A.N. Okay, so no 10 reviews but who cares, I said I would keep going anyway and I will. I have the whole story written out on paper. (now I can finally stop getting in trouble at school for writing in class.) I'm typing it right after I post this so It'll all be ready. Lol. I'll just wait a little to post them. I want to be on someone's author's list. And I'll keep on writing until I can be. That's what keeps us all going isn't it.

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"So, what first? Bond or… Willy Wonka?" He said, cringing at the ladder. She sat. Sprawled out over his dark leather couch.

"Willy of course!" She stated, as if it was the most obvious answer, as she strode to the microwave to grab the popcorn. He slid the D.V.D. in and flopped down on the couch. She came back into the room quickly and jumped onto the couch.

"I still can't believe your making me watch this!" He said, making room for her.

"I'm my books, never seeing Willy Wonka is a sin!" She warned.

"Well, I wouldn't want to break the rules." He gave in. Both knowing she had won the argument before it started. He draped his are around her waist and pulled her close without thinking. Rory casually rested her head against his hard but comfortable chest and put her hand over his. Both tensing as they realised the intamite position they were in. But both not caring and only snuggled deeper into each other.

Tristan managed to sit through Willy Wonka and actually enjoyed it. Even with Rory's singing to all the songs. Although he didn't admit it. They both knew it without saying. He reluctantly got up and slid Bond into the D.V.D. player. "You'll like it I promise." He said, getting confortable again. This time laying sideways and pulling her back against his chest, Rory rested her head on a pillow and sighed. Tristan noticed her relaxed expression and caught her eye. "Rory?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you… happy?"

"Now? …Yes." He smiled and positioned himself again. Settling in again for another movie.

Half way through, Tristan looked at Rory, expending to see her cringe at the dangerous scene, but instead seeing her in a peaceful slumber. Realizing that he was probably caught up in the scene he hadn't noticed her drift off, he reached for the remote to turn the t.v. off. Grabbing the blanket off the back of the couch he covered them both with it. Tucking in the corners around her he put her arm, that had been carelessly thrown over the side of the couch, back on the plush couch. Lifting his head to place a sweet kiss on her lips before switching off the lamp and letting her snuggle into him in sleep.



A.N. I have seen A Walk To Remember. Seen it, Read it, And I have the screensaver. I bought the soundtrack and seen the movie a grand total of 5 times. I'm seeing it with friends on Thursday again to. I LOVE SHANE WEST! Mandy Moore too! Let's all start some A Walk To Remember Fan Fiction! Chow chickies.

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