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A/N : Yes, I know i said I'd post this yesterday. BUT I forgot the Grammy's were on and being the music fiend I am, I had to watch them. I apologize for that. I also apologize for the time jumps in the next few chapters, but I have to get things moving. And for my third apology, I am sorry for the non-troryness in this chapter. I felt obligated to put things into Rory's POV for a little while. No worries, next chapter holds all your yummy gooey Trory goodness.
"Don't Say You Love Me"
Chapter 14
Six Months Later....
Things were good. They were so good, in fact, that Tristan, along with some caffeine induced pushing from Lorelai, had managed to talk Rory into moving in with Tristan. She had been reluctant about it at first, not sure if that was the right thing to do, being that their relationship, while longer then a lot last, was still relatively new. But with a month of debating and two weeks of intense searching under their belt, the two had finally settled it and were slated to move into their luxury three bedroom town home right in the heart of Hartford.
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"This is crazy," Rory sighed, flopping down on her bed.
Lorelai flopped down beside her and gave her an impatient look. "We don't have time for your intellectual musings, we have to get you packed."
Rory rolled her eyes. "We don't have time? I thought I was the one moving."
"Yeah, but the sooner I get you out, the sooner I get Luke in," Lorelai giggled girlishly.
"Okay, too much info."
"Sorry, kid."
Sitting up, Rory glanced around her room, unable to believe that she was leaving. The day had to come someday, she knew that, but it still seemed too soon. It had been hard to even leave for Harvard, where technically, she was still living at home with her mother, only "abroad" for a few years. But this, this was forever. She was an adult in an adult relationship making a very adult choice to move in with her adult boyfriend. Smirking to herself, Rory giggled. Adult in age maybe, but Tristan was most certainly still a child at heart. Oh, she knew they were making the right decision, they were headed for greatness. Everywhere they went, one or more people commented on how in love they were. It wasn't so much living with him that poked fear into her being, but rather what might happen once they were sharing the same bed everynight. Their relationship hadn't gone physical yet, but they had come close many times. Rory just wasn't sure if she would be able to hold back, curled up beside him all the time.
Lorelai caught the look of confusion upon Rory's face and poked her side. "Penny for your thoughts. Oh wait, you're in the big league now, Miss-Im-With-A-DuGrey." she paused, frowning. "You know, maybe this isnt a good idea, I don't think I can afford your thoughts anymore."
Rory smiled at her mom's insane babbling. "A dime will do," she said dramatically.
"Ooh, dime's I can afford. Now whats up, Ror?"
"Im afraid I won't be able to control myself with him in the same bed as me," Rory admitted, biting the inside of her cheek as she did.
Lorelai frowned again. "I wasn't aware that there would be any bed-sharing going on. When did this happen?"
Rory stuck her tongue out at her in response.
"Lorelai Leigh Gilmore! You are supposed to share such information with your not-so-scandelous living mother! Roo-rrr-yyy, I thought we agreed no bedsharing with overly attractive - not to mention very experienced - men? "
"Mom, you were there when we bought the bed. Remember, you insisted on the pink fuzzy blankets?" Rory reminded her.
Lorelai crunched her forehead in thought before breaking into a smile. "Oh yeah! And being the Evil One he will forever be, HunkyBoy refused."
"HunkyBoy?" Rory repeated with a laugh. "I'll have to remember that one."
Turning serious, Lorelai smiled warmly at the daughter she had watched grow up. It pained her to see her leave, but she knew it was for the best. "You're afraid you wont be able to control yourself? Care to elaborate?"
Groaning, Rory threw herself back on the bed. "Not really."
"Spill, child o' mine."
Hugging a pillow to her chest, Rory rolled over so she was facing Lorelai. "I'm scared that things will get out of hand, you know? We haven't," stopping, she blushed. "Gone all the way, you know. And you know how I promised Grandma and Grandpa I'd save myself for marriage... Im just afraid that with Tristan being Tristan - "
"Hot Tristan," Lorelai interrupted with a grin.
"Hot Tristan," Rory agreed. "That I won't be able to say no, not with him with me everynight. I can barely say no now and he's only stayed overnight once or twice."
Lorelai stroked Rory's hair in a motherly fashion. "Honey, I know you're worried about this, but don't be. Tristan isn't going to force you to do anything that would compromise your values and you know that. I also know that you don't want to disappoint you grandparents, but if something is meant to happen, physically, between you two, then its going to happen, regardless if you're married or not. I'm not saying to go take a romp in the sack right away, casting caution the wind, but if its right, its going to be right, no matter what other circumstances surround you."
Rory discreetly wiped away a tear that had fallen from her eye. It was going to be so hard, not having Lorelai right there whenever she needed advice. Even though she was no more then a phone call and a stone's throw away, it wasn't the same. She wouldn't be right there. "I'm going to miss you, Mom."
Tears filled Lorelai's eyes when she heard those words. "I'm gonna miss you too, kiddo." She said, hugging her tight.
*****
Filler chapter galore! Yay. More when I stop being lazy and type the other chapter up. Please don't kill me with flying objects, I would really like to see my eighteenth birthday :) Anyways, tis all.
*~*Shay*~*
Feedback : Kay. I like it. You don't HAVE to review, but it makes me happy :)
A/N : Yes, I know i said I'd post this yesterday. BUT I forgot the Grammy's were on and being the music fiend I am, I had to watch them. I apologize for that. I also apologize for the time jumps in the next few chapters, but I have to get things moving. And for my third apology, I am sorry for the non-troryness in this chapter. I felt obligated to put things into Rory's POV for a little while. No worries, next chapter holds all your yummy gooey Trory goodness.
Chapter 14
Six Months Later....
Things were good. They were so good, in fact, that Tristan, along with some caffeine induced pushing from Lorelai, had managed to talk Rory into moving in with Tristan. She had been reluctant about it at first, not sure if that was the right thing to do, being that their relationship, while longer then a lot last, was still relatively new. But with a month of debating and two weeks of intense searching under their belt, the two had finally settled it and were slated to move into their luxury three bedroom town home right in the heart of Hartford.
*****
"This is crazy," Rory sighed, flopping down on her bed.
Lorelai flopped down beside her and gave her an impatient look. "We don't have time for your intellectual musings, we have to get you packed."
Rory rolled her eyes. "We don't have time? I thought I was the one moving."
"Yeah, but the sooner I get you out, the sooner I get Luke in," Lorelai giggled girlishly.
"Okay, too much info."
"Sorry, kid."
Sitting up, Rory glanced around her room, unable to believe that she was leaving. The day had to come someday, she knew that, but it still seemed too soon. It had been hard to even leave for Harvard, where technically, she was still living at home with her mother, only "abroad" for a few years. But this, this was forever. She was an adult in an adult relationship making a very adult choice to move in with her adult boyfriend. Smirking to herself, Rory giggled. Adult in age maybe, but Tristan was most certainly still a child at heart. Oh, she knew they were making the right decision, they were headed for greatness. Everywhere they went, one or more people commented on how in love they were. It wasn't so much living with him that poked fear into her being, but rather what might happen once they were sharing the same bed everynight. Their relationship hadn't gone physical yet, but they had come close many times. Rory just wasn't sure if she would be able to hold back, curled up beside him all the time.
Lorelai caught the look of confusion upon Rory's face and poked her side. "Penny for your thoughts. Oh wait, you're in the big league now, Miss-Im-With-A-DuGrey." she paused, frowning. "You know, maybe this isnt a good idea, I don't think I can afford your thoughts anymore."
Rory smiled at her mom's insane babbling. "A dime will do," she said dramatically.
"Ooh, dime's I can afford. Now whats up, Ror?"
"Im afraid I won't be able to control myself with him in the same bed as me," Rory admitted, biting the inside of her cheek as she did.
Lorelai frowned again. "I wasn't aware that there would be any bed-sharing going on. When did this happen?"
Rory stuck her tongue out at her in response.
"Lorelai Leigh Gilmore! You are supposed to share such information with your not-so-scandelous living mother! Roo-rrr-yyy, I thought we agreed no bedsharing with overly attractive - not to mention very experienced - men? "
"Mom, you were there when we bought the bed. Remember, you insisted on the pink fuzzy blankets?" Rory reminded her.
Lorelai crunched her forehead in thought before breaking into a smile. "Oh yeah! And being the Evil One he will forever be, HunkyBoy refused."
"HunkyBoy?" Rory repeated with a laugh. "I'll have to remember that one."
Turning serious, Lorelai smiled warmly at the daughter she had watched grow up. It pained her to see her leave, but she knew it was for the best. "You're afraid you wont be able to control yourself? Care to elaborate?"
Groaning, Rory threw herself back on the bed. "Not really."
"Spill, child o' mine."
Hugging a pillow to her chest, Rory rolled over so she was facing Lorelai. "I'm scared that things will get out of hand, you know? We haven't," stopping, she blushed. "Gone all the way, you know. And you know how I promised Grandma and Grandpa I'd save myself for marriage... Im just afraid that with Tristan being Tristan - "
"Hot Tristan," Lorelai interrupted with a grin.
"Hot Tristan," Rory agreed. "That I won't be able to say no, not with him with me everynight. I can barely say no now and he's only stayed overnight once or twice."
Lorelai stroked Rory's hair in a motherly fashion. "Honey, I know you're worried about this, but don't be. Tristan isn't going to force you to do anything that would compromise your values and you know that. I also know that you don't want to disappoint you grandparents, but if something is meant to happen, physically, between you two, then its going to happen, regardless if you're married or not. I'm not saying to go take a romp in the sack right away, casting caution the wind, but if its right, its going to be right, no matter what other circumstances surround you."
Rory discreetly wiped away a tear that had fallen from her eye. It was going to be so hard, not having Lorelai right there whenever she needed advice. Even though she was no more then a phone call and a stone's throw away, it wasn't the same. She wouldn't be right there. "I'm going to miss you, Mom."
Tears filled Lorelai's eyes when she heard those words. "I'm gonna miss you too, kiddo." She said, hugging her tight.
*****
Filler chapter galore! Yay. More when I stop being lazy and type the other chapter up. Please don't kill me with flying objects, I would really like to see my eighteenth birthday :) Anyways, tis all.
*~*Shay*~*