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Disclaimer: I don't own the Gilmore Girls nor do I own I hope you dance by Lee Ann Womack, awesome song though!
Chapter 20: I hope you dance
Ding-Dong.
"Mom, can you get that?" Rory called out as she added the final touch to her outfit, the high-heeled black shoes. Her dress wasn't a Lorelai Gilmore original but it was simple yet elegant with spaghetti straps. It was tasteful, as well as she smiled to herself. Her hair was pulled back with a clip but a few tendrils remained down.
"Tristan?" Lorelai asked confused as she opened the door. She had been expecting Jess and Paris not him.
"Uh.hi Lorelai," he said sheepishly.
"What are you doing here?" before he could answer Rory came through the short hall leading to the foyer. He took in a sharp intake of breath. She was beautiful.. and looked like an angel to him.
"Mom, who is--," she stopped in mid-sentence to meet the gaze of her ex- boyfriend Tristan.
"Hey Rory," he said with a nervous grin as he ran his hand through his hair.
"What are you doing here?" she asked surprised.
"Well.I heard that you didn't have a date and neither do I since we are nominees of the homecoming king and queen we wouldn't want to be dateless now would we?"
"What happened to Emma?" she asked confused.
"She's spending the night at the hospital with Steve," he said shrugging.
"It's a cheerleader captain thing I guess,"
"Oh," came her response.
"Hey Ror, you ready to go?" asked Jess running up the porch steps to see Rory and Lorelai standing inside the house staring at the guy standing in the doorway which was Tristan.
"You're going with him?" he asked surprised, the way Paris had been talking was as if they were destined to hate each other forever, yet here they were getting ready to attend the dance together much to his confusion.
"I don't know," she replied carefully. "We're you planning to go with him?" Tristan asked disappointment filling him.
"Paris and him are dating," she said gently.
"I'm sorry to break up this gathering but Luke's going to be here any minute so all of you scoot," she said shoving Rory out the door and closing the door behind her.
"Thank You Mom," she mumbled sarcastically as her mother had just watched all of the melodrama in Rory's life reveal its self and had nothing to say but good-bye.
"I'll just go with Tristan," Rory said but paused.
"I mean you came all the way out her and everything,"
"You didn't have to do this," Rory said quietly as he slid into the driver seat.
"I wanted to," he replied truthfully.
"Well, thank you," she said then propped her head with her hand staring out at the window. She watched the tress past and felt herself longing to feel Tristan's hand wrapped around her own, to feel his lips against hers- everything that was missing in her life because he wasn't her boyfriend anymore was what she wanted. Silence filled the car and A Moment Like This began to play. Rory cringed and Tristan flinched as it brought back the wave of memories that each had been trying so hard to forget.
"Damn," Tristan swore under his breath as he switched the radio station. Even though the song was over he still gripped the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles were turning white. The ghost of romantic history passed seemed to linger in the car for a long while and Rory wanted out. She didn't want to go through the pain she had already been through over the summer and then the party. She wanted to give up, like hide-and-go- seek. She didn't want to keep on looking for someone to fall in love with, she decided that Tristan would never want her back so why bother even trying anymore. She sighed deeply not wanting to go to the dance, just wanting to go home and get in her pajama's and cry but she couldn't because of stupid Chilton. It was all Headmaster Charleston's fault for sending her that letter saying that she was nominated for homecoming queen. It sucked she had to admit, if it had been last year when she and Tristan were both in love with each other it would've been different but it wasn't like that at all, now. In fact it was just the opposite she thought-Rory was still in love with him but he wasn't why was her life so cruel sometimes? She decided to give up for now, save it for a later day to think of such depressing things as he pulled into the parking lot and into a parking space at the Hartford Country Club. She stepped out of the car to see Paris running over to her.
"RORY!" she called out rushing over to her friend.
"Umm.hi," Rory said slightly embarrassed by Paris's irrational behavior as opposed to her normal behavior.
"Are you two back together?" she asked curiously.
"No," came her reluctant response as Tristan came over to see the two talking.
"Do you two ever get enough of talking?"
"Nope," came Paris's response mouthing 'I told you she'd say yes' to Tristan. He rolled his eyes as the four of them (Jess had joined them) walked into the club.
The night had been great so far for Rory in her opinion. It had been all fast songs for her, which she was grateful for. She didn't want to watch everyone get all paired up to dance with that 'special someone' while she would be sitting at the table, alone. Soon after the crowning of Homecoming King and Queen who had been Summer and James I hope you dance began to play. Both Rory and Tristan watched as everyone began to pair up as the lyrics started up.
"Do you want to dance?" he finally offered.
If you get the chance to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance.
"Okay," Rory agreed as if the lyrics convinced her to do so. They both stood up and Rory could feel herself getting nervous. This was just Tristan.right.Tristan the guy that she was still head over heels in love with. But still, it wasn't as if he wanted her back though, right? He just wanted a dance between friends for old time sakes. Then again were they even friends? Rory was clueless to what they were. Friends? Enemies? Best Buddies? Boyfriend/Girlfriend? Friends with benefits? Then he wrapped his arms around her waist carefully as if not to scare her away she wrapped her own arms around his neck modeling to him perfectly, that it was scary for both of them. Tristan tried to convince himself he wasn't still in love with her but it was hopeless, he was in love with Rory Gilmore now more than ever.
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance,
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Livin' might mean takin' chances but they're worth takin',
Lovin' might be a mistake but it's worth makin',
Don't let some hell bent heart leave you bitter,
When you come close to selling out reconsider,
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.
I hope you dance.... I hope you dance.
All the moments Rory had ever shared with Tristan came back to her from their first banter session to their first kiss to their messy break-up, again. Tears started to roll down her cheeks when she realized all she wanted was to be with Tristan again, hell with the worry of broken heart and all she wanted was Tristan, period.
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.
Dance.... I hope you dance.
I hope you dance.... I hope you dance.
I hope you dance.... I hope you dance..
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along
Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder where those years have gone)
It was the last song of the night and when it ended everyone began to leave so everyone was heading to the parking lots but Tristan and Rory remained on the dance floor trying to make the moment last forever. Soon the janitors began to appear and clean up the mess but the two remained oblivious trying to memorize the feel of being in each other's arms. She was still crying and he tried to soothe her.
"Rory.don't cry," he whispered.
"I can't help it Tristan, I'm in love with you," he drew in a sharp breath and he leaned in closer to her. His lips met hers in a chaste kiss- something they had been waiting for since June, when they had broken up. She kissed him back hardly daring to believe what she had wanted all along had come true.
"I love you too, Ror," he whispered back when they pulled apart and as they headed off the dance floor to the parking lot as the lights began to shut off.
A/N: One or Two more chapters to go!!
Disclaimer: I don't own the Gilmore Girls nor do I own I hope you dance by Lee Ann Womack, awesome song though!
Chapter 20: I hope you dance
Ding-Dong.
"Mom, can you get that?" Rory called out as she added the final touch to her outfit, the high-heeled black shoes. Her dress wasn't a Lorelai Gilmore original but it was simple yet elegant with spaghetti straps. It was tasteful, as well as she smiled to herself. Her hair was pulled back with a clip but a few tendrils remained down.
"Tristan?" Lorelai asked confused as she opened the door. She had been expecting Jess and Paris not him.
"Uh.hi Lorelai," he said sheepishly.
"What are you doing here?" before he could answer Rory came through the short hall leading to the foyer. He took in a sharp intake of breath. She was beautiful.. and looked like an angel to him.
"Mom, who is--," she stopped in mid-sentence to meet the gaze of her ex- boyfriend Tristan.
"Hey Rory," he said with a nervous grin as he ran his hand through his hair.
"What are you doing here?" she asked surprised.
"Well.I heard that you didn't have a date and neither do I since we are nominees of the homecoming king and queen we wouldn't want to be dateless now would we?"
"What happened to Emma?" she asked confused.
"She's spending the night at the hospital with Steve," he said shrugging.
"It's a cheerleader captain thing I guess,"
"Oh," came her response.
"Hey Ror, you ready to go?" asked Jess running up the porch steps to see Rory and Lorelai standing inside the house staring at the guy standing in the doorway which was Tristan.
"You're going with him?" he asked surprised, the way Paris had been talking was as if they were destined to hate each other forever, yet here they were getting ready to attend the dance together much to his confusion.
"I don't know," she replied carefully. "We're you planning to go with him?" Tristan asked disappointment filling him.
"Paris and him are dating," she said gently.
"I'm sorry to break up this gathering but Luke's going to be here any minute so all of you scoot," she said shoving Rory out the door and closing the door behind her.
"Thank You Mom," she mumbled sarcastically as her mother had just watched all of the melodrama in Rory's life reveal its self and had nothing to say but good-bye.
"I'll just go with Tristan," Rory said but paused.
"I mean you came all the way out her and everything,"
"You didn't have to do this," Rory said quietly as he slid into the driver seat.
"I wanted to," he replied truthfully.
"Well, thank you," she said then propped her head with her hand staring out at the window. She watched the tress past and felt herself longing to feel Tristan's hand wrapped around her own, to feel his lips against hers- everything that was missing in her life because he wasn't her boyfriend anymore was what she wanted. Silence filled the car and A Moment Like This began to play. Rory cringed and Tristan flinched as it brought back the wave of memories that each had been trying so hard to forget.
"Damn," Tristan swore under his breath as he switched the radio station. Even though the song was over he still gripped the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles were turning white. The ghost of romantic history passed seemed to linger in the car for a long while and Rory wanted out. She didn't want to go through the pain she had already been through over the summer and then the party. She wanted to give up, like hide-and-go- seek. She didn't want to keep on looking for someone to fall in love with, she decided that Tristan would never want her back so why bother even trying anymore. She sighed deeply not wanting to go to the dance, just wanting to go home and get in her pajama's and cry but she couldn't because of stupid Chilton. It was all Headmaster Charleston's fault for sending her that letter saying that she was nominated for homecoming queen. It sucked she had to admit, if it had been last year when she and Tristan were both in love with each other it would've been different but it wasn't like that at all, now. In fact it was just the opposite she thought-Rory was still in love with him but he wasn't why was her life so cruel sometimes? She decided to give up for now, save it for a later day to think of such depressing things as he pulled into the parking lot and into a parking space at the Hartford Country Club. She stepped out of the car to see Paris running over to her.
"RORY!" she called out rushing over to her friend.
"Umm.hi," Rory said slightly embarrassed by Paris's irrational behavior as opposed to her normal behavior.
"Are you two back together?" she asked curiously.
"No," came her reluctant response as Tristan came over to see the two talking.
"Do you two ever get enough of talking?"
"Nope," came Paris's response mouthing 'I told you she'd say yes' to Tristan. He rolled his eyes as the four of them (Jess had joined them) walked into the club.
The night had been great so far for Rory in her opinion. It had been all fast songs for her, which she was grateful for. She didn't want to watch everyone get all paired up to dance with that 'special someone' while she would be sitting at the table, alone. Soon after the crowning of Homecoming King and Queen who had been Summer and James I hope you dance began to play. Both Rory and Tristan watched as everyone began to pair up as the lyrics started up.
"Do you want to dance?" he finally offered.
If you get the chance to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance.
"Okay," Rory agreed as if the lyrics convinced her to do so. They both stood up and Rory could feel herself getting nervous. This was just Tristan.right.Tristan the guy that she was still head over heels in love with. But still, it wasn't as if he wanted her back though, right? He just wanted a dance between friends for old time sakes. Then again were they even friends? Rory was clueless to what they were. Friends? Enemies? Best Buddies? Boyfriend/Girlfriend? Friends with benefits? Then he wrapped his arms around her waist carefully as if not to scare her away she wrapped her own arms around his neck modeling to him perfectly, that it was scary for both of them. Tristan tried to convince himself he wasn't still in love with her but it was hopeless, he was in love with Rory Gilmore now more than ever.
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance,
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Livin' might mean takin' chances but they're worth takin',
Lovin' might be a mistake but it's worth makin',
Don't let some hell bent heart leave you bitter,
When you come close to selling out reconsider,
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.
I hope you dance.... I hope you dance.
All the moments Rory had ever shared with Tristan came back to her from their first banter session to their first kiss to their messy break-up, again. Tears started to roll down her cheeks when she realized all she wanted was to be with Tristan again, hell with the worry of broken heart and all she wanted was Tristan, period.
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.
Dance.... I hope you dance.
I hope you dance.... I hope you dance.
I hope you dance.... I hope you dance..
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along
Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder where those years have gone)
It was the last song of the night and when it ended everyone began to leave so everyone was heading to the parking lots but Tristan and Rory remained on the dance floor trying to make the moment last forever. Soon the janitors began to appear and clean up the mess but the two remained oblivious trying to memorize the feel of being in each other's arms. She was still crying and he tried to soothe her.
"Rory.don't cry," he whispered.
"I can't help it Tristan, I'm in love with you," he drew in a sharp breath and he leaned in closer to her. His lips met hers in a chaste kiss- something they had been waiting for since June, when they had broken up. She kissed him back hardly daring to believe what she had wanted all along had come true.
"I love you too, Ror," he whispered back when they pulled apart and as they headed off the dance floor to the parking lot as the lights began to shut off.
A/N: One or Two more chapters to go!!