"Hey Rory, I'm really happy right now" Tristan said, smiling down at his girlfriend, Rory Gilmore. They were walking down the street hand in hand at lunch hour.
"Me too." Rory smiled back. She moved her body towards Tristan's slyly and Tristan let go of Rory's hand to put his arms around her shoulder.
Well well well, I see Rory Gilmore got her hands on him!! I can't believe it! If she never came to Chilton, Tristan would have been mine! (A.N. incase you don't know who this is, its Paris. They are still in Harvard for schooling) I will find a way to get him. Rory may had had the title as valedictorian at Chilton, but she won't have Tristan. He is mine!
A year later. At a party where they first kissed.
Tristan had his arms around his girlfriend's waist, and her arms around Tristan's neck. They swayed to the music in their own rthym. It was a fast song, but they just leaned on eachother. Rory's face was leaned on Tristan's shoulder, and Tristan's chin on Rory's head.
"Happy anniversary, Rory."
"Happy anniversary, Tristan. I...I...I love you." Rory said. She blushed. Her face was still leaning on Tristan's shoulder. She didn't plan to say it. She just blurted it out without realizing it. Ohmygosh. Did I say I love you to Tristan? Oh...what happens if he's not ready. It's ok. I'll stay with him. No breakup. He means too much to me over an expression. Emotional expression...oh no...
Tristan lifted Rory's face away from his shoulder with his fingers under her chin. "I love you, Rory" and leaned down and kissed her. After they broke the kiss, Tristan looked into Rory's eyes. His face was shone with love. There was no mistaken for it. He just pulled Rory closer to him, and he breathed in deeply and sighed. "I love the way you and I fit together. I love the way how you look at me, and I feel so important. I love the way you smile at me, because when you do, I just don't see anything else. I love the way when you kiss me, I don't realize there is other things around us--parties, people. I love the way you hug me. I feel so protected and loved. I love how you call me, just to say hi or bye. I love the sound of your laugh. When I'm sad, just hearing that sound brightens my day. I could hear that sound forever. I love about your smartness. You work hard, you got this far by yourself. Your kindness, your sweetness. Just about anything. You captivate me. You entrall me. I love how you don't realize how beautiful you are. I love you because you love me, and because you're you! The ten reasons aren't the only reasons why I love you. Those ten extend to so many other reasons why I love you."
Rory had tears in her eyes. They dropped on Tristan's clothing. "I'm sorry." Rory meant about his shirt. Tristan understood.
"No. I don't care. Don't cry. What did I do?" Tristan asked.
"Nothing. It was so beautiful. That's all." Rory reassured. Since Tristan gave the 10 I love yous. She decided to say something too. She never thought of it, she just looked deep into her heart.
"Thank you for loving me. Thank you for all the memories we've created together. Thank you for waiting for me. So long you just waited. Thank you for making my dreams come true. Thank you for believing in me, that I can do anything. Thank you for all the comfort you gave me whe I was down. Thank you for all the laughs we shared. Thank you for being there for me. Thank you for all the wonderful words you say about me. But lastly, thank you for being you, and loving me so much. Thank you." Rory concluded.
"You know what. You don't need to thank me. I want to thank you for loving me back. It's so easy to fall for you, like breathing. I sometime think you're a witch. You cast a spell over me" Tristan chuckled. "Cliche, huh?"
Rory laughed softly with Tristan.
Tristan added, "but all the cliches, what I say is true."
"I know."
The noice was just there, but the two couples didn't realize it.
Tristan held Rory close to him. "Do you know, I'm happy just holding you? It feels so right."
Rory looked up. "I know. It's the same for me. We wasted so much time."
"No. I think developing the relationship when we did made it this good. Imagine if we dated when we were 16, or 19. We might not have survived. We have this friendship that keeps us strong. Although I wish I had the previlege to hold you, kiss you, share inside jokes with you earlier, what meant to be, is to be."
"You're right" Rory smiled and bent her head down to Tristan's. Where it belonged.
Finally a slow dance came on. You are my everything by 98 degrees.
"Rory, promise me something."
"Of course." They didn't move from their position.
"Never break my heart." Tristan said.
Rory once again looked up, and kissed Tristan. She broke the kiss, their eyes met, their lips just one centimeter away, she murmured, "Never. I think if anyone does the heart breaking, it'd be you." Then Tristan bent his head to kiss his girlfriend again.
I love you Rory. All other thoughts were lost on him.
At the same time, just at the couch one foot away from the dance floor.
So, Tristan and Rory made a one year anniversary. Be happy as you can, Rory, because it won't last. Tristan IS mine! Paris thought to herself. She sulked at the couch throughout the night watching Tristan dance away with Rory.
All through the party, Tristan and Rory just slow danced, kissed, held eachother and just happy to be together.
Just a minute later, "Rory, we're graduating soon. In three months we're done. What's going to happen to us?" Tristan asked brushing his lips on her hair.
"I want us to be together...if you want...." Rory caught off, Tristan had cradled her chin in his hands and caught the eye contact.
"Don't you ever doubt I don't want to be with you." Tristan said and brushed his lips lightly over Rory's.
"I won't then. So what will happen to us? World is so big, Tristan. You want to be a doctor, me a reporter. It's going to be hard to keep contact and everything." Rory started. She was nervous. I can't lose Tristan. He means so much to me.
"We'll find a way, together." Tristan said. She's worried. Don't worry Rory, I'll never let you go. I just found you.
"Let's figure it out when the time comes. If we love each other as we say we do, love will conquer all, right?" Rory said hopefully.
"Yes." Tristan said. But he was doubtful of fairytales; however, ever since he met Rory, he believed in everything. I hope you love me as you say you do. If you love me as half as I love you, it'll work out.
TBC sowwiez, writers block, more to come, R/R plz!!!!!!!!!! I will rite more, but later chapters are gonna be speed up in time cuz I really want to end this story! Thanx fer readin' this far!