Authors Note: Every time I promise to update more often I don't so no more
promises.lol. Something always comes up but heres to tide you over until
then.
Chapter 7 | Dean and Mustard Chilli Chips
Rory shifted uncomfortably in her seat, careful not to bump into Tristan as she did so. They'd shared a box of popcorn earlier and every time their fingers had accidentally brushed each other's she couldn't help but jump a little.
"Boring huh?" Tristan leaned over and whispered in Rory's ear, noticing her discomfort.
"Action flicks just aren't my thing" Rory admitted, taking her cup of coke out of the holder and taking a big sip.
"I'll let you choose the next one" Tristan said with a smile. "Just no chick flicks okay" he tried not to laugh at the indignant look on his girlfriends face.
"I'm joking," he said, slipping his arm around her shoulders and pulling her closer to him.
"What do you say we get out of here?" he suggested, to Rory's surprise.
"Seriously?"
"Seriously" he nodded, "I was falling asleep anyway"
* * * * * * * * * *
Rory blinked quickly as she walked out of the cinema with Tristan, allowing her eyes to slowly adjust to the bright lights once again.
"I need to use the bathroom" Rory said "but I'll meet you outside"
"Yeah, I'm just gonna grab a drink" Tristan agreed and they walked off in their own separate directions.
"I can't believe he actually suggested leaving the movie because of me," Rory thought happily to herself as she washed her hands a few minutes later.
"I know he can come across as Mr Cool and Confident but underneath that he can be a totally different person" Rory sighed as she dried her hands. "Things have worked out so perfectly, my only regret is that I didn't admit my feelings sooner"
Rory walked out of the Ladies room, and scanned the room for Tristan. Not seeing him se turned to walk over to a seat to wait for him but instead came face to face with someone she knew.
Rory stood still in shock, unable to think of anything to say.
"Ah . . .Dean . . .hi" Rory finally managed to squeeze out, her cheeks flaming red.
"Hi" Rory stood there awkwardly in silence as Dean gave her the once over.
"How are you?" he asked finally, and Rory was glad to have an end to the awkward silence.
"I'm good" Rory said, nodding her head with a small smile. "And you?"
"Actually I'm seeing someone," Dean admitted, and Rory cringed as she watched Dean run his hands through his hair.
"Anyone I know?" Rory asked casually. It hurt knowing Dean was able to move on so quickly, but at the same time, it was her fault that they had broken up.
Dean looked at the ground and Rory could see the blush creeping up his neck. "Actually yeah" Dean spoke slowly, as if he was afraid of how Rory would react.
"Rory, oh my god! I haven't seen you in ages!" Rory heard a not so familiar shriek from behind her
"Amanda! What are you doing here!" Rory almost screamed with excitement as Amanda wrapped her arms around Rory in a huge hug. Amanda and Rory had been best friends in primary school and although they tried they eventually lost touch sometime around 8th grade.
"You look great!" Amanda complimented her taking a step back.
"You too" Rory took in the appearance of the girl standing in front of her and could barely believe her eyes. Amanda had once been short, slightly overweight and shy. But the girl standing in front of her was anything but. She had to have been around 5'9 and thin. Her straight jet-black hair was layered to have that sort of choppy effect with red highlights.
"Your hair . . . I can't believe how different you look" Rory said in amazement causing Amanda to laugh, "So what are you doing here?" Rory asked again.
"Well um actually," Amanda started slightly uncomfortably, taking a step closer to Dean.
Rory looked back and forth between the two of them and noticing the uncomfortable looks being passed between them she put two and two together.
"Oh umm . . ." Rory blushed and looked at the ground, avoiding her old friends eyes.
"Rory hey! Sorry I took so long . . . the lines went on forever!" she heard Tristan's familiar voice call out to her.
Turning around Rory smiled relived to be distracted from the two people standing in front of her.
Rory watched Tristan as he walked towards her with a concerned look on his face after having seen Dean standing by her; she felt a tap on her shoulder. Turning around she saw Amanda standing right behind her.
"It was great seeing you again Rory" her old friend smiled sadly, "we should catch up sometime"
"Yeah we should" Rory agreed looking over at where Dean stood staring at her. He had a look in his eyes that she couldn't read, as if he wanted to say something but just wasn't sure what.
"It was good to see you again," Rory said, in an almost formal matter to her ex - boyfriend, the first boy she had ever loved.
Rory smiled sadly as she watched Amanda slip her arm around Deans waist, and as she watched them walk away she felt Tristan take her hand.
"So do you want to grab something to eat?" Tristan asked, as if he hadn't even seen Rory talking to her ex just moments ago. It was as if he knew she didn't want to talk about it, as if he understood how hard it was. Because even though Rory knew she made the right choice, choosing to be with Tristan, it was hard not being able to talk to Dean as she used to.
"Actually that would be great!" Rory agreed with a smile.
* * * * * * * * * *
"That is just wrong!" Tristan announced as he watched Rory wash down a mouthful of chips with half a cup of coffee.
Rory laughed at the disgusted look on his face, "and chilli sauce and mustard on chips isn't?" she asked, bumping him gently with her shoulder.
"Don't knock it till you try it" Tristan smiled, coating a chip in chilli sauce then mixing it with mustard he offered it to his girlfriend.
"No way am I eating that," Rory said shrinking away from him.
Tristan shook his head with mock sadness, "it's your loss" he said seriously, but Rory could see a mischievous glean in his eyes.
"Tristan" Rory warned,
"What?" he asked, his all to familiar smirk creeping onto his face.
"Don't you even - " and before she had a chance to even finish her sentence he leaned forward and started tickling her.
"Tristan, please . . . stop" Rory shrieked, laughing.
"No way!" he laughed as she tried to pull away but was stopped by the back of their booth.
"Please . . . stop . .Tristan!" Rory pleaded, tears of laughter in her eyes.
"Only if you promise to try the chips" Tristan said, pulling back slightly, but not quite letting her up.
"Okay, Okay!" Rory tried not to squeal to loud.
"What?"
"I'll try a chip" Rory tried to take in a deep breath, " One chip" she warned as Tristan let her up. "I can't believe you just did that," she said accusingly, hitting him softly on the arm.
"You know, you look cute when your all worked up!" Tristan ducked as Rory threw the mustard and chilli sauce covered chip tat him.
"I'm guessing you didn't like the taste then?" he smirked at Rory, who was busy guzzling down a glass of water.
"What? No coffee?" he teased.
Rory turned around to face him and tried to give him one of her "If-looks- could-kill" glares, but couldn't keep a straight face.
"What's so funny?" Tristan asked confused, which only made Rory laugh harder.
Tristan ran his hand through his hair, with a confused smile, and stopped when he felt something wet and mushy in his hair. Pulling it away from his hair he looked down at his hand to find the mustard and chilli flavoured chip Rory had thrown at him, then he looked back over at Rory, trying not to laugh but not having much success.
Seconds later both he and Rory were laughing, tears running down their faces.
Chapter 7 | Dean and Mustard Chilli Chips
Rory shifted uncomfortably in her seat, careful not to bump into Tristan as she did so. They'd shared a box of popcorn earlier and every time their fingers had accidentally brushed each other's she couldn't help but jump a little.
"Boring huh?" Tristan leaned over and whispered in Rory's ear, noticing her discomfort.
"Action flicks just aren't my thing" Rory admitted, taking her cup of coke out of the holder and taking a big sip.
"I'll let you choose the next one" Tristan said with a smile. "Just no chick flicks okay" he tried not to laugh at the indignant look on his girlfriends face.
"I'm joking," he said, slipping his arm around her shoulders and pulling her closer to him.
"What do you say we get out of here?" he suggested, to Rory's surprise.
"Seriously?"
"Seriously" he nodded, "I was falling asleep anyway"
* * * * * * * * * *
Rory blinked quickly as she walked out of the cinema with Tristan, allowing her eyes to slowly adjust to the bright lights once again.
"I need to use the bathroom" Rory said "but I'll meet you outside"
"Yeah, I'm just gonna grab a drink" Tristan agreed and they walked off in their own separate directions.
"I can't believe he actually suggested leaving the movie because of me," Rory thought happily to herself as she washed her hands a few minutes later.
"I know he can come across as Mr Cool and Confident but underneath that he can be a totally different person" Rory sighed as she dried her hands. "Things have worked out so perfectly, my only regret is that I didn't admit my feelings sooner"
Rory walked out of the Ladies room, and scanned the room for Tristan. Not seeing him se turned to walk over to a seat to wait for him but instead came face to face with someone she knew.
Rory stood still in shock, unable to think of anything to say.
"Ah . . .Dean . . .hi" Rory finally managed to squeeze out, her cheeks flaming red.
"Hi" Rory stood there awkwardly in silence as Dean gave her the once over.
"How are you?" he asked finally, and Rory was glad to have an end to the awkward silence.
"I'm good" Rory said, nodding her head with a small smile. "And you?"
"Actually I'm seeing someone," Dean admitted, and Rory cringed as she watched Dean run his hands through his hair.
"Anyone I know?" Rory asked casually. It hurt knowing Dean was able to move on so quickly, but at the same time, it was her fault that they had broken up.
Dean looked at the ground and Rory could see the blush creeping up his neck. "Actually yeah" Dean spoke slowly, as if he was afraid of how Rory would react.
"Rory, oh my god! I haven't seen you in ages!" Rory heard a not so familiar shriek from behind her
"Amanda! What are you doing here!" Rory almost screamed with excitement as Amanda wrapped her arms around Rory in a huge hug. Amanda and Rory had been best friends in primary school and although they tried they eventually lost touch sometime around 8th grade.
"You look great!" Amanda complimented her taking a step back.
"You too" Rory took in the appearance of the girl standing in front of her and could barely believe her eyes. Amanda had once been short, slightly overweight and shy. But the girl standing in front of her was anything but. She had to have been around 5'9 and thin. Her straight jet-black hair was layered to have that sort of choppy effect with red highlights.
"Your hair . . . I can't believe how different you look" Rory said in amazement causing Amanda to laugh, "So what are you doing here?" Rory asked again.
"Well um actually," Amanda started slightly uncomfortably, taking a step closer to Dean.
Rory looked back and forth between the two of them and noticing the uncomfortable looks being passed between them she put two and two together.
"Oh umm . . ." Rory blushed and looked at the ground, avoiding her old friends eyes.
"Rory hey! Sorry I took so long . . . the lines went on forever!" she heard Tristan's familiar voice call out to her.
Turning around Rory smiled relived to be distracted from the two people standing in front of her.
Rory watched Tristan as he walked towards her with a concerned look on his face after having seen Dean standing by her; she felt a tap on her shoulder. Turning around she saw Amanda standing right behind her.
"It was great seeing you again Rory" her old friend smiled sadly, "we should catch up sometime"
"Yeah we should" Rory agreed looking over at where Dean stood staring at her. He had a look in his eyes that she couldn't read, as if he wanted to say something but just wasn't sure what.
"It was good to see you again," Rory said, in an almost formal matter to her ex - boyfriend, the first boy she had ever loved.
Rory smiled sadly as she watched Amanda slip her arm around Deans waist, and as she watched them walk away she felt Tristan take her hand.
"So do you want to grab something to eat?" Tristan asked, as if he hadn't even seen Rory talking to her ex just moments ago. It was as if he knew she didn't want to talk about it, as if he understood how hard it was. Because even though Rory knew she made the right choice, choosing to be with Tristan, it was hard not being able to talk to Dean as she used to.
"Actually that would be great!" Rory agreed with a smile.
* * * * * * * * * *
"That is just wrong!" Tristan announced as he watched Rory wash down a mouthful of chips with half a cup of coffee.
Rory laughed at the disgusted look on his face, "and chilli sauce and mustard on chips isn't?" she asked, bumping him gently with her shoulder.
"Don't knock it till you try it" Tristan smiled, coating a chip in chilli sauce then mixing it with mustard he offered it to his girlfriend.
"No way am I eating that," Rory said shrinking away from him.
Tristan shook his head with mock sadness, "it's your loss" he said seriously, but Rory could see a mischievous glean in his eyes.
"Tristan" Rory warned,
"What?" he asked, his all to familiar smirk creeping onto his face.
"Don't you even - " and before she had a chance to even finish her sentence he leaned forward and started tickling her.
"Tristan, please . . . stop" Rory shrieked, laughing.
"No way!" he laughed as she tried to pull away but was stopped by the back of their booth.
"Please . . . stop . .Tristan!" Rory pleaded, tears of laughter in her eyes.
"Only if you promise to try the chips" Tristan said, pulling back slightly, but not quite letting her up.
"Okay, Okay!" Rory tried not to squeal to loud.
"What?"
"I'll try a chip" Rory tried to take in a deep breath, " One chip" she warned as Tristan let her up. "I can't believe you just did that," she said accusingly, hitting him softly on the arm.
"You know, you look cute when your all worked up!" Tristan ducked as Rory threw the mustard and chilli sauce covered chip tat him.
"I'm guessing you didn't like the taste then?" he smirked at Rory, who was busy guzzling down a glass of water.
"What? No coffee?" he teased.
Rory turned around to face him and tried to give him one of her "If-looks- could-kill" glares, but couldn't keep a straight face.
"What's so funny?" Tristan asked confused, which only made Rory laugh harder.
Tristan ran his hand through his hair, with a confused smile, and stopped when he felt something wet and mushy in his hair. Pulling it away from his hair he looked down at his hand to find the mustard and chilli flavoured chip Rory had thrown at him, then he looked back over at Rory, trying not to laugh but not having much success.
Seconds later both he and Rory were laughing, tears running down their faces.