A.N : I was bored and rewatched the season finale. It
got me all sad and stuff. So yeah. This was the result. -shrug- Although
I doubt that Rory would react this way, I thought "What the hell? It's
my story... and I want them to get together!" :-D
The Way You Make Me Feel
He didn't know why he
cared.
He didn't why she didn't
care.
He didn't know why he didn't
just give up.
Desperation can make you do
stupid things, as he very well knew. It made you panic, it made you do
anything
you
could. It made you weak, vulnerable, and it made you lose control. All
of which was the complete anti-thesis to the image that Tristan DuGrey
put out to the world. Tristan DuGrey did not panic, he did not
do
anything he could, he was neither weak nor vulnerable and he was
always
in control.
Yet desperation changed all
that. A girl who didn't want to have anything to do with him changed all
that. His desperation for that elusive girl made him move beyond the smooth,
confident veneer that he exuded.
"You're pathetic, Tristan.
Keep the books, I'm leaving."
The finality of her words
struck a deep chord in him, and he could feel his heart beat that little
bit faster, could feel the desperation threaten to overwhelm him.
He did the only other thing
he could think of, the only other thing he could do, the only thing
he wanted to do: in two long strides, he caught up with her. Within
moments, his hand was delving into her long brown hair as his lips sought
hers out.
Rory's first instinct was
to pull away, but the soft and tender way that he was kissing her gave
her pause. His kiss wasn't demanding and rough like she had expected; it
was slow and languorous, and his lips were softly coaxing a response from
her. Before she knew it and before she could help herself, she found herself
leaning into him, her hand raking through his tousled blonde hair, her
lips opening under the gentle pressure of his. There was a soft thud before
she felt his other arm snake around her waist, pulling her closer to her
body.
Through the haze that his
mind was in, Tristan dimly acknowledged that this kiss was ten times better
than their first one at Madeline's party. This time, she was in his arms,
willingly. This time, she was responding. This time, he felt like he was
floating on air. He deepened the kiss, as he felt her arms tighten around
his neck.
This time, she didn't pull
away, didn't run away crying.
Slowly, his senses came back
to him and he reluctantly broke away from her, only to crush her to him
and close his eyes at the feeling of her in his arms. It was a feeling
that he had dreamt of for so long. It was a feeling that felt right.
"I'd really love it if you'd
come with me to the concert, Rory. Please?" he whispered, not even trying
to disguise the pleading in his voice. He had nothing left to lose.
Rory wasn't quite sure what
had happened. How they were just suddenly kissing, how wonderful she felt
and why it all happened. But she took a chance; she wanted to find out
what that tingly feeling in her stomach was all about.
"Okay." was her simple answer.
Tristan let out the breath
he didn't know he was holding in, and gave her one last squeeze before
pulling back from her. When he moved away from her, Rory was taken aback
by the smile of pure joy that was etched on his handsome face. Tristan
grabbed ahold of her hand, pressed a kiss to her palm before leaning down
to pick up her books that he had dropped whilst in her embrace.
"C'mon, I've give you a ride
home," he offered as he tugged on her hand.
Still somewhat dazed, she
felt herself nod and let Tristan lead her to his car. Whatever it was that
had happened, it couldn't be that bad, she reasoned. And whatever was happening
between them couldn't be bad either... She had a gut feeling that she was
doing the right thing by taking a chance on Tristan. Instinctively she
tightened her fingers around Tristan's and when he turned questioningly
to her, she beamed a bright smile at him. Her smile earned her a chuckle
from him as he let go of her hand to drape his arm across her shoulders.
Their eyes met again, and they exchanged smiles.
Rory never did see Dean waiting
for her.
Finis