't been sure if she was a conquest or not. But after that she knew she meant more.
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I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
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Summer had always liked him. And always hated Rory. After Tristan had asked Rory to be his girlfriend, the hate intensified. She knew that Tristan rarely got drunk, but when he did she knew he was vulnerable, especially when Rory wasn't around. And Rory hadn't been at the party that night. Summer had seen her chance and she'd gone for it. By lunch on Monday the whole school knew that Tristan had cheated on Rory. The golden couple was no more. Summer had made sure of that.
Tristan had begged her to forgive him, told her that he'd been drunk, that he loved her and not Summer. She knew he was telling the truth, but the damage had been done, he'd cheated on her. Why didn't she listen to Paris and Lane had told her not to go out with him? They said that she would only get hurt. And Jess had sworn that if Tristan broke her heart, he would be in a coma for years to come. At the moment Paris and Lane were at the diner trying to help Luke keep Jess in the apartment so he wouldn't drive to Hartford and beat the hell out of Tristan.
Just four hours ago she'd heard that her boyfriend that she loved and trusted more than anything in the world had betrayed her. Three and a half hours ago Tristan had been on his knees in the deserted corridor, while eveyone else was in fifth hour, tears in his eyes, holding her hand and begging her to take him back. She'd never seen him cry up until that moment. She had wanted to hold him and tell him it was okay, but she couldn't bring herself to. She'd pulled her hand away and bolted to her car.
Tristan had walked into Paris's fifth period and told her what happened. She actually walked out of the class and left the school to go to Stars Hollow. But not before telling him to go home too.
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Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven't missed you yet
Only when I stop to think about it
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
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Rory ran her hand over her face, drying the tears that had been free falling for hours. Why did he mean so much to her? She had her mom, Paris, Jess, Lane, and Luke. Why did losing Tristan affect her so much? But no matter what she told herself or what anyone else said to her, she knew he meant everything to her and no one could replace him. He was the worst thing to ever happen to her, she knew that. He'd made her cry and hurt and she'd felt hell with him. He kept her confused and in the dark. But he was also the best thing to ever happen to her. He made her laugh and when she was with him she was happier than she'd ever been in her life. She was in heaven when she was with him. He loved her and protected her. She hated him but she had to love him.
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Only when I stop
To think about you I know
Only when you stop
To think about me do you know
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
You hate everything about me
Why do you love me
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She heard a knock on her window and her head popped up. Rain flooded the yard with water three inches deep and she saw a tall, muscular outline against the dark sky, "No," she whispered to herself, he couldn't be there, she couldn't take it. She blinked to make sure he was really there, and he was. She walked over and pushed open the window to reveal a soaked Tristan. She closed her eyes, he had too much nerve. "How long have you been standing there?"
"An hour, maybe one and a half."
"It's been pouring all day!"
"Rory, I had to see you." He'd obviously been crying by the red outline around his eyes.
"Well, talk."
"Rory please, I was drunk."
"I know."
"And I barely ever drink."
"I know."
"I never meant to sleep with Summer, she means nothing to me, I love you and only you!"
"I know," she said softly, tears filling her eyes, "But that doesn't change the fact that you did."
"Please."
"No."
"I love you!"
"You can't! It's not fair that you do this to me!"
He closed his eyes, "How can I win back your love?"
"You never lost it."
"Then why won't you take me back?"
"You betrayed me, I can't trust you."
He swallowed the lump in his throat, tears threatening to fall, "Will you ever be able to again?"
"I don't know. We'll have to see."
"I love you," he whispered, taking her hand and kissing the back of it, "And I will get you back." He turned and got in his car, leaving her standing there, staring at his back as the rain soaked through her thin shirt and ran over her tear stained face. Was that a threat or a promise?
She closed her eyes, forcing herself not to look at him, why did he play so many mind games with her? "I hate you Tristan." She whispered to the night as his car sped into the distance.
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I hate
You hate
I hate
You love me
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
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A/N: I plan on only making this a one-parter but if you guys want it to be longer, and I get enough reviews, I might make it a story.