Best Friends Chapter Two
Same pairing, disclaimer, etc. of chapter one
One with the chapter:
P1C2
"Hey Tristan, wanna do me a big favor?" Rory asked as she walked into her bedroom with two coffees. One for herself and one for the Tristan who was reclining on her bedroom floor flipping through a magazine.
"Yes, I'll buy you a new red mustang." He teased.
"No really."
"Yeah, what is it?" He asked looking over at her.
"Will you pplleeaassee come to dinner with us tonight? My dad is going and I don't wanna be alone when they all start fighting." Rory made a pout. "Pwease?"
He laughed. How could he say no to that cute face? "Yeah, Ror, of course, but if you really wanna spend more time with me."
"Tristan!" He laughed.
"So you're pretty sure they're going to start fighting huh?" He asked going more serious.
"Pretty. They usually do."
P2C2
"Hello Rory, Lorelei, Christopher, and ooh, you brought Mr. DuGrey with you as well!" Emily smiled and led them to the dining room. She really liked Tristan and stated numerous times that she thought that he and Rory were going to get married one day.
"No sitting room, mom?" Lorelei asked.
"No, dinner was made early today." They all sat down in their seats. Lorelei and Christopher on one side and across from them Tristan and Rory. Emily and Richard took their usually seats at the ends of the table.
"Uh, no!" Lorelei mocked shock. Everyone except Emily laughed.
"So, Christopher, when did you get into town?" Richard asked after a moment.
"Today, actually." He answered.
"Oh." Richard sipped his wine.
"How long are you staying?" Emily asked.
"About a week." He answered.
"No really, a day or two maybe? Just so Rory can see you once in a long while?" Emily snapped.
"Mom!" Lorelei put her fork down. "Stop that!"
Rory didn't listen after that. She didn't want to hear all those things about what a mistake it was that Lorelei got pregnant.
"Why do we have to go through this every time, mom?" Lorelei asked.
"Um." Rory spoke up. All eyes were on her. "Would you please excuse me?" She got up and ran to the bedroom Emily made up for her. Everyone stared silently.
"I'm going to go talk to her." Tristan excused himself from the table and went after her.
He knocked on her door. "Rory?"
She got up off of the bed and opened the door before returning to the bed and lying down. He walked in and lied down next to her. "What happened down there?" He asked brushing her hair out from her face.
"I couldn't take it any more. I'm sick of hearing what a mistake I was." Tears streamed down her face, but he wiped them away with his thumb. "I mean, don't they realize that I'm right there?"
"Ror, you're not a mistake. You're the best thing that has ever happened to those people." He comforted her.
"Thanks for coming with me tonight. I had a feeling this would happen." She wiped the remainder of her tears away and sat up. He did too. They sat against the headboard of the bed.
Tristan looked around the room. It had posters of NSYNC and Backstreet Boys. It was so not Rory to him. "Did you decorate this room?" He asked her.
She laughed. "No. My grandma did. Hence the posters."
"Good. I was going to say that you don't spark me as the girl that would secretly listen to these people." They both laughed. "Are you feeling better?" He asked.
"Yeah. Thanks." She smiled up at him.
"Good." Tristan was being so comforting. He could be sarcastic, cocky, self-assuring one minute, and sweet, caring, comforting the next. That's one of the reasons why Rory like him so much. She smiled again.
"I really wanna get out of here." She groaned and sank farther into the collection of pillows on the bed.
Tristan grinned. "You do remember that I brought my car right." She laughed. Rory suddenly sat up.
"Oh yeah! Tristan lets get the hell out of here!" She tugged on his arm.
He laughed again. "No problem." He helped her off the bed and the two left the house. (After letting Lorelei know of course.)
More coming soon.
Same pairing, disclaimer, etc. of chapter one
One with the chapter:
P1C2
"Hey Tristan, wanna do me a big favor?" Rory asked as she walked into her bedroom with two coffees. One for herself and one for the Tristan who was reclining on her bedroom floor flipping through a magazine.
"Yes, I'll buy you a new red mustang." He teased.
"No really."
"Yeah, what is it?" He asked looking over at her.
"Will you pplleeaassee come to dinner with us tonight? My dad is going and I don't wanna be alone when they all start fighting." Rory made a pout. "Pwease?"
He laughed. How could he say no to that cute face? "Yeah, Ror, of course, but if you really wanna spend more time with me."
"Tristan!" He laughed.
"So you're pretty sure they're going to start fighting huh?" He asked going more serious.
"Pretty. They usually do."
P2C2
"Hello Rory, Lorelei, Christopher, and ooh, you brought Mr. DuGrey with you as well!" Emily smiled and led them to the dining room. She really liked Tristan and stated numerous times that she thought that he and Rory were going to get married one day.
"No sitting room, mom?" Lorelei asked.
"No, dinner was made early today." They all sat down in their seats. Lorelei and Christopher on one side and across from them Tristan and Rory. Emily and Richard took their usually seats at the ends of the table.
"Uh, no!" Lorelei mocked shock. Everyone except Emily laughed.
"So, Christopher, when did you get into town?" Richard asked after a moment.
"Today, actually." He answered.
"Oh." Richard sipped his wine.
"How long are you staying?" Emily asked.
"About a week." He answered.
"No really, a day or two maybe? Just so Rory can see you once in a long while?" Emily snapped.
"Mom!" Lorelei put her fork down. "Stop that!"
Rory didn't listen after that. She didn't want to hear all those things about what a mistake it was that Lorelei got pregnant.
"Why do we have to go through this every time, mom?" Lorelei asked.
"Um." Rory spoke up. All eyes were on her. "Would you please excuse me?" She got up and ran to the bedroom Emily made up for her. Everyone stared silently.
"I'm going to go talk to her." Tristan excused himself from the table and went after her.
He knocked on her door. "Rory?"
She got up off of the bed and opened the door before returning to the bed and lying down. He walked in and lied down next to her. "What happened down there?" He asked brushing her hair out from her face.
"I couldn't take it any more. I'm sick of hearing what a mistake I was." Tears streamed down her face, but he wiped them away with his thumb. "I mean, don't they realize that I'm right there?"
"Ror, you're not a mistake. You're the best thing that has ever happened to those people." He comforted her.
"Thanks for coming with me tonight. I had a feeling this would happen." She wiped the remainder of her tears away and sat up. He did too. They sat against the headboard of the bed.
Tristan looked around the room. It had posters of NSYNC and Backstreet Boys. It was so not Rory to him. "Did you decorate this room?" He asked her.
She laughed. "No. My grandma did. Hence the posters."
"Good. I was going to say that you don't spark me as the girl that would secretly listen to these people." They both laughed. "Are you feeling better?" He asked.
"Yeah. Thanks." She smiled up at him.
"Good." Tristan was being so comforting. He could be sarcastic, cocky, self-assuring one minute, and sweet, caring, comforting the next. That's one of the reasons why Rory like him so much. She smiled again.
"I really wanna get out of here." She groaned and sank farther into the collection of pillows on the bed.
Tristan grinned. "You do remember that I brought my car right." She laughed. Rory suddenly sat up.
"Oh yeah! Tristan lets get the hell out of here!" She tugged on his arm.
He laughed again. "No problem." He helped her off the bed and the two left the house. (After letting Lorelei know of course.)
More coming soon.