Disclaimer: Like I said before I don't own anything! (Except of course my
Blink CD)
Authors Note: I'm sorry that it took me like FOREVER! But I just couldn't think of a concept. I already figured out what's going to happen in the next chapter but I had a hell of a time figuring this one out, for one thing I kept forgetting to save my work, and I have no idea what this is suppose to lead to. (If you have any suggestions plzzzzz put them in your review) This chap. maybe short and pointless or long and pointless I have NO idea. Anywayz sorry for my ranting, here goes nothing;
(A/N: p.s. sorry if it reminds you of another date 'cuz its not! (Notice the emphasis on not))
Just Friends?
Chapter One
As Tristan entered the quaint town he slowed down, but just enough to see the faces that he passed. He quickly stopped at the nearest pizza place and ordered, "A large with everything except onions and anchovies" on account that they're disgusting. He figured that while he waited for it he would stop in the store for a few things.
Tristan entered the 'market' and looked around. I can't believe she likes this place Tristan thought to himself. He moved toward the candy aisle and picked up everything that appealed to him. Just then he noticed a familiar tall dark-haired figure entering the store from the back room.
"A little help please." Tristan said in the phoniest voice
"Uh, sure." The tall figure replied obviously not aware of who was speaking to.
"Uh, um." Tristan cleared his throat
He looked up. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Just getting a few things for Rory."
At the mention of her name, Dean's face got a red as the licorice Tristan was holding. This didn't go unnoticed by him.
"Ya' know, she had asked me to pick up some rub-, oh never mind I think I have some in my car." Tristan said with a mischievous grin.
Dean got even redder. Although he never intended to say the whole word he was really thinking of rubber bands. He knew it was kind of stupid but 1) he thought it was wrong to say that about her, and 2) he was way to cultured to refer to condoms as rubbers, he quite frankly thought it was stupid. That made him grin and slightly laugh but only slightly. Tristan paid for his things and left to get the pizza.
What a jackass. Tristan thought to himself. Tristan entered his car and he sped towards Rory's home, his little 'tiff' made him later than he already was.
~~*~~*~~
Rory was nervous, she didn't know why it was just Tristan. Rory had cleaned the living room, picked out the tapes, changed her clothes, and fixed her hair, she decided to wear it down, there was no reason to get all 'dolled-up' for Tristan. She figured that maybe she just needed to relax, so she decided to pull out her latest book, but as soon as she got comfortable the doorbell rang. "Hey." Tristan said as soon as he caught her eyes when she opened the door as if he just ran there.
"Hey!" Rory said semi-happy, semi-pissed.
Tristan noticed the tone in her voice and quickly added, "Sorry I'm late."
"Its okay." Rory said quickly as she noticed the hot pizza in his hand. "What'd ya' get?" she said very excitedly as she went back into the living room.
"everything."
Rory gave him a screwed face, as if to say, 'yuck!'
"Except anchovies and onions." He responded quickly
"Yeah" she said briefly clapping before flipping the box open to study the pizza.
Tristan began to laugh at the sight of Rory's dilemma, besides what better view is there than a girl, bent over, shifting her weight very frequently, Tristan thought to himself, a naked one. Tristan was quickly taken out of his reverie by Rory's voice.
"Tristan. Tristan did you hear me?" she said waiving her hand in his face
"Huh, what?"
"Was saying that I got, Little House of Horrors, Child's Play 2, a.k.a. Chuckie 2, and finally the classic, Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory." She said gleefully holding up all three tapes.
"What are you trying to do, scare the crap out'a me?" Tristan asked, half- joking, half an, are you crazy? expression on his face.
"Are you serious? These are like the two most unscary, scary movies ever created." Rory said holding up the two movies.
"Yeah, its that Willy Wonka crap.ya' know there is just something about orange guys with green hair." Tristan shuddered at the thought.
Rory busted out laughing. "Wow, The Mighty Tristan scared of Oompa Loompas" she said has she fell on the couch next to him holding her stomach.
"Oh, so I'm mighty, huh?"
"Everybody in school seem to think so."
"Everybody.except you?" Tristan knew he let a little too much into it so he hoped she didn't notice.
And she didn't she preceded to answer, "Yep."
"Well come over her and I'll show you just how mighty I can be." Tristan put his hands on her small waist gently pulling her down, towards him as she got up.
"Let-go-of-me-now! Err!" Rory said braking her words every time she fell back on him.
Tristan finally let go. She got up and put in the first tape; while she was up she noticed a few bags and wondered what was in them.
Tristan sat in silence, he couldn't believe what he had just done, but more than that, he couldn't believe what she had let him do. He had his hands on her body, face so close to his, he could smell her perfume. He snapped back from his daydream when he her speak.
"Tristan.what's in the bags?" she was referring to the stuff he bought in the store before he got there.
"Um, stuff."
"What kinda stuff?"
"Just some stuff.for you."
"What?"
"Ya' know stuff. I could go with out it, but girls want it. I wasn't sure what kind you liked so I got a bunch."
"What?!" Rory was stunned at his audacity
"I got a bunch of different fla-" Tristan cut him self off. Tristan through a grin her way when he noticed what it sounded like he was saying.
Tristan was speechless. He motioned for her to pick up the bag and watched her reaction.
Rory took the bag and looked in it. It was stuff, candy, chocolate, just about everything under the sun. She then understood everything he had said but, she couldn't help it.
"Where are my licorice?"
Tristan reached into his pocket and handed them to her.
~~*~~*~~
Lots of candy and slices of pizza later, Rory got up to put in the final tape.
"No" Tristan pulled her down to the couch.
Rory looked at him quizzically.
"I'll put it in."
Tristan got up quickly before she could reject. Tristan put the tape in and asked:
"Bathroom?"
"There." Rory was skeptical but nothing too Tristan-like had happened in a while.
~~*~~*~~
Tristan came back in very quietly, hoping to scare the quiet brunette, but what he didn't expect was:
"Hey!" He whispered in her ear
Rory gasped as she jumped, throwing all of the soda in her glass onto Tristan's clean white shirt.
"Thanks. I was fellin' kinda dry.and not sticky", Tristan said very sarcastically.
"I'm soo sorry." Rory replied trying to hold back laughter
When Rory saw his face she quickly added
"Take off your shirt I'll clean it before the stain sets in."
"You did that on purpose."
"What?!" Rory was confused
I am hurt. I am hurt and appalled that cute and innocent Rory would ruin a $200 shirt just for a peek at my naked chest." Tristan said putting on a HUGE production ending it with his hand on his chest and a scoff (a/n: this meant he talked gentler, with a pout and everything).
"Tristan if it makes you feel any better I'll take off my shirt." Rory said very sincerely.
"If that's what you really want, who am I to judge?" Tristan said almost believably innocent.
"Tristan!" Rory shouted as she threw a pillow that was on the couch at him. Tristan caught it and tossed it back on the couch.
Tristan laughed as he took off his shirt, revealing sun-kissed skin, well- toned abs, and beautiful pecks. Rory stared, this did not go unnoticed by Tristan, but he couldn't bring himself to do any more than laugh even harder. Rory snapped back in to reality when she noticed his laughs getting louder. She took his shirt and walked into the kitchen to see what she could do for the soiled shirt. Then the doorbell rang and there were frequent knocks on the door.
"Could you get that?" Rory asked from the kitchen
"Uh, sure." Tristan said as he got up from the couch and walked toward the door. (A/n: F.Y.I. Tristan isn't wearing a shirt) He opened it.
"Sorry I couldn't find my key." Lorelai looked up from her bag, noticing that the person in front of her was not her daughter and not wearing a shirt.
"Who are you? You're not my kid. Where's my kid? What have you done? Rory?!" Lorelai was freaking out. She pushed Tristan aside and walked into her house.
"Mom?" Rory walked into the foyer and was taken aback by her mother's presents. "Mom?!"
Authors Note: I'm sorry that it took me like FOREVER! But I just couldn't think of a concept. I already figured out what's going to happen in the next chapter but I had a hell of a time figuring this one out, for one thing I kept forgetting to save my work, and I have no idea what this is suppose to lead to. (If you have any suggestions plzzzzz put them in your review) This chap. maybe short and pointless or long and pointless I have NO idea. Anywayz sorry for my ranting, here goes nothing;
(A/N: p.s. sorry if it reminds you of another date 'cuz its not! (Notice the emphasis on not))
Just Friends?
Chapter One
As Tristan entered the quaint town he slowed down, but just enough to see the faces that he passed. He quickly stopped at the nearest pizza place and ordered, "A large with everything except onions and anchovies" on account that they're disgusting. He figured that while he waited for it he would stop in the store for a few things.
Tristan entered the 'market' and looked around. I can't believe she likes this place Tristan thought to himself. He moved toward the candy aisle and picked up everything that appealed to him. Just then he noticed a familiar tall dark-haired figure entering the store from the back room.
"A little help please." Tristan said in the phoniest voice
"Uh, sure." The tall figure replied obviously not aware of who was speaking to.
"Uh, um." Tristan cleared his throat
He looked up. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Just getting a few things for Rory."
At the mention of her name, Dean's face got a red as the licorice Tristan was holding. This didn't go unnoticed by him.
"Ya' know, she had asked me to pick up some rub-, oh never mind I think I have some in my car." Tristan said with a mischievous grin.
Dean got even redder. Although he never intended to say the whole word he was really thinking of rubber bands. He knew it was kind of stupid but 1) he thought it was wrong to say that about her, and 2) he was way to cultured to refer to condoms as rubbers, he quite frankly thought it was stupid. That made him grin and slightly laugh but only slightly. Tristan paid for his things and left to get the pizza.
What a jackass. Tristan thought to himself. Tristan entered his car and he sped towards Rory's home, his little 'tiff' made him later than he already was.
~~*~~*~~
Rory was nervous, she didn't know why it was just Tristan. Rory had cleaned the living room, picked out the tapes, changed her clothes, and fixed her hair, she decided to wear it down, there was no reason to get all 'dolled-up' for Tristan. She figured that maybe she just needed to relax, so she decided to pull out her latest book, but as soon as she got comfortable the doorbell rang. "Hey." Tristan said as soon as he caught her eyes when she opened the door as if he just ran there.
"Hey!" Rory said semi-happy, semi-pissed.
Tristan noticed the tone in her voice and quickly added, "Sorry I'm late."
"Its okay." Rory said quickly as she noticed the hot pizza in his hand. "What'd ya' get?" she said very excitedly as she went back into the living room.
"everything."
Rory gave him a screwed face, as if to say, 'yuck!'
"Except anchovies and onions." He responded quickly
"Yeah" she said briefly clapping before flipping the box open to study the pizza.
Tristan began to laugh at the sight of Rory's dilemma, besides what better view is there than a girl, bent over, shifting her weight very frequently, Tristan thought to himself, a naked one. Tristan was quickly taken out of his reverie by Rory's voice.
"Tristan. Tristan did you hear me?" she said waiving her hand in his face
"Huh, what?"
"Was saying that I got, Little House of Horrors, Child's Play 2, a.k.a. Chuckie 2, and finally the classic, Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory." She said gleefully holding up all three tapes.
"What are you trying to do, scare the crap out'a me?" Tristan asked, half- joking, half an, are you crazy? expression on his face.
"Are you serious? These are like the two most unscary, scary movies ever created." Rory said holding up the two movies.
"Yeah, its that Willy Wonka crap.ya' know there is just something about orange guys with green hair." Tristan shuddered at the thought.
Rory busted out laughing. "Wow, The Mighty Tristan scared of Oompa Loompas" she said has she fell on the couch next to him holding her stomach.
"Oh, so I'm mighty, huh?"
"Everybody in school seem to think so."
"Everybody.except you?" Tristan knew he let a little too much into it so he hoped she didn't notice.
And she didn't she preceded to answer, "Yep."
"Well come over her and I'll show you just how mighty I can be." Tristan put his hands on her small waist gently pulling her down, towards him as she got up.
"Let-go-of-me-now! Err!" Rory said braking her words every time she fell back on him.
Tristan finally let go. She got up and put in the first tape; while she was up she noticed a few bags and wondered what was in them.
Tristan sat in silence, he couldn't believe what he had just done, but more than that, he couldn't believe what she had let him do. He had his hands on her body, face so close to his, he could smell her perfume. He snapped back from his daydream when he her speak.
"Tristan.what's in the bags?" she was referring to the stuff he bought in the store before he got there.
"Um, stuff."
"What kinda stuff?"
"Just some stuff.for you."
"What?"
"Ya' know stuff. I could go with out it, but girls want it. I wasn't sure what kind you liked so I got a bunch."
"What?!" Rory was stunned at his audacity
"I got a bunch of different fla-" Tristan cut him self off. Tristan through a grin her way when he noticed what it sounded like he was saying.
Tristan was speechless. He motioned for her to pick up the bag and watched her reaction.
Rory took the bag and looked in it. It was stuff, candy, chocolate, just about everything under the sun. She then understood everything he had said but, she couldn't help it.
"Where are my licorice?"
Tristan reached into his pocket and handed them to her.
~~*~~*~~
Lots of candy and slices of pizza later, Rory got up to put in the final tape.
"No" Tristan pulled her down to the couch.
Rory looked at him quizzically.
"I'll put it in."
Tristan got up quickly before she could reject. Tristan put the tape in and asked:
"Bathroom?"
"There." Rory was skeptical but nothing too Tristan-like had happened in a while.
~~*~~*~~
Tristan came back in very quietly, hoping to scare the quiet brunette, but what he didn't expect was:
"Hey!" He whispered in her ear
Rory gasped as she jumped, throwing all of the soda in her glass onto Tristan's clean white shirt.
"Thanks. I was fellin' kinda dry.and not sticky", Tristan said very sarcastically.
"I'm soo sorry." Rory replied trying to hold back laughter
When Rory saw his face she quickly added
"Take off your shirt I'll clean it before the stain sets in."
"You did that on purpose."
"What?!" Rory was confused
I am hurt. I am hurt and appalled that cute and innocent Rory would ruin a $200 shirt just for a peek at my naked chest." Tristan said putting on a HUGE production ending it with his hand on his chest and a scoff (a/n: this meant he talked gentler, with a pout and everything).
"Tristan if it makes you feel any better I'll take off my shirt." Rory said very sincerely.
"If that's what you really want, who am I to judge?" Tristan said almost believably innocent.
"Tristan!" Rory shouted as she threw a pillow that was on the couch at him. Tristan caught it and tossed it back on the couch.
Tristan laughed as he took off his shirt, revealing sun-kissed skin, well- toned abs, and beautiful pecks. Rory stared, this did not go unnoticed by Tristan, but he couldn't bring himself to do any more than laugh even harder. Rory snapped back in to reality when she noticed his laughs getting louder. She took his shirt and walked into the kitchen to see what she could do for the soiled shirt. Then the doorbell rang and there were frequent knocks on the door.
"Could you get that?" Rory asked from the kitchen
"Uh, sure." Tristan said as he got up from the couch and walked toward the door. (A/n: F.Y.I. Tristan isn't wearing a shirt) He opened it.
"Sorry I couldn't find my key." Lorelai looked up from her bag, noticing that the person in front of her was not her daughter and not wearing a shirt.
"Who are you? You're not my kid. Where's my kid? What have you done? Rory?!" Lorelai was freaking out. She pushed Tristan aside and walked into her house.
"Mom?" Rory walked into the foyer and was taken aback by her mother's presents. "Mom?!"