Love can be a pain in the butt- Chapter 13

Gilmore house

Sunday

Rory yawned as she stared at her neatly pressed uniform, hanging on the door of her wardrobe. She then diverted her eyes to the ceiling. 

'I like Tristan; he's a really, really great friend. I can't fall for him.' Rory thought. 'I haven't fallen for Tristan. That whole 'I'm stuck in a blacked out house with a guy I might actually be in love with' thing was just some verbal form of a panic attack. Predicaments like blackouts makes you think of really illogical thoughts…' She was lying, she really knew that she wasn't exactly pinpoint sure how she felt towards Tristan and it was driving her insane.

'Denial, denial, denial' the word sang in her head over and over again like a broken record. 

It was exactly at 4am in the morning that she decided to come back down to earth and face reality.

She'd fallen for Tristan. And she'd fallen hard.

She got out of bed and ran to Lorelai's room.

"Mom!" Rory tried to shake Lorelai awake.

"Wha? Is there something wrong?" Lorelai opened an eyelid. She closed it. " Go back to sleep, it's four in the morning and I have work later on." Still feeling Rory's presence, Lorelai opened both eyes and saw the desperate look on Rory's face.

Lorelai instantly sat up and ushered Rory to climb in.

"What's wrong?" Lorelai asked.

"I'm falling for Tristan, I mean I've fallen for him..…I *really* like him."

Lorelai chuckled silently to herself.

 "You never felt this way with Dean, is your extraordinarily intelligent mother precise?"

" Ooh, my mom using big words? When did this happen?"

" Hey! Don't avoid the question. Is it a yes or a no?"

"…Yes, my extraordinarily intelligent mother is precise. I can't stop thinking about him. God! Ever since that night you accused me of liking Tristan…actually it started way before that except it wasn't as much it is now. I can't believe I've seriously been deluding myself! I am such an idiot! Actually, if I called myself an idiot it would be an insult to all the idiots in the world! No! What I am is something that does not exist in any language in the entire universe!" Rory drew in a big breath.

Lorelai smiled.

"Then my pretty, don't mean to be the bearer of bad news but you haven't fallen for Tristan."

" What? I haven't?"

" Nope. You're in love with him and… you got it you got it bad…" Lorelai tried to impersonate Usher but let's just say it was a poorly done job.

"There's a difference between fallen and in love?"

"Well, in moi's eyes fallen is classified as succumbing to one's charm, in love is when…well when you're in love…but in other people's eyes, fallen and love may be the same."

"In love with Tristan." Rory loudly stated to herself.

"Do you feel much better?"

"I know but I don't know what I feel. How can you fall in love so quickly? You have to at least know the person for a *while* while…I get tingles."

"Tingles?"

"Whenever we touch, I feel as if someone has reached inside of me and touched my spine with an electrical wire. At first it was intense, almost unbearable but later on it's become quite wonderful?" She paused for a second "warm and fuzzy, with spoonfuls of sweetness…" she nodded to herself "…I feel like I'm describing the sun."

Silence.

"Mom?"

"I envy you."

"Why?"

"I wish I could feel like you do about someone. He's a keeper Rory."

"A keeper?"

"Do you believe in soul mates?" Lorelai asked

"Huh?"

"Every person has a soul mate, that one other person that is completely compatible with them no matter how much others may not think. Some people never ever find their soul mate and they usually live their whole life with a feeling of incompleteness. You are lucky cause from what I hear I think you found your soul mate."

Rory pondered at what her mother said. She looked at her expecting to see Lorelai's usual goofy self but was surprised to see that she was being dead serious. She swallowed the laugh that had wanted to come out.

"I didn't know you believed in that stuff."

"Well my pretty, you never asked."

"Is that why you couldn't marry dad and Max because they weren't your *soul mate*?" Rory wasn't sure where she stood on 'soul mates'. She still thought the theory was kind of ridiculous. But for the sake of her mother, she'll try to be a little open minded.

"Yeah, I guess so. But don't get me wrong, I do love your father, I will always love him because he gave me you and that's priceless but he's not my soul mate. And I want to continue waiting for my soul mate."

"Mom, could there be any possibility that your soul mate could be right under your nose?" Rory asked thinking about a certain individual who wore a blue baseball cap and flannel shirts.

"Who?"

"Mom, isn't it obvious? Luke."

"Luke?"

"Yes Luke. I've seen the way he looks at you and you look at him mom. I may not be an expert in love but even a toddler can see the sparks between you."

"Luke."

"Yes Luke. See him tomorrow morning and figure it out. If I'm wrong then I'm wrong, but if I'm right mom then you can be really happy."

"If I listen to you then you need to listen to me."

"About what?"

"Tristan, silly. When you see him at school in a few hours, figure it out."

"But I don't want to be in love with him!" Rory cried.

"You don't?" Lorelai surprised with Rory's outburst.

"I love being friends with him."

"But it's killing you, how you cannot be anything more? Well if it isn't killing you now, it's going to kill you later. Literally of course." Lorelai stared at Rory before she continued. "He's not going to be on the shelf for long. With that face and that body…"

Rory glared at Lorelai.

"…I know, it's what inside that counts, well it won't be long till other girls see the real Tristan and there will be an even longer line of girls lining up to be with him all the way from Timbuktu."

Rory thought of what Lorelai had said.

"I need to get back to sleep." Rory got off Lorelai's bed and headed towards the door.

"Rory?"

Rory turned.

"You've found your TTP. Be glad."

"Mom, where's your Usher cd's?"

"No where. Now didn't you say you had to go to sleep? You don't want to have bags under your eyes when you tell Tristan that you love him." Lorelai sweetly beamed.

"Ugh! Good morning mom. And thanks."

"Good morning to you too. And no problem Mrs. Tristan Dugrey."

Rory walked out of Lorelai's bedroom after scowling at her.

Lorelai snuggled under her doona. 'Lane, where's my 50 bucks?'

A/N: To be truly honest, for me, this is one of the weirdest chapters I've ever written in the history of 'Love can be a pain in the butt'. Please review and tell me what you think…cuz I really appreciate your feedback (especially the positive ones!)  : )

By the way thanks for the reviews. And to the people who gave me their emails, do you want me to continue emailing you when I have updated?

3 Maria

P.S [my infamous P.S's] I plan on posting a new fic in the near future. It's called 'Just like Chocolate' but the title is subject to change. And yes, it's a trory! Watch out for it!