TITLE - Could This Be Love (part8)
NAME - Johanna (Joey)
E-MAIL - Jroses716@aol.com
SPOILERS - None
SUMMARY - predicted future, Rory and Tristan meet again, and they still have their problems.
RATING - PG-13
CONTENT - Some sexual content
PAIRING OR CHARACTER - Rory/Tristan, Answer to a challenge
DISCLAIMER - I don't own the characters, the WB, Amy Sherman-Palladino, and the really writers of the show own them.
Author Note: will be a few chapters.
Chapter 8: The Invite
Rory couldn't wait until tomorrow night. Rory found herself calling Tristan's. She had no idea what she was going to tell him. She had no real reason to call him. * The second ring* Rory thought she had to make a choice, hang up or talk to him.
All of a sudden Rory heard a groggy voice pick up the phone. "Hello?" the person said. Rory thought it was Tristan. A half asleep Tristan, but at least it was Tristan.
"Hi, Tristan. It's Rory. Sorry to call so late but I just wanted to see what you were up too?" Rory said in a perky voice. She was acting a little to happy.
"Oh Rory," he said yawning. "Nothing much just doing what any normal person would be doing at two in the mourning."
"Oh, I am so sorry Tristan. I had no idea that you were sleeping. Goodnight Tristan."
When Rory hung up the phone, Tristan was awake. He started to toss and turn while trying to get back to sleep. Tristan couldn't so he sat up and considered going to see Rory. * I mean if she's up then what's the harm. * He said to himself. So he decided to get up out of his bed and put on a pair of jeans over his boxer. He then put on a button down T-shirt and went out of his apartment.
Rory couldn't fall to sleep so she decided to read one of her books. But while reading she wasn't really in the mood, because she felt her head tilt back as if to dose off. So she closed her book in her lap, getting annoyed at her sleeping tonight.
All of a sudden she heard a knock at her door. She was a little startled but a little relieved. She walked up to the door, looked through the peephole to see who it was.
Tristan was totally surprised at the fact that he was standing in front of her door at 2:30 in the mourning. He remembered when he came home from there, he was telling himself to take it slow, that's what she wants. But after getting this mixed signal over the phone, he acted the only way he could. He was thinking with his 'little friend', rather then with this common sense. He had to get out of there and fast. *Make up an excuse, and be on your way * he thought to himself. *Too late * he thought as he saw the doorknob turn and the door open.
" Hi Tristan." Rory said while fixing her robe so that Tristan couldn't see her tank top and draw string pants kitty cat PJ's.
"Hi Rory." * Get out of here Dugrey. * He said. He had to leave or he would end up doing something that he would regret. "Sorry to stop by so late, but I wanted to check if I left my briefcase here, by mistake." He knew that he didn't but she didn't mind company.
"Yeah sure Tristan, come on in and check." Rory didn't know what to take that as. Lorelai had warned her about that tactic, but this was her first encounter.
"Thanks Rory." He said while entering the apartment. "I think I left it in the living room." Tristan said once he turned around to see Rory lock her apartment door.
"Well, I guess we should look in there first." Rory said leading him into the room. Tristan looked a little antsy to Rory. Rory's hands were getting a little clammy, but could she help it, she was nervous.
Rory and Tristan looked all over her living room. They both knew that it wasn't in there but they weren't aware of the fact that the other knew.
All of a sudden Tristan gave up looking all together. He sat down on Rory's L-shaped couch just looking at Rory. Rory stood up straight and noticed Tristan, being lazy. Lazy and cute all at the same time though. Rory decided to get comfortable because if she couldn't find it after 25 minutes then what was the point.
Rory started to walk toward Tristan sitting on the couch. Rory took her knees and placed them on the end of the couch. Tristan could help but stare at what she was doing. Rory then took her right side of her body and leaned against the back of the sofa.
"Well, I guess, I didn't leave it here." Tristan said to Rory, as a request to leave.
"Maybe." Rory said in a whisper, as she moved her hand up into Tristan's well-cut hair.
NAME - Johanna (Joey)
E-MAIL - Jroses716@aol.com
SPOILERS - None
SUMMARY - predicted future, Rory and Tristan meet again, and they still have their problems.
RATING - PG-13
CONTENT - Some sexual content
PAIRING OR CHARACTER - Rory/Tristan, Answer to a challenge
DISCLAIMER - I don't own the characters, the WB, Amy Sherman-Palladino, and the really writers of the show own them.
Author Note: will be a few chapters.
Chapter 8: The Invite
Rory couldn't wait until tomorrow night. Rory found herself calling Tristan's. She had no idea what she was going to tell him. She had no real reason to call him. * The second ring* Rory thought she had to make a choice, hang up or talk to him.
All of a sudden Rory heard a groggy voice pick up the phone. "Hello?" the person said. Rory thought it was Tristan. A half asleep Tristan, but at least it was Tristan.
"Hi, Tristan. It's Rory. Sorry to call so late but I just wanted to see what you were up too?" Rory said in a perky voice. She was acting a little to happy.
"Oh Rory," he said yawning. "Nothing much just doing what any normal person would be doing at two in the mourning."
"Oh, I am so sorry Tristan. I had no idea that you were sleeping. Goodnight Tristan."
When Rory hung up the phone, Tristan was awake. He started to toss and turn while trying to get back to sleep. Tristan couldn't so he sat up and considered going to see Rory. * I mean if she's up then what's the harm. * He said to himself. So he decided to get up out of his bed and put on a pair of jeans over his boxer. He then put on a button down T-shirt and went out of his apartment.
Rory couldn't fall to sleep so she decided to read one of her books. But while reading she wasn't really in the mood, because she felt her head tilt back as if to dose off. So she closed her book in her lap, getting annoyed at her sleeping tonight.
All of a sudden she heard a knock at her door. She was a little startled but a little relieved. She walked up to the door, looked through the peephole to see who it was.
Tristan was totally surprised at the fact that he was standing in front of her door at 2:30 in the mourning. He remembered when he came home from there, he was telling himself to take it slow, that's what she wants. But after getting this mixed signal over the phone, he acted the only way he could. He was thinking with his 'little friend', rather then with this common sense. He had to get out of there and fast. *Make up an excuse, and be on your way * he thought to himself. *Too late * he thought as he saw the doorknob turn and the door open.
" Hi Tristan." Rory said while fixing her robe so that Tristan couldn't see her tank top and draw string pants kitty cat PJ's.
"Hi Rory." * Get out of here Dugrey. * He said. He had to leave or he would end up doing something that he would regret. "Sorry to stop by so late, but I wanted to check if I left my briefcase here, by mistake." He knew that he didn't but she didn't mind company.
"Yeah sure Tristan, come on in and check." Rory didn't know what to take that as. Lorelai had warned her about that tactic, but this was her first encounter.
"Thanks Rory." He said while entering the apartment. "I think I left it in the living room." Tristan said once he turned around to see Rory lock her apartment door.
"Well, I guess we should look in there first." Rory said leading him into the room. Tristan looked a little antsy to Rory. Rory's hands were getting a little clammy, but could she help it, she was nervous.
Rory and Tristan looked all over her living room. They both knew that it wasn't in there but they weren't aware of the fact that the other knew.
All of a sudden Tristan gave up looking all together. He sat down on Rory's L-shaped couch just looking at Rory. Rory stood up straight and noticed Tristan, being lazy. Lazy and cute all at the same time though. Rory decided to get comfortable because if she couldn't find it after 25 minutes then what was the point.
Rory started to walk toward Tristan sitting on the couch. Rory took her knees and placed them on the end of the couch. Tristan could help but stare at what she was doing. Rory then took her right side of her body and leaned against the back of the sofa.
"Well, I guess, I didn't leave it here." Tristan said to Rory, as a request to leave.
"Maybe." Rory said in a whisper, as she moved her hand up into Tristan's well-cut hair.