Author : Kimmi (^o^)

Title : Chapter 7 : Next Time Don't Ask.

GILMORE'S HOUSE

When they finally arrived at Rory's house, they both got out of the car at the same time. They walked together to the front porch.

"Thank you Tristan. For everything."

"Your welcome."

"You have done so much for me for these past two days, I don't know how to thank you. I…"

"Its okay Rory."

"Okay. But is there…. is there anything I can do repay you for everything that you've done for me?" Rory asked faltered.

*Now or never DuGrey* "Go out with me."

"What?" Rory asked. She didn't really hear him.

"Go out with me tomorrow night."

"Oh. You mean uhh… like uhh… like a date?"


"Yeah."

"Oh," Rory said looking down at her shoes.

"Look, I know you want us to be friends but…" Tristan sighed "…. but I have to be honest with you Rory. I…. I like you….A LOT. I can't just be your friend. It's too hard for me. I …I tried to be your friend today but…I just…can't. Tell me Rory, how am I supposed to be your friend when all I can think about is kissing you?"

Rory looked into his eyes and gave him the sweetest smile and said, "Okay."

"Really?" Tristan asked, not really believing what he had just head.

"Yes Tristan. I would love to go out with you tomorrow night," Rory said sweetly.

Tristan let out a sigh of relief . "Great. I'll uhhh… I'll pick you up tomorrow night at uhh… seven?"

"Sure."

"Okay. I uhhh… I should go. I'm really looking forward to tomorrow night Rory."

"Me too."

"Bye Rory," Tristan said, kissing her on the forehead.

"Bye Tristan."

"Sweet dreams Mary."

Rory let a small laugh, "Ok. Bye."

"Bye. Good night."

"Night."

They said their goodbyes but neither of them made a move to leave. They just stood there staring into each other's eyes.

"I don't wanna leave," Tristan confessed.

"I don't want you to leave either." countered Rory.

Tristan took Rory's hand in his. "Your hand is so soft" Tristan said in almost whisper. Tristan brought Rory's hand to his lips and kissed it softly. Rory was blushing. Then he stared at her beautiful eyes. "You're so beautiful."

"So are you."

Tristan smiled. "Rory?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I kiss you now?"

"Well…"

"I won't take no for an answer" Tristan cut her off.

"Then why ask?"

Tristan started to lean in and so did Rory. Their lips met halfway. The kiss was soft. Just lips vs. lips. No tongues involved. It was like a 'beginning of a new relationship' kiss. After a while they pulled away.

"Tristan?"

"Hmmm?"

"Next time, don't ask."

"Believe me, I wont." They rested their foreheads against each others.

"Hey Rory?"

"Hmm?"

"Remember when you asked me if I have any particular reason to go to school?"

"Yeah."

"I have one now."

"Oh yeah?"

Tristan nodded.

"What is it?"

"You. Good night Rory," And with that Tristan left.