Author: Kimmi (^o^)

Title: Chapter 8: I'm stuck on you

AN" *…..* Tristan's POV. #…..# Rory's POV.

CHILTON

Rory was at her locker. She was gathering all the books she need for her next class when she someone called out her name. "Rory!" She turned around and that person was Tristan. He was standing 10 feet from her. She waved and he waved back before coming up to her.

"Hey," Tristan said with a big smile on his face.

"Hey. Good morn-," Rory was cut off when Tristan suddenly hugged her with all his might.

"I missed you," he whispered to her ear. Rory just smiled and hugged him back. After a while they pulled away. Tristan kept staring at Rory's face. Rory started blushing and became uncomfortable. Then the bell rang.

"We uhh…. We should go to uhh… class."

Tristan took Rory's left hand and kissed it softly.

"O..K.. I really should go now," Rory turned to her locker. Tristan didn't let go of her left hand so Rory closed her locker and zipped up her bag pack with only her right hand. "OK. I really need my hand now," Rory said trying to jerk her hand away but Tristan didn't let go. He was holding it tighter than before.

"Promise you'll give it back," Tristan asked softly.

"Ummm… promise?."

"Good, " Tristan kissed Rory's hand one last time and then let her hand go. "Bye Rory. See you later."

"Bye."

CAFETERIA

Rory was eating her lunch while reading a book. Her right hand was holding a fork and her left hand was holding the book. And then suddenly someone took the book from her and grabbed hold her hand tightly. Rory let out a small scream.

"Rory relax. It's me" Tristan said, trying to calm her down.

"Oh my god Tristan!! What are you doing??!!" Rory asked, still shocked.

"You said you'd give it back."

"What?" Rory asked, not really understanding what Tristan had said.

"This morning you promise you would give your hand back."

"I did?"

"Yes."

Rory sighed, "Okay. Can you at least ask?" Tristan just smiled. "I kinda need my hand right now Tristan."

"For what?" Tristan asked. Still holding her hand, he softly caressed it with his thumb.

"To hold the book that I'm trying to read right now."

"Use the other one."

"Well I can't because the other one is too busy holding a fork here," Rory said lifting her hand up in front of Tristan's face. "So… I need the other one to hold the book."

"You don't have to hold the book. Just read it."

"That's the problem Tristan. I can't. I'm used to this position. I hold up my book when I read it. And right now, I can't read because the hand that I always use to hold the book is being kidnap by you."

"Then don't."

"Tristan…."

"Just eat your meal Rory."

Rory groaned, "Fine"

While Rory was eating, Tristan played with her hand. He kissed it, he caressed it and rubbed her nails with his fingers. Rory tried to ignore what Tristan was doing and concentrate on her meal, but she couldn't.

"Tristan?"

"Hmm?"

"Don't you have better things to do like uhhh… EAT?"

"Nope."

"Aren't you hungry Tristan?"

"Now that you mentioned it, I do feel hungry."

"There you go. Now, go go go. Go get yourself something to eat. You're not going to get full if you keep playing with my hand."

"Can't."

"Why?"

"My feet are asleep."

"They are?"

"Hold on. Hello?" Tristan hit her leg with his hand. "See? No answer"

Rory smiled and let a small laughed. *Nice. I made her laugh*

"I'm thirsty" Tristan said sounding like an 8-year-old kid.

"Then go get yourself a drink."

"Umm.. too far."

"Do you want me to get a drink for you?"


"No."

"Are you expecting the drink to come to you all by itself?" Rory said, holding in her laughter. Tristan laughed softly.

"Can I have yours?"

"You want my drink?"

"Yes please….." Tristan begged really soft like, making Rory's heart melt.

"Well… since you said please. Here." Rory said giving him her drink.

"Thank you," Tristan took a sip. "Mmm… this is the best drink I have ever had."

"It's just a coke Tristan."

"I know, but this one's different. It's Rory's coke."

"You're crazy," Rory said with a small laugh. Tristan smiled then he drank some more. After a while the bell rang.

"Well, thanks for the drink," Tristan kissed Rory's hand one last time and then let it go. "Bye Rory." And with that he left, leaving Rory with a questioning look on her face.

On her way to her next class, Rory kept wondering why Tristan never mentioned their date for tonight. #Did he forget? No. No I don't think so. Then why didn't he say anything? He didn't even kiss me today. Oh my God. I can't believe I want Tristan to kiss me#. The bell rang indicating that school was over. Rory opened her locker and found a note. It said…

PICK YOU UP AT 7.

Tristan.

Rory had the biggest smile plastered on her face #awwww...#

THANKS SURYA! :D