Hey all, again my apologies for the last chapter, I personally think the first version was better but sometimes its fate.thanks for all of the reviews and I'm going to try and make this really worth while because I might not be able to update for the next couple of days, my book deadline is in two days and I have a lot of typing to do.

Rory looked around the party, HER 'Forty Foot Echo' CD was playing in the background and there were drunken teens all over the house either making out or attempting to dance. Inside they met Brad, Henry, Alex and Mike; Rory couldn't decide whether she was relieved or disappointed that Tristan wasn't with them. He took the drink Brad handed her, the rest of the guys nodded in approval. Roy was under strict instructions not to except drinks from anyone else for fear of what might be in them.

Alex looked at Rory in amazement, he was used to looking at her in a strictly sister capacity but the way she looked tonight made him want to change his ways.

'Rory, what are you? I mean what do you think you're wearing?' he asked.

'Thanks Alex.' Rory blushed.

'I wasn't being nice, I mean yes you look hot but you're not meant to look hot.'

'Oh,' she smiled 'don't worry, this is all for Tristan's benefit.'

The guys visibly relaxed at this, something Rory found very funny; with what she had planned they should've been worried about Tristan. Everyone took their leave of each other, Henry led Lane to the dance floor, if it could be called that, Brad and Louise followed and the others went to talk to different people. Normally of course someone would've waited with Rory but each sex had a different plan. The girls knew Tristan would approach Rory if she was on his own and the guys were under instructions from Tristan to make sure Rory was alone so he could talk to her.

Tristan was making his way down the stairs when he spotted Rory sitting alone, he sent a silent thanks to the guys wherever they were and he made their way to her. Rory was listening to the CD; she had lent it to Tristan a few weeks ago and had yet to get it back. This was one of her favourite songs, 'Brand New Day'. She sat listening and found herself humming along with it as she watched all the couples dancing in each others arms.

'Playing the wallflower Mary?'

'No, just waiting for the right some one to dance with.' She smiled grabbing his hand and leading him to where the rest of the dancing couples were. Tristan didn't quite know what was going on, Rory looked amazing, she had never made this much effort before for a party and yesterday they had a massive fight and now here she was laying her head on his shoulder and slow dancing.

** And I, I think I'll change my ways So all your words get noticed Tomorrow's a brand new day Tomorrow's a new day **

Tristan knew Rory was up to something but right now he didn't care. Right now, Rory was in his arms dancing and holding tightly, right now he didn't let the warning bells go off, he just enjoyed the sensation holding Rory.

Rory was having a little trouble concentrating, she knew what she was supposed to be doing but the truth was she hadn't expected it to be this nice. Dancing with Tristan was as far away from bad as you could get. He had his arms wrapped around her waist and his head rested comfortably on hers.

'So Mary,' he began.

'Sssh, not now.' She answered before laying her head back down on his shoulder.

Tristan didn't need telling twice, she was still more than pissed at him and he knew it but even though he knew they should be talking, he was enjoying dancing with her way too much. When the song ended he pulled away and looked at her, she was gorgeous before she said anything he grabbed her hand and dragged her upstairs.

'Tristan, what the hell are you doing?'

'We're going to talk.'

'I don't want to talk!'

'Well tough, people don't always get what they want.'

'Take that advice yourself sometime.'

He led Rory to his bedroom where they could be alone to talk, there was nobody in this part of the house and the music sounded far away. Rory sat down on his bed and waited, not looking at Tristan and not speaking. If he wanted to talk he would have to make the effort. Tristan noticed that she wouldn't look at him and that she wasn't even protesting too much.

'God! You are not going to make this easy for me are you?'

'Why should I, you practically kidnap me and drag me to your room where I see you locked the door, you were the one that was an ass yesterday so why should I even think about making it easy for you?' she yelled at him. 'I don't deserve for you to take it easy on me I know but what can I say, I'm an optimistic. I am sorry about yesterday and judging by my half assed attempt to apologise yesterday you should know I'm not in the habit of apologising.'

'Understatement of the century. You've probably never said the word in your life and meant it.'

'Well I'm saying it now and I do mean it, I refuse to apologise for my opinions but I am sorry for the way I made them known.'

'If I say you are forgiven will you let me out of here?'

'No because you are still mad at me. Look Rory I am sorry but I'm getting frustrated here. I like you, I more than like you and you refuse to believe me, ask anyone in the whole school and they will tell you.'

'When will you get that it's not about you, I will admit that yes I am attracted to you but - god do you have any idea of how much you remind me of Dean? I know you're not him but still, you were right, I wasn't attracted to Dean and he managed to break my heart.'

Rory paused and Tristan took the chance to move closer to the bed, taking it slowly, the last thing he wanted was for her to put her defences back up.

'Imagine what you could do if I let you in.' Rory looked at her hands in embarrassment.

Tristan sat on the bed beside her, at a safe distance.

'I wouldn't hurt you Rory.'

'I really want to believe that, I do but the truth is, I don't, I've seen you with a different girl every week, yesterday morning? I would never go that fast and you'd get bored, Dean did.'

'He really fucked you up didn't he?'

'You could say that.'

'Rory if you and I were together I'd wait until you were ready, no complaints and I swear if I ever meet Dean I will kill him so will the guys. You deserved better than him Rory.'

As Tristan had said that he had been moving closer to Rory who had turned to look at him. She wanted so much to believe him, he looked into her eyes so intensely that Rory looked away blushing.

'Oh Mary, you have no idea how much I enjoy making you do that.'

Rory tried to stop herself, even now when they were having a serious conversation he managed to make some little comment that made Rory blush even harder. She was even starting to like the Mary references. When Dean had said it he had said it with spite whereas Tristan sounded like he wouldn't have it any other way. Their faces had moved towards each other unconsciously, they never took their eyes away from each others; Rory instinctively licked her lips, wetting them. Just as Tristan was moving to kiss her, the silence in the room was shattered by the harsh ringing of a cell phone.

Rory looked at the screen of her phone, she was tempted to ignore it but the moment was gone and it was her mother calling. Her mom would never call while she was at a party unless it was important. She looked at Tristan apologetically and answered the phone.

'Hello?'

'What's wrong?'

'NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!' Rory screamed into the phone, as tears began falling down her face, Tristan looked on helplessly, wondering what was wrong and why Rory was crying.

Mwahahaha am I evil? Am I great? Is this good? Did Rory give in too easily? Why was Rory crying? Let me know what you think! Later Katie xxx