Not So Simple Anymore
Chapter 22: Lucky
A/N: Thanks for the reviews! ( Enjoy and review as usual. Background: It's their junior year @ Harvard. Paris moved to NYU to attend college with Jess. A visit last year sent her packing for New York when she fell in love with the campus. They're heading home for Thanksgiving.
Rory was reading as usual enjoying the fall weather with the window wide open. "Jeez, it's freezing," was Tristan's greeting as he came in the groceries in his arms.
"No, it's not," came her response still concentrating on her book.
"Guess what," he said excitedly as he walked over to the window and shut it, ignoring Rory's protests.
"What?" she asked looking up at him.
"Guess," he chided.
"Shane West is coming to Thanksgiving?"
"Hey!" he protested.
"Don't worry Tristan, you're hotter," she teased with a grin.
"I thought so,"
"So, what's the news?" she asked standing up to face him.
"Well, Jess and Paris called yesterday while you were at the library and they invited us to come up to New York tomorrow and spend Thanksgiving morning there. Then, the four of us will head down the Connecticut in time for your Grandmother's thanksgiving dinner,"
"Are you serious?" squealed Rory wrapping her arms around Tristan and kissing him.
"Yep,"
"Oh my god! I can't wait!" she cried out dancing when she let go of him. He laughed at her.
"I have to pack." she trailed off as he kissed her again. "I could always pack later," she said with a smile as she leaned up and kissed him again.
"I love you, Rory," he murmured as he kissed her, again.
"Love you too," she mumbled back. After at least ten minutes of a steamy make-out session she broke it off and went to her room to pack and Tristan did the same.
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The Next Morning
"Rory!" Tristan called out.
"Mmm.coffee," she mumbled as she entered the kitchen still in her pajamas. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"Drinking coffee," she replied confused.
"We're leaving in fifteen minutes,"
"Oh my god! I totally forgot! Shit! Tristan!! You were supposed to wake me up." she groaned running back into her bedroom and changing.
"AHH! Where are my shoes?" She came back wearing jeans and a red top and hurried to the closet. "I had the whole morning planned out." she moaned opening the closet door and throwing things behind her.
"Aha!" she cried out in triumph as she found the missing pair of shoes. When she was done she looked around to see Tristan still sitting in the kitchen calmly drinking coffee. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Drinking coffee," he responded with a smirk.
"I know that Tristan.aren't we suppose to go?"
"Look at the clock," he responded.
"Seven Fifteen," she replied groaning. They were supposed to leave at eight fifteen.
"Why did you say we were going to be late?"
"See how fast you could move,"
"Pretty fast, huh?"
"Yeah," he replied as she sat down on his lap. She grabbed his coffee mug and began to drink.
"That's mine!" he complained.
"Pay back," she replied laughing at his expression. She put down the coffee and kissed him.
"You still get coffee taste," she teased leaning against him for a minute.
"How about some breakfast?" he asked.
"Sounds good," she replied getting off his lap so he could make some for her. "What are you making?"
"Waffles,"
"Don't forget the strawberries," she said with a grin.
"I could never forget those, remember when I did?" she grinned; he had made breakfast in bed for her the first time they had 'done it'. He had tried so hard but much to Rory's dismay he had never made coffee before (blasphemy! As Lorelai had said when Rory had told her about their breakfast), so it had tasted horrible. And then, he had served the waffles and there had been no strawberries. She had gotten out of bed and taught him how to make coffee her way and how to add the strawberries for the waffles. Minutes later he was serving breakfast.
"Perfect," she announced as she took a bite. "Let me try some," he said grabbing her fork and taking a piece.
"Tristan!" she whined and he smirked. He cut off another piece and Rory thought he was going to eat it and her protests started up again and then much to her surprise he put it in her mouth.
"You're such a jerk, Tristan," she said the laughter showing in her eyes.
"And you're a tease," he responded lightly leaning across the table and kissing her.
"But you love it,"
"Yes, I do," he responded pulling back from her and taking another sip of coffee.
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Grand Central Station-
"Paris!" called out Rory as she and Tristan made it through the crowds of New York.
"Rory! Tristan!" she cried out running to her best friend.
"I missed you so much!" she cried out hugging her friend.
"I know me too!" Rory said smiling at Paris.
"So how are you guys doing?"
"Engaged," Paris said showing Rory her hand.
"No way!"
"Yes way," she replied grinning.
"Why didn't you call me?" Rory asked.
"Because I knew you were coming today.he proposed last night at midnight,"
"Tell me ALL about it," Rory said excitedly walking past Tristan and Jess.
"Wow," Tristan commented.
"What?" Jess replied glancing at him.
"I didn't expect you would propose,"
"I love her," was his response.
"I know.I was thinking maybe I should do the same with Rory-soon,"
"How soon?"
"I have the ring," he said sheepishly.
"Then what's holding you back?"
"Her rejecting me,"
"She loves you man, that's all that matters,"
"Yeah, but I still worry,"
"Tristan!" Rory called out while turning around and running back to him, kissing him on the cheek. "Yeah?"
"Can you buy me some coffee?" she asked sweetly.
"Of course babe let's go get some," hand in hand they headed to Starbucks.
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The Next Morning-Paris and Jess's apartment
"I can't wait!" cried out Rory in excitement as she pulled on her coat and her scarf.
"I've never been to the parade-mom and I would always watch it," she was babbling and Tristan loved it. She continued to talk and Tristan stopped her, with a kiss.
"Stop making out!" called out Paris as she and Jess walked past them and headed out the door. Rory and Tristan followed suit and they made their way down amazed at the crowd already gathered on the streets for seven in the morning.
"I got passes for front row seats in front of Macy's," Jess said as they headed down the street. By the time the parade started Rory's cheeks were bright pink as was her nose. She shivered.
"You cold?" Tristan asked concerned.
"Yeah," she responded as he pulled her close wrapping his arms around her. "Here comes the parade!" she said excitedly clapping her hands.
"You're the best, Ror," he whispered kissing the top of her head. "So I've heard," she joked him with a laugh.
"Look it's the rockettes," Tristan pointed out.
"Figures you notice them," she said while rolling her eyes.
"They're good!" he defended.
"You mean they're hot," she pointed out. "No!" he cried out. She laughed as she turned around to face him.
"It's okay to check them out," she grinned kissing him.
"If you keep on kissing like that I don't think I need to check out anyone else,"
"That's the plan," she responded turning back around to watch the parade.
"Look! It's Tom the Turkey!" she said happily.
"Are you checking the turkey out?"
"What? No!" she exclaimed laughing again while hitting him playfully. "Why not?"
"Because you're the only guy I'm checking out,"
"Good," he replied resting his chin on her head. "Thanks for bringing me today," she whispered her eyes watching the parade.
"You're welcome.I'll do anything for you Rory, just remember that," he whispered wondering how he ever got so lucky to be with her.
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To be continued
A/N: I know I said one more chapter but I decided if I did the chapter would be way to long and everyone would get bored with it! So, this is the second to last chapter.
Chapter 22: Lucky
A/N: Thanks for the reviews! ( Enjoy and review as usual. Background: It's their junior year @ Harvard. Paris moved to NYU to attend college with Jess. A visit last year sent her packing for New York when she fell in love with the campus. They're heading home for Thanksgiving.
Rory was reading as usual enjoying the fall weather with the window wide open. "Jeez, it's freezing," was Tristan's greeting as he came in the groceries in his arms.
"No, it's not," came her response still concentrating on her book.
"Guess what," he said excitedly as he walked over to the window and shut it, ignoring Rory's protests.
"What?" she asked looking up at him.
"Guess," he chided.
"Shane West is coming to Thanksgiving?"
"Hey!" he protested.
"Don't worry Tristan, you're hotter," she teased with a grin.
"I thought so,"
"So, what's the news?" she asked standing up to face him.
"Well, Jess and Paris called yesterday while you were at the library and they invited us to come up to New York tomorrow and spend Thanksgiving morning there. Then, the four of us will head down the Connecticut in time for your Grandmother's thanksgiving dinner,"
"Are you serious?" squealed Rory wrapping her arms around Tristan and kissing him.
"Yep,"
"Oh my god! I can't wait!" she cried out dancing when she let go of him. He laughed at her.
"I have to pack." she trailed off as he kissed her again. "I could always pack later," she said with a smile as she leaned up and kissed him again.
"I love you, Rory," he murmured as he kissed her, again.
"Love you too," she mumbled back. After at least ten minutes of a steamy make-out session she broke it off and went to her room to pack and Tristan did the same.
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The Next Morning
"Rory!" Tristan called out.
"Mmm.coffee," she mumbled as she entered the kitchen still in her pajamas. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"Drinking coffee," she replied confused.
"We're leaving in fifteen minutes,"
"Oh my god! I totally forgot! Shit! Tristan!! You were supposed to wake me up." she groaned running back into her bedroom and changing.
"AHH! Where are my shoes?" She came back wearing jeans and a red top and hurried to the closet. "I had the whole morning planned out." she moaned opening the closet door and throwing things behind her.
"Aha!" she cried out in triumph as she found the missing pair of shoes. When she was done she looked around to see Tristan still sitting in the kitchen calmly drinking coffee. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Drinking coffee," he responded with a smirk.
"I know that Tristan.aren't we suppose to go?"
"Look at the clock," he responded.
"Seven Fifteen," she replied groaning. They were supposed to leave at eight fifteen.
"Why did you say we were going to be late?"
"See how fast you could move,"
"Pretty fast, huh?"
"Yeah," he replied as she sat down on his lap. She grabbed his coffee mug and began to drink.
"That's mine!" he complained.
"Pay back," she replied laughing at his expression. She put down the coffee and kissed him.
"You still get coffee taste," she teased leaning against him for a minute.
"How about some breakfast?" he asked.
"Sounds good," she replied getting off his lap so he could make some for her. "What are you making?"
"Waffles,"
"Don't forget the strawberries," she said with a grin.
"I could never forget those, remember when I did?" she grinned; he had made breakfast in bed for her the first time they had 'done it'. He had tried so hard but much to Rory's dismay he had never made coffee before (blasphemy! As Lorelai had said when Rory had told her about their breakfast), so it had tasted horrible. And then, he had served the waffles and there had been no strawberries. She had gotten out of bed and taught him how to make coffee her way and how to add the strawberries for the waffles. Minutes later he was serving breakfast.
"Perfect," she announced as she took a bite. "Let me try some," he said grabbing her fork and taking a piece.
"Tristan!" she whined and he smirked. He cut off another piece and Rory thought he was going to eat it and her protests started up again and then much to her surprise he put it in her mouth.
"You're such a jerk, Tristan," she said the laughter showing in her eyes.
"And you're a tease," he responded lightly leaning across the table and kissing her.
"But you love it,"
"Yes, I do," he responded pulling back from her and taking another sip of coffee.
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Grand Central Station-
"Paris!" called out Rory as she and Tristan made it through the crowds of New York.
"Rory! Tristan!" she cried out running to her best friend.
"I missed you so much!" she cried out hugging her friend.
"I know me too!" Rory said smiling at Paris.
"So how are you guys doing?"
"Engaged," Paris said showing Rory her hand.
"No way!"
"Yes way," she replied grinning.
"Why didn't you call me?" Rory asked.
"Because I knew you were coming today.he proposed last night at midnight,"
"Tell me ALL about it," Rory said excitedly walking past Tristan and Jess.
"Wow," Tristan commented.
"What?" Jess replied glancing at him.
"I didn't expect you would propose,"
"I love her," was his response.
"I know.I was thinking maybe I should do the same with Rory-soon,"
"How soon?"
"I have the ring," he said sheepishly.
"Then what's holding you back?"
"Her rejecting me,"
"She loves you man, that's all that matters,"
"Yeah, but I still worry,"
"Tristan!" Rory called out while turning around and running back to him, kissing him on the cheek. "Yeah?"
"Can you buy me some coffee?" she asked sweetly.
"Of course babe let's go get some," hand in hand they headed to Starbucks.
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The Next Morning-Paris and Jess's apartment
"I can't wait!" cried out Rory in excitement as she pulled on her coat and her scarf.
"I've never been to the parade-mom and I would always watch it," she was babbling and Tristan loved it. She continued to talk and Tristan stopped her, with a kiss.
"Stop making out!" called out Paris as she and Jess walked past them and headed out the door. Rory and Tristan followed suit and they made their way down amazed at the crowd already gathered on the streets for seven in the morning.
"I got passes for front row seats in front of Macy's," Jess said as they headed down the street. By the time the parade started Rory's cheeks were bright pink as was her nose. She shivered.
"You cold?" Tristan asked concerned.
"Yeah," she responded as he pulled her close wrapping his arms around her. "Here comes the parade!" she said excitedly clapping her hands.
"You're the best, Ror," he whispered kissing the top of her head. "So I've heard," she joked him with a laugh.
"Look it's the rockettes," Tristan pointed out.
"Figures you notice them," she said while rolling her eyes.
"They're good!" he defended.
"You mean they're hot," she pointed out. "No!" he cried out. She laughed as she turned around to face him.
"It's okay to check them out," she grinned kissing him.
"If you keep on kissing like that I don't think I need to check out anyone else,"
"That's the plan," she responded turning back around to watch the parade.
"Look! It's Tom the Turkey!" she said happily.
"Are you checking the turkey out?"
"What? No!" she exclaimed laughing again while hitting him playfully. "Why not?"
"Because you're the only guy I'm checking out,"
"Good," he replied resting his chin on her head. "Thanks for bringing me today," she whispered her eyes watching the parade.
"You're welcome.I'll do anything for you Rory, just remember that," he whispered wondering how he ever got so lucky to be with her.
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To be continued
A/N: I know I said one more chapter but I decided if I did the chapter would be way to long and everyone would get bored with it! So, this is the second to last chapter.