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A/n: Im so very sick today, so this chapter might be kinda short. I'll try to pack in as much stuff as I can, but don't be upset with me if I only manage to make a mockery of my story.
"Baby, Be Mine"
Chapter 11
"Ah, what, huh?" Rory fumbled, her eyes dilated.
Tristan sighed, hooking his finger underneath her chin. "I think Im in love with you."
"Right.. in love... me... with me.." The words came out slowly, mumbled and squeaky.
"Rory," Tristan said firmly, causing her too meet his eyes, knowing that she would be able to tell, without a shadow of a doubt that he wasn't lying if she looked hard enough. And she didn't disappoint. Her own blue eyes searched his, widening with surprise as the truth became clear to her.
"How? I mean, why me?" Rory asked softly.
Tristan chucked lightly. "Why not you? Rory, you're the single most amazing person I've ever met. I know I've never given you a reason to like me, to even want to be friends with me. But you did and I know I've probably ruined that by telling you this, but I can't pretend anymore. If you never want to talk to me again, I'll understand." He said, turning to walk away.
Rory watched in silence as his form retreated from in front of her. Why was she just standing there, letting him go? Why didn't she tell him she felt the same way, that she loved him too? Something inside her snapped as these thoughts raced through her head. She needed him, needed him as much as one needs air to breath, food to live, as much as she and her mother needed coffee. He had made her feel again, after she was certain that she never would. Not even Lorelai had achieved that feat. "Tristan, wait." These words were spoken ever so slightly, but just loud enough for him to hear. Tristan halted in mid step, turning on his heel, gazing at her from down the hall. "Can we get out of here?" She asked, unbelieving that she was suggesting they leave school without permission.
Tristan couldn't help the smile that spread across his handsome features and he nodded. "Come on."
Rory ran up to him and they linked arms, sneaking out the doors and off of school campus.
*****
"Where do you wanna go?" Tristan asked, sneaking a peek at her profile. This day was beyond comprehension. Not only had he finally revealed his feelings to her, but she hadn't pushed him away, and had actually suggested they skip school.
Rory shrugged, turning to face him. "Somewhere we can be alone, I guess."
Alone, with Rory...Those few words ran through his head over and over, causing him to nearly lose his cool. What had he done to deserve this? "I doubt anyone's at my place," he offered hesitantly, not sure how she would react.
Rory was silent, seemingly considering this option. Finally, she nodded. "Okay."
Pleasantly stunned, Tristan turned the car around and headed in the direction of the DuGrey residence.
*****
"Home, sweet home," Tristan said, ushering a timid Rory inside the overbearingly large mansion.
She had been here before, but had been too upset to take in her surroundings. Today, however, Rory looked around in awe, having never seen such lavish things, not even in the home of her grandparents. But beneath that was a very cold, unfeeling feeling. Tristan watched her with mild interest. "Why don't we go downstairs?"
Rory nodded absentmindedly, her mind a million miles away. "Sounds good." She said, forcing herself to give him a smile. And this one simple smile nearly caused him to die a happy man. Nodding, he led her downstairs, where the posh basement, while still impressive, contrasted deeply with the rest of the house. Once they were settled on the couch, Rory with a large cup of coffee and Tristan with his coke, she turned her attention back to him. "Did you really mean what you said?" She asked quietly.
"I wouldn't lie to you, Rory." Tristan answered.
"How?"
Tristan furrowed his forehead in thought, contemplating just how to answer that. "I don't know, really. I'll be honest, at first you were just another game to me, but as I got to know you, it became so much more than that. I know I didn't go about trying to get you to like me in the best way, but I didn't know what else to do. I've never had to work for anything or anyone before and it was infuriating that you wouldn't give me the time of day."
Rory looked up at him, her blue eyes watery. "Im scared," she whispered.
Tristan stared at her, shocked. "Scared of what?"
"This. Us. Falling for you. I have all these feelings that I've never felt and now Im all mixed up. I thought I was going crazy, but now I know I wasn't." Rory said.
"Falling for me?" Tristan asked, hoping he didn't sound to cocky.
Nodding, Rory let her hair fall, hiding the blush she was certain was rising in her cheeks. Tristan noticed this and brushed the brown locks out of the way, bringing her face level with his. "Can I kiss you?" He asked, rushed.
Gulping, Rory nodded again, gazing at him expectantly. Tristan gave her a passionate smile and brought his lips down to hers, enveloping them in a sea of ecstasy. The kiss was long and full of promise, a promise of a future full of happiness and content.
*****
Okay, I know that sucked, but reviews are appreciated all the same. I've got some good ideas flowing through me for future chapters, so stay tuned :)
*~*Shay*~*
Feedback : *gasp* I never ever expected over 100 reviews. You all are the greatest and I mean that from the bottom of my heart :)
A/n: Im so very sick today, so this chapter might be kinda short. I'll try to pack in as much stuff as I can, but don't be upset with me if I only manage to make a mockery of my story.
Chapter 11
"Ah, what, huh?" Rory fumbled, her eyes dilated.
Tristan sighed, hooking his finger underneath her chin. "I think Im in love with you."
"Right.. in love... me... with me.." The words came out slowly, mumbled and squeaky.
"Rory," Tristan said firmly, causing her too meet his eyes, knowing that she would be able to tell, without a shadow of a doubt that he wasn't lying if she looked hard enough. And she didn't disappoint. Her own blue eyes searched his, widening with surprise as the truth became clear to her.
"How? I mean, why me?" Rory asked softly.
Tristan chucked lightly. "Why not you? Rory, you're the single most amazing person I've ever met. I know I've never given you a reason to like me, to even want to be friends with me. But you did and I know I've probably ruined that by telling you this, but I can't pretend anymore. If you never want to talk to me again, I'll understand." He said, turning to walk away.
Rory watched in silence as his form retreated from in front of her. Why was she just standing there, letting him go? Why didn't she tell him she felt the same way, that she loved him too? Something inside her snapped as these thoughts raced through her head. She needed him, needed him as much as one needs air to breath, food to live, as much as she and her mother needed coffee. He had made her feel again, after she was certain that she never would. Not even Lorelai had achieved that feat. "Tristan, wait." These words were spoken ever so slightly, but just loud enough for him to hear. Tristan halted in mid step, turning on his heel, gazing at her from down the hall. "Can we get out of here?" She asked, unbelieving that she was suggesting they leave school without permission.
Tristan couldn't help the smile that spread across his handsome features and he nodded. "Come on."
Rory ran up to him and they linked arms, sneaking out the doors and off of school campus.
*****
"Where do you wanna go?" Tristan asked, sneaking a peek at her profile. This day was beyond comprehension. Not only had he finally revealed his feelings to her, but she hadn't pushed him away, and had actually suggested they skip school.
Rory shrugged, turning to face him. "Somewhere we can be alone, I guess."
Alone, with Rory...Those few words ran through his head over and over, causing him to nearly lose his cool. What had he done to deserve this? "I doubt anyone's at my place," he offered hesitantly, not sure how she would react.
Rory was silent, seemingly considering this option. Finally, she nodded. "Okay."
Pleasantly stunned, Tristan turned the car around and headed in the direction of the DuGrey residence.
*****
"Home, sweet home," Tristan said, ushering a timid Rory inside the overbearingly large mansion.
She had been here before, but had been too upset to take in her surroundings. Today, however, Rory looked around in awe, having never seen such lavish things, not even in the home of her grandparents. But beneath that was a very cold, unfeeling feeling. Tristan watched her with mild interest. "Why don't we go downstairs?"
Rory nodded absentmindedly, her mind a million miles away. "Sounds good." She said, forcing herself to give him a smile. And this one simple smile nearly caused him to die a happy man. Nodding, he led her downstairs, where the posh basement, while still impressive, contrasted deeply with the rest of the house. Once they were settled on the couch, Rory with a large cup of coffee and Tristan with his coke, she turned her attention back to him. "Did you really mean what you said?" She asked quietly.
"I wouldn't lie to you, Rory." Tristan answered.
"How?"
Tristan furrowed his forehead in thought, contemplating just how to answer that. "I don't know, really. I'll be honest, at first you were just another game to me, but as I got to know you, it became so much more than that. I know I didn't go about trying to get you to like me in the best way, but I didn't know what else to do. I've never had to work for anything or anyone before and it was infuriating that you wouldn't give me the time of day."
Rory looked up at him, her blue eyes watery. "Im scared," she whispered.
Tristan stared at her, shocked. "Scared of what?"
"This. Us. Falling for you. I have all these feelings that I've never felt and now Im all mixed up. I thought I was going crazy, but now I know I wasn't." Rory said.
"Falling for me?" Tristan asked, hoping he didn't sound to cocky.
Nodding, Rory let her hair fall, hiding the blush she was certain was rising in her cheeks. Tristan noticed this and brushed the brown locks out of the way, bringing her face level with his. "Can I kiss you?" He asked, rushed.
Gulping, Rory nodded again, gazing at him expectantly. Tristan gave her a passionate smile and brought his lips down to hers, enveloping them in a sea of ecstasy. The kiss was long and full of promise, a promise of a future full of happiness and content.
*****
Okay, I know that sucked, but reviews are appreciated all the same. I've got some good ideas flowing through me for future chapters, so stay tuned :)
*~*Shay*~*