A/N sorry to anyone who was waiting for this chapter I had written it
before I left, but the site was down so I couldn't post it! Well I hope you
enjoy it! Thanx again. Please R&R.
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Chapter 6 - Do you want him?
The walk to Luke's seemed to go by awfully quickly, its not like he was scared of Luke, it was just that he knew how important this man was to the Gilmore girls.[tehe, ok I'm done amusing myself] he wanted to make a good impression on him, mostly he wanted Luke to like him. He heard the tales of what had happened to Dean and did NOT want to be on Luke's bad side. He walked into the Diner fortunetly he found that Luke wasn't there, it was Jess at the counter and he let out a small sigh of relief, he would have to wait for another day, but at least he could be a little more prepaired.
"Hey Jess, 2 coffee's please." Rory said walking up to the counter smiling.
"What are you so happy about?" he asked getting the coffee pot.
"You should know." she replied winking.
"I should know what?" He asked again this was frustarating him, he had no clue what she was getting at, why did she always have to drag everything out couldn't she just say it already? **OHMYGOD I believe I have actually found a fault in her. Finally** before then he hadn't seen a single thing to be wrong with her and now her spell had begun to fall off him. "Please spare me the pain of playing a guessing game and come out with it Ror."
"Your going out with Paris!!" She said! Still smiling, when Tristan heard that he turned around open mouthed staring at this guy.
"Yea and.?" he said but he felt the heat on his face, he knew he was blushing but still tried to keep his cool.
"Its just so cute!" she gasped, ruffeling his hair. Jess shot Tristan a *help-me-and-get-her-away-from-me* look. Tristan sighed
"Rory come on, leave Jess alone, he has work to do." He nodded to Jess as he walked out of the diner. "I'm guessing Paris called to have you help her get ready for her BIG date?" he asked smirking.
"Yup, why does it matter?" she snapped. She saw his face it was a mixture of confusion and anguish. "I didn't mean to snap, its just that I didn't think that Jess would.move on so quickly." She said, she didn't even reliz what she was saying, this was her boyfriend she was talking to, and she was telling him that she was Hurt that a guy didn't like her anymore. *STUPID, STUPID* she thought.
"Hard isn't it, but Rory, I mean what was he supposed to do, keep on trying to get you, he had to move on."
"You didn't." she wisperd.
"I know, but I'm different, I.I.." He almost told her he loved her he wasn't going to scare her away that easily. "Well I don't know but you have to let it go. Unless.. do you want to be with him?" he said trying hard not to chock. He looked down so he could be eye level with her. Rory saw the scared look in his eyes, and the pain that might come with it, she knew she couldn't be away from Tristan. He ment to much to her.
"NO! I only want to be with one person right now, and I already am." She then kissed him, just to make sure he didn't have any doubts.
"That's what I though!" he smiled.
~*~The next day at Rory's~*~
"RORY!! THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE! You have been in your closet for about half an hour."
"That is because I am looking for you outfit!" came back a muffled voice from the depth of her closet. Finally Rory emerged from the closet holding a simple white tank top, with low rise jeans, and a pair of platform sandles. It seemed very simple but she knew on Paris it would look fine, nothing flashy, it fit her personality. "Now go try it on!" she shooed Paris out of her room to the bathroom. Just then the phone rang. "Hello"
"Hey Mary, what's up babe?"
"Nothing, helping Paris get ready." She smiled, he was so cute, randomly calling her through out the day, if he hadn't seen her in a while. "Wacha ya up to?" she asked.
"Waiting for you to open the door." He replied calmly, with a smirk appearing on his face.
"This again?" she asked taking her time to get to the front door.
"What? Are you disappointed that I'm here?" He asked with mock-hurt in his voice.
"Most deffinatly," looking out the window she saw that he had his back turned to her door, so she took that opportunity to jump on his back. As she put down the phone he gave her a piggyback ride through the house to her room.
"Hey Lorile." He said laughing. " I didn't know you weighed this much Rory, maybe you should cut down on the coffee intake."
"NEVER!"
"Hi...Tristan." Lorile said, when she turned around laughing. Rory sitting on his back trying to reach a cup of coffee in front of her while he kept moving her out of the way. Quiet a sight. Then Paris stepped out of the bathroom. "Wow.Paris?" Both Rory and Tristan were at a lose for words.
"So.you like it?" she asked blushing. She looked good out of the Chilton Uniform, she carried herself well, with out the load of books on her back.
"Yea, you look really good, but" Rory started, "mom, finish the job." Lorile grabbed the makeup bag and brush in front of her, and took Paris into Rory's room. "So Tristan" she began as he carried her to the coach and set her down. "Why pry tell are you here?"
"I missed you and got bored I though when you finished helping Paris you and I could maybe do something.like go to the Hardford movie theater catch a new movie?" he said a light pinkish color in his cheeks. **What is wrong with me?? I'm blushing when asking my own girlfriend out! Since when do I blush?** he sighed, what Rory did to him, she didn't even know.
"AWWW, are you asking me out Tristan?" she teased.
"What if I am?"
"Then I'll be saying 'yes' right about now." She leaned in and kissed him.
"I feel so special of all the guys she picked me." He said, doing a faint backward.
"Well you should!" she said. "I had lines, and you mister were lucky" she said poking him in the chest with her forefinger.
"I know that very well Mar." He said and then kissed her. Just then Paris walked into the room.
"So.?" she inquired
"You.you." Tristan stutterd "look hot!" he said in awe. The Rory smacked him upside the head. "well not compared to Rory, of course but still look very good, but not good enough that I would go and uh. leave Rory but still." he babbled on.
"Tristan." Rory started "just shut up."
"Yes ma'am." He said, and sat down on the coach.
"Although Paris he has a point, you do look very nice, and you know any compliment from Tristan when he has his mouth hanging wide open is a good sign!" she said laughing. "Well we finished just in time, go run along to the diner, Jess should be waiting." Rory finished as she shooed Paris out the door." When she left Rory scowled at Tristan, "She's hot now?" she said glaring down at him.
"HEY, I DID say that she DOESN'T compare to you." He pulled her down to him and kissed her with such a passion she felt it all the way down to her toes.
"I'm.I'm gonna go shower now and get ready.make your self at home." She said walking off in a daze.
Chapter 6 - Do you want him?
The walk to Luke's seemed to go by awfully quickly, its not like he was scared of Luke, it was just that he knew how important this man was to the Gilmore girls.[tehe, ok I'm done amusing myself] he wanted to make a good impression on him, mostly he wanted Luke to like him. He heard the tales of what had happened to Dean and did NOT want to be on Luke's bad side. He walked into the Diner fortunetly he found that Luke wasn't there, it was Jess at the counter and he let out a small sigh of relief, he would have to wait for another day, but at least he could be a little more prepaired.
"Hey Jess, 2 coffee's please." Rory said walking up to the counter smiling.
"What are you so happy about?" he asked getting the coffee pot.
"You should know." she replied winking.
"I should know what?" He asked again this was frustarating him, he had no clue what she was getting at, why did she always have to drag everything out couldn't she just say it already? **OHMYGOD I believe I have actually found a fault in her. Finally** before then he hadn't seen a single thing to be wrong with her and now her spell had begun to fall off him. "Please spare me the pain of playing a guessing game and come out with it Ror."
"Your going out with Paris!!" She said! Still smiling, when Tristan heard that he turned around open mouthed staring at this guy.
"Yea and.?" he said but he felt the heat on his face, he knew he was blushing but still tried to keep his cool.
"Its just so cute!" she gasped, ruffeling his hair. Jess shot Tristan a *help-me-and-get-her-away-from-me* look. Tristan sighed
"Rory come on, leave Jess alone, he has work to do." He nodded to Jess as he walked out of the diner. "I'm guessing Paris called to have you help her get ready for her BIG date?" he asked smirking.
"Yup, why does it matter?" she snapped. She saw his face it was a mixture of confusion and anguish. "I didn't mean to snap, its just that I didn't think that Jess would.move on so quickly." She said, she didn't even reliz what she was saying, this was her boyfriend she was talking to, and she was telling him that she was Hurt that a guy didn't like her anymore. *STUPID, STUPID* she thought.
"Hard isn't it, but Rory, I mean what was he supposed to do, keep on trying to get you, he had to move on."
"You didn't." she wisperd.
"I know, but I'm different, I.I.." He almost told her he loved her he wasn't going to scare her away that easily. "Well I don't know but you have to let it go. Unless.. do you want to be with him?" he said trying hard not to chock. He looked down so he could be eye level with her. Rory saw the scared look in his eyes, and the pain that might come with it, she knew she couldn't be away from Tristan. He ment to much to her.
"NO! I only want to be with one person right now, and I already am." She then kissed him, just to make sure he didn't have any doubts.
"That's what I though!" he smiled.
~*~The next day at Rory's~*~
"RORY!! THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE! You have been in your closet for about half an hour."
"That is because I am looking for you outfit!" came back a muffled voice from the depth of her closet. Finally Rory emerged from the closet holding a simple white tank top, with low rise jeans, and a pair of platform sandles. It seemed very simple but she knew on Paris it would look fine, nothing flashy, it fit her personality. "Now go try it on!" she shooed Paris out of her room to the bathroom. Just then the phone rang. "Hello"
"Hey Mary, what's up babe?"
"Nothing, helping Paris get ready." She smiled, he was so cute, randomly calling her through out the day, if he hadn't seen her in a while. "Wacha ya up to?" she asked.
"Waiting for you to open the door." He replied calmly, with a smirk appearing on his face.
"This again?" she asked taking her time to get to the front door.
"What? Are you disappointed that I'm here?" He asked with mock-hurt in his voice.
"Most deffinatly," looking out the window she saw that he had his back turned to her door, so she took that opportunity to jump on his back. As she put down the phone he gave her a piggyback ride through the house to her room.
"Hey Lorile." He said laughing. " I didn't know you weighed this much Rory, maybe you should cut down on the coffee intake."
"NEVER!"
"Hi...Tristan." Lorile said, when she turned around laughing. Rory sitting on his back trying to reach a cup of coffee in front of her while he kept moving her out of the way. Quiet a sight. Then Paris stepped out of the bathroom. "Wow.Paris?" Both Rory and Tristan were at a lose for words.
"So.you like it?" she asked blushing. She looked good out of the Chilton Uniform, she carried herself well, with out the load of books on her back.
"Yea, you look really good, but" Rory started, "mom, finish the job." Lorile grabbed the makeup bag and brush in front of her, and took Paris into Rory's room. "So Tristan" she began as he carried her to the coach and set her down. "Why pry tell are you here?"
"I missed you and got bored I though when you finished helping Paris you and I could maybe do something.like go to the Hardford movie theater catch a new movie?" he said a light pinkish color in his cheeks. **What is wrong with me?? I'm blushing when asking my own girlfriend out! Since when do I blush?** he sighed, what Rory did to him, she didn't even know.
"AWWW, are you asking me out Tristan?" she teased.
"What if I am?"
"Then I'll be saying 'yes' right about now." She leaned in and kissed him.
"I feel so special of all the guys she picked me." He said, doing a faint backward.
"Well you should!" she said. "I had lines, and you mister were lucky" she said poking him in the chest with her forefinger.
"I know that very well Mar." He said and then kissed her. Just then Paris walked into the room.
"So.?" she inquired
"You.you." Tristan stutterd "look hot!" he said in awe. The Rory smacked him upside the head. "well not compared to Rory, of course but still look very good, but not good enough that I would go and uh. leave Rory but still." he babbled on.
"Tristan." Rory started "just shut up."
"Yes ma'am." He said, and sat down on the coach.
"Although Paris he has a point, you do look very nice, and you know any compliment from Tristan when he has his mouth hanging wide open is a good sign!" she said laughing. "Well we finished just in time, go run along to the diner, Jess should be waiting." Rory finished as she shooed Paris out the door." When she left Rory scowled at Tristan, "She's hot now?" she said glaring down at him.
"HEY, I DID say that she DOESN'T compare to you." He pulled her down to him and kissed her with such a passion she felt it all the way down to her toes.
"I'm.I'm gonna go shower now and get ready.make your self at home." She said walking off in a daze.
