The next day, at lunchtime.
"Hey gorgeous." Tristan whispered as his hand slid around Rory's waist.
Rory started and turned around abruptly. "Tristan! Don't scare me like that next time!" Rory exclaimed as her heart starting beating fast. She tried to convince herself that it was the shock that's causing her to be so nervous. But even she couldn't resist the closeness of Tristan's body to hers, the feeling of his body against hers.
Looking into her dark blue eyes, Tristan had to resist the urge to pull her closer, to pull her into his arms and never let go. He'll do anything to show her that he's the one, he is the one that loves her the most. However he saw the nervousness in her eyes, and he reluctantly released her.
Sanity returned to Rory when Tristan loosened his grip, she combed her fingers through her hair nervously. "So where's Barb?"
"Dunno, dun care." Tristan brushed it off. He was looking into her eyes. He had such beautiful eyes, Rory thought.
"Let's go out for lunch Princess. I've prepared something for you, only for you. Please, please come?" Tristan asked, pulling her hand.
"Well." Rory hesitated. She could feel the attraction that she had for him. But she thought of Barb and Tristan together.
"Pleeeasee?" Tristan asked again.
Rory couldn't resist the pleading look he gave, and nodded her head.
"ALRIGHT!! Let's go!" Tristan enthusiastically pulled Rory towards his car. His hands intertwined with hers. Rory looked at their hands intertwined, and felt a twinge of unexplainable joy in her heart.
He pulled open the door of his Black BMW convertible and helped Rory into her seat. He practically ran to the driver's side and slid into the seat. He glanced over at Rory, and saw her profile in the afternoon sun. I love you so, please love me back. He grimaced at Rory's response if he really tells her about his feelings. She'd probably laugh into his face. No. Not his angel, she'll probably tell him that she loves that bag boy and let him down gently. With that thought, he frowned and floored the accelerator, leaving the school campus.
It had been 10 minutes. Why wouldn't he say anything?? Rory thought. After all it was his idea to go out for lunch and now he's practically scowling. Rory stole another glance at him. She wondered if he knew how good he looked with the wind blowing through his brown hair. Her hand stretched unconsciously to brush away the wisp of hair that kept blowing into his face. When her hand touched his cheek, he turned around with shock.
Rory, shocked at his expression hurriedly pulled back her hand, and placed it on her lap. What am I doing!!?? She thought in shock. That was stupid, idiotic! Now he'd have something else to share with his bimbotic girlfriend and groupies. Another girl has fallen for the legendary DuGrey charm. Stupid stupid!!
Tristan turned back to the wheel, his brows furrowed. He seemed to be deep in thought and practically ignored Rory's existence.
Rory, feeling left out, looked around to where he was driving. He was driving to the seaside. She could smell the salt in the air. Soon he swung into one of the car park lots and went out to the boot of the car. Rory waited for him at the side of the car.
He came round with a huge picnic basket, and a large mat in his hand. He walked by Rory and took her hand. They walked together to a shady area under a tree in silence. He placed the mat and opened the basket. He looked up to Rory, still standing at the side, grinning " Come on Princess, I'm hungry. Let's eat"
Rory smiled as she sat down slowly, careful to tuck her knee length skirt beneath her. She caught Tristan leering at her legs, and gave him a disapproving look. But inside, she felt a burst of warmth.
"Well, Princess, I have to admit that your legs are the best legs I've seen for a long, long time." Rory flushed at his compliment. "But it didn't help that I was in military school for the last 2 years." He finished, grinning at her, to show that he was just joking.
He settled comfortably down and started to bring out containers of food. He rambled off the list of food from roasted ham to salads to even pizza. Rory was amazed at how much time he must have taken to prepare this picnic. ."But last but not least.." Tristan pulled out a metal flask from the basket.
Rory smelt a whiff of ... "Coffee!!!" she squealed. "Oh this is fantastic, Tristan ! Coffee, great! I was wondering how I would survive the day without another cup!" "Well Princess, at least your obsession with coffee hasn't changed much in the last 2 years" Tristan grinned as he watched her pour out a cup of coffee.
They settled down and started eating lunch. The view was fantastic and together they talked about how their lives had been for the past 2 years. However Rory didn't want to ask Tristan about Barb and his other girlfriends and Tristan didn't ask her about Dean too.
When it was time to go, Tristan reluctantly started to clear up. Rory helped him put the stuff into the basket. When they both reached for the coffee flask at the same time, their fingers touched.
"Hey gorgeous." Tristan whispered as his hand slid around Rory's waist.
Rory started and turned around abruptly. "Tristan! Don't scare me like that next time!" Rory exclaimed as her heart starting beating fast. She tried to convince herself that it was the shock that's causing her to be so nervous. But even she couldn't resist the closeness of Tristan's body to hers, the feeling of his body against hers.
Looking into her dark blue eyes, Tristan had to resist the urge to pull her closer, to pull her into his arms and never let go. He'll do anything to show her that he's the one, he is the one that loves her the most. However he saw the nervousness in her eyes, and he reluctantly released her.
Sanity returned to Rory when Tristan loosened his grip, she combed her fingers through her hair nervously. "So where's Barb?"
"Dunno, dun care." Tristan brushed it off. He was looking into her eyes. He had such beautiful eyes, Rory thought.
"Let's go out for lunch Princess. I've prepared something for you, only for you. Please, please come?" Tristan asked, pulling her hand.
"Well." Rory hesitated. She could feel the attraction that she had for him. But she thought of Barb and Tristan together.
"Pleeeasee?" Tristan asked again.
Rory couldn't resist the pleading look he gave, and nodded her head.
"ALRIGHT!! Let's go!" Tristan enthusiastically pulled Rory towards his car. His hands intertwined with hers. Rory looked at their hands intertwined, and felt a twinge of unexplainable joy in her heart.
He pulled open the door of his Black BMW convertible and helped Rory into her seat. He practically ran to the driver's side and slid into the seat. He glanced over at Rory, and saw her profile in the afternoon sun. I love you so, please love me back. He grimaced at Rory's response if he really tells her about his feelings. She'd probably laugh into his face. No. Not his angel, she'll probably tell him that she loves that bag boy and let him down gently. With that thought, he frowned and floored the accelerator, leaving the school campus.
It had been 10 minutes. Why wouldn't he say anything?? Rory thought. After all it was his idea to go out for lunch and now he's practically scowling. Rory stole another glance at him. She wondered if he knew how good he looked with the wind blowing through his brown hair. Her hand stretched unconsciously to brush away the wisp of hair that kept blowing into his face. When her hand touched his cheek, he turned around with shock.
Rory, shocked at his expression hurriedly pulled back her hand, and placed it on her lap. What am I doing!!?? She thought in shock. That was stupid, idiotic! Now he'd have something else to share with his bimbotic girlfriend and groupies. Another girl has fallen for the legendary DuGrey charm. Stupid stupid!!
Tristan turned back to the wheel, his brows furrowed. He seemed to be deep in thought and practically ignored Rory's existence.
Rory, feeling left out, looked around to where he was driving. He was driving to the seaside. She could smell the salt in the air. Soon he swung into one of the car park lots and went out to the boot of the car. Rory waited for him at the side of the car.
He came round with a huge picnic basket, and a large mat in his hand. He walked by Rory and took her hand. They walked together to a shady area under a tree in silence. He placed the mat and opened the basket. He looked up to Rory, still standing at the side, grinning " Come on Princess, I'm hungry. Let's eat"
Rory smiled as she sat down slowly, careful to tuck her knee length skirt beneath her. She caught Tristan leering at her legs, and gave him a disapproving look. But inside, she felt a burst of warmth.
"Well, Princess, I have to admit that your legs are the best legs I've seen for a long, long time." Rory flushed at his compliment. "But it didn't help that I was in military school for the last 2 years." He finished, grinning at her, to show that he was just joking.
He settled comfortably down and started to bring out containers of food. He rambled off the list of food from roasted ham to salads to even pizza. Rory was amazed at how much time he must have taken to prepare this picnic. ."But last but not least.." Tristan pulled out a metal flask from the basket.
Rory smelt a whiff of ... "Coffee!!!" she squealed. "Oh this is fantastic, Tristan ! Coffee, great! I was wondering how I would survive the day without another cup!" "Well Princess, at least your obsession with coffee hasn't changed much in the last 2 years" Tristan grinned as he watched her pour out a cup of coffee.
They settled down and started eating lunch. The view was fantastic and together they talked about how their lives had been for the past 2 years. However Rory didn't want to ask Tristan about Barb and his other girlfriends and Tristan didn't ask her about Dean too.
When it was time to go, Tristan reluctantly started to clear up. Rory helped him put the stuff into the basket. When they both reached for the coffee flask at the same time, their fingers touched.