A/N: aw, thanks so much you guys for the reviews, I'm going to continue for
a few chapters anyway because I do have a plan so this might just work out!
Rory slammed her locker shut; it had been a long day. After the chemistry test, she was ready to throw it all in. she didn't think that she had done badly, but after the late night study session, she was completely worn out. To top it all off, it was Friday which meant she had a Franklin meeting and then she was going to Tristan's before going to her grandparents house for dinner, after dinner, Tristan was meeting her at the movies. She needed coffee.
Tristan, who just happened to have a locker a little bit down the hall, looked up when Rory slammed her locker. The halls were pretty deserted but not completely empty. He shut his own locker and made his way up to her, nodding at a few people who said hi to him.
'Aw, something wrong Mary?' he asked, a smile in his voice.
'Not now.' She replied, letting her head rest against his chest. Tristan automatically wrapped his arms around her in a warm embrace. 'Where were you an hour ago?' she mumbled into his chest.
'In my business class, why?'
'I really needed one of these an hour ago.'
'Sorry, does now make up for it?'
'More than, I need one even more now.'
'Glad to be of service.'
'I always knew you'd come in handy.'
'I feel needed.' Tristan pouted.
'And so you should. Hey do you think Paris would kill me if I blew off the Franklin meeting?'
'Yes and I like my girlfriends alive so you have to go.'
'Fine, but be prepared for grumpy Rory afterwards.'
'I have been fairly warned; you should get going.'
'Okay.'
Tristan lifted her chin and lightly brushed his lips against hers before pulling away completely, leaving Rory pouting.
'Come on, I'll walk you to the Franklin office.'
Tristan lifted her bag, as well as his own and took her hand in his. He led them down the hallway and stopped just outside the office.
'So you're coming by my house after the meeting?' he asked.
'Yeah, if that's okay with you.'
'Mary, it's more than okay with me.'
'Okay so I'll see you at five at your house.'
'Bye Mar.'
'Later Tris.' Rory replied, this time she kissed him lightly and took her bag from him. She went into the office and Tristan walked out to the car park. It was nearly four meaning he had an hour to get home and change and clean his room. The state it was in now, Rory would throw up if she went into it.
It was nearly half past five when Rory pulled up outside Tristan's house, Paris the dictator just would not end the meeting despite Rory's protests that she had somewhere to be and that she was falling asleep. Eventually she had relented and the meeting had been ended, the rest of the staff were erecting a statue of Rory to worship next week. Rory took her bags out of her car, one of them with her books, the other with a change of clothes. She rang the doorbell and stood on the step, fidgeting nervously. She had been to Tristan's house before and she had even met his parents but today was her fist day there as his girlfriend.
A short plump woman in her early fifties opened the door. Rory had never met any of the hired help so she didn't know this woman. She seemed to know Rory however.
'Miss Gilmore?' the woman asked.
'Yes, please, call me Rory.'
'Okay then Rory, Tristan is in the kitchen, follow me.'
The woman led Rory through the house until she got to a large old fashioned room that would've looked perfect in a cottage in the country. The walls were bricked up and there were comfortable looking chairs strewn about the room, along with an old fashioned cooker and other kitchen appliances.
Tristan was sitting on a stool at one of the high counters, talking to a middle aged man and a kind looking woman who was working at the stove.
'Tristan, you have a guest.' The woman announced.
Tristan turned around and saw Rory looking nervous. He smiled warmly and got up from the chair and made his way over to her.
'Hey.' He smiled, kissing her lightly on the cheek.
'Hi, sorry I'm late, you know Paris.'
'That I do. It's cool. Let me introduce you to everyone.'
'Jane and Lily, and of course Giles, this is my girlfriend Rory Gilmore.'
'Lovely to meet you dear.' Lily smiled as she turned away from the stove.
'Are you only getting in from school now?' Giles asked.
'Yes, I had a meeting; I work for the school paper.'
'You must be starved, sit down and I'll fix you up something to eat.'
'Really, it's okay.'
'Nonsense.' Jane brushed her comment aside and shoed her over to the counter, placing her on the stool Tristan had vacated.
'So Rory, how did you and Tristan meet?' Giles asked.
'Well, it was my first day and I couldn't open my locker, Tristan being the gentleman that he is, took advantage of my helplessness and used it as an excuse to introduce himself.'
'What?' Tristan protested 'a guy can't be nice?'
'Aw, Tristan, guys can be nice, you, well that's a different story.'
'You wound me deeply Mary.'
'You can take it.'
'Still, it's the principle of the matter, as your boyfriend, you are only meant to say nice things about me.'
'And as your girlfriend, you are meant to know my name.'
'I know your name; I just choose to not use it.'
The three adults looked at their banter with amusement, this wasn't the first girl Tristan had ever brought home, he'd brought home too many but other than Rory they had only ever met one of them and it was clear whop they preferred. Already, Rory won hands down. Lily put two plates of food down on the counter in front of the bickering pair and immediately they stopped talking and started eating.
'What do you kids want to drink?' Giles asked, heading for the fridge.
'Coffee!' Rory cried desperately.
'I'll just have a coke thanks Giles but you better get Rory some coffee, she'll die without it.'
'I beg your pardon?' Giles asked confused.
'I need coffee to live, blame my mother.' Rory explained.
Lily shook her head, smiling. Giles got the coke for Tristan while Jane went to make coffee for Rory. Tristan looked at Lily who winked at him, showing her approval of Tristan's choice in girlfriends. Rory remained oblivious to the significant looks passing between the other four in the room. Jane set the coffee down in front of her and Rory smiled gratefully before emptying the cup in two mouthfuls.
'That's better.' She grinned.
'Are you done?' Tristan asked, looking at her.
'Yeah, why?'
'I thought we could go upstairs and study, or hang out or something.'
'Subtle. Very subtle Bible Boy.'
Lily laughed and Giles shook his head. Rory was the first person to ever call Tristan on his suggestions. Jane winked at Rory as she left the room. Tristan dipped his head, attempting to hide the slight blush at being called on what he had said. He stood up and grabbed Rory's bags in one hand and her arm in the other.
'I was serious; I didn't mean to imply anything.'
'Of course you didn't.'
'Come on before you embarrass me any further.'
Rory laughed as Tristan dragged her out of the kitchen and up the stairs to his room. When he closed the door, Rory looked around, she had only been in here once, the night of the party, she and Tristan had been fighting and nearly kissing when she got a phone call from her mom telling her that Amy was dead. Tristan knew that those thoughts were probably running through her mind so he did his best to take it off them. He dropped her bags and wrapped his arms around her. Rory sighed contentedly and turned into his embrace.
'Tristan?'
'Yeah?'
'Can I ask you something?' Rory asked, deciding to voice her concerns from earlier.
'Anything.'
'You're not bored are you?'
'What, bored with what?'
'Me.'
'What are you talking about?'
'Well it's just something the girls said.'
'Seriously, girls have got to learn to talk less. What did they say?'
'Well I was kind of embarrassed by out little thing in the hall this morning and they told me that you'd done a lot worse and I just, you know I'm not really-'
Tristan cut Rory off with a kiss, this time pulling her to him even closer, running his tongue along her lip until she granted him access to her mouth. They stayed that way for a while, kissing each other, Tristan pulling Rory to him as much as he could. When lack of oxygen became an issue, they pulled apart, panting. Tristan rested his forehead against Rory's and asked
'When did I ever give you reason to think I was bored?'
'You didn't.'
'Then what's the problem?'
'Well let's face it, you're not exactly known for you're lack of sexual activity.' Rory replied, blushing.
'Rory, listen to me, I'm not going to lie to you and say that when it comes to that I'm inexperienced, and I will admit that I want you, I want you so bad that since I've met you, I'm taking more cold than hot showers and well, I'm changing the sheets more too-' Tristan actually blushed bright red at this point but he continued 'I know you have a history and I respect the hell out of that, I'm willing to take baby steps and I mean that. I plan on going out with you for a very long time so I can wait.'
Rory couldn't meet his eyes during any part of what he just said but she was still blushing from the comment about the sheets. Tristan bent his head again, kissing her lightly. When he pulled away, he lifted her chin and looked her in the eyes.
'I meant it Rory, take as long as you want, I'm not going anywhere.'
Rory smiled before pulling out of his embrace.
'I should change my clothes.' It was obvious the conversation was making her uncomfortable.
'I'll go and get you some more coffee, you can change here.' Tristan said, defeated for the moment.
'Thanks.'
'No problem.'
Tristan left the room and headed downstairs, when he came back up, Rory was lying on his bed, listening to his Bon Jovi CD. He set the cup of coffee on the dresser when he came in and he went to sit on the edge of the bed. Rory looked at him for a minute before sitting up and pulling him to her, kissing his passionately. She pulled him down onto the bed on top of her.
'A little making out never hurt anyone.' She muttered between kisses.
Tristan just grinned before kissing her back. Right now, they didn't worry about insecurities or Friday night dinner or the movies or anything else, right now was just about them.
A/N: not one of my favourite chapters, nowhere near my best work but I wasn't really inspired and I've have places to be so unfortunately, this has to take a back seat for a few days. I'll probably update Bed Of Roses before I update this again. I'm aiming for 2 updates in each story every week so wish me luck!
Rory slammed her locker shut; it had been a long day. After the chemistry test, she was ready to throw it all in. she didn't think that she had done badly, but after the late night study session, she was completely worn out. To top it all off, it was Friday which meant she had a Franklin meeting and then she was going to Tristan's before going to her grandparents house for dinner, after dinner, Tristan was meeting her at the movies. She needed coffee.
Tristan, who just happened to have a locker a little bit down the hall, looked up when Rory slammed her locker. The halls were pretty deserted but not completely empty. He shut his own locker and made his way up to her, nodding at a few people who said hi to him.
'Aw, something wrong Mary?' he asked, a smile in his voice.
'Not now.' She replied, letting her head rest against his chest. Tristan automatically wrapped his arms around her in a warm embrace. 'Where were you an hour ago?' she mumbled into his chest.
'In my business class, why?'
'I really needed one of these an hour ago.'
'Sorry, does now make up for it?'
'More than, I need one even more now.'
'Glad to be of service.'
'I always knew you'd come in handy.'
'I feel needed.' Tristan pouted.
'And so you should. Hey do you think Paris would kill me if I blew off the Franklin meeting?'
'Yes and I like my girlfriends alive so you have to go.'
'Fine, but be prepared for grumpy Rory afterwards.'
'I have been fairly warned; you should get going.'
'Okay.'
Tristan lifted her chin and lightly brushed his lips against hers before pulling away completely, leaving Rory pouting.
'Come on, I'll walk you to the Franklin office.'
Tristan lifted her bag, as well as his own and took her hand in his. He led them down the hallway and stopped just outside the office.
'So you're coming by my house after the meeting?' he asked.
'Yeah, if that's okay with you.'
'Mary, it's more than okay with me.'
'Okay so I'll see you at five at your house.'
'Bye Mar.'
'Later Tris.' Rory replied, this time she kissed him lightly and took her bag from him. She went into the office and Tristan walked out to the car park. It was nearly four meaning he had an hour to get home and change and clean his room. The state it was in now, Rory would throw up if she went into it.
It was nearly half past five when Rory pulled up outside Tristan's house, Paris the dictator just would not end the meeting despite Rory's protests that she had somewhere to be and that she was falling asleep. Eventually she had relented and the meeting had been ended, the rest of the staff were erecting a statue of Rory to worship next week. Rory took her bags out of her car, one of them with her books, the other with a change of clothes. She rang the doorbell and stood on the step, fidgeting nervously. She had been to Tristan's house before and she had even met his parents but today was her fist day there as his girlfriend.
A short plump woman in her early fifties opened the door. Rory had never met any of the hired help so she didn't know this woman. She seemed to know Rory however.
'Miss Gilmore?' the woman asked.
'Yes, please, call me Rory.'
'Okay then Rory, Tristan is in the kitchen, follow me.'
The woman led Rory through the house until she got to a large old fashioned room that would've looked perfect in a cottage in the country. The walls were bricked up and there were comfortable looking chairs strewn about the room, along with an old fashioned cooker and other kitchen appliances.
Tristan was sitting on a stool at one of the high counters, talking to a middle aged man and a kind looking woman who was working at the stove.
'Tristan, you have a guest.' The woman announced.
Tristan turned around and saw Rory looking nervous. He smiled warmly and got up from the chair and made his way over to her.
'Hey.' He smiled, kissing her lightly on the cheek.
'Hi, sorry I'm late, you know Paris.'
'That I do. It's cool. Let me introduce you to everyone.'
'Jane and Lily, and of course Giles, this is my girlfriend Rory Gilmore.'
'Lovely to meet you dear.' Lily smiled as she turned away from the stove.
'Are you only getting in from school now?' Giles asked.
'Yes, I had a meeting; I work for the school paper.'
'You must be starved, sit down and I'll fix you up something to eat.'
'Really, it's okay.'
'Nonsense.' Jane brushed her comment aside and shoed her over to the counter, placing her on the stool Tristan had vacated.
'So Rory, how did you and Tristan meet?' Giles asked.
'Well, it was my first day and I couldn't open my locker, Tristan being the gentleman that he is, took advantage of my helplessness and used it as an excuse to introduce himself.'
'What?' Tristan protested 'a guy can't be nice?'
'Aw, Tristan, guys can be nice, you, well that's a different story.'
'You wound me deeply Mary.'
'You can take it.'
'Still, it's the principle of the matter, as your boyfriend, you are only meant to say nice things about me.'
'And as your girlfriend, you are meant to know my name.'
'I know your name; I just choose to not use it.'
The three adults looked at their banter with amusement, this wasn't the first girl Tristan had ever brought home, he'd brought home too many but other than Rory they had only ever met one of them and it was clear whop they preferred. Already, Rory won hands down. Lily put two plates of food down on the counter in front of the bickering pair and immediately they stopped talking and started eating.
'What do you kids want to drink?' Giles asked, heading for the fridge.
'Coffee!' Rory cried desperately.
'I'll just have a coke thanks Giles but you better get Rory some coffee, she'll die without it.'
'I beg your pardon?' Giles asked confused.
'I need coffee to live, blame my mother.' Rory explained.
Lily shook her head, smiling. Giles got the coke for Tristan while Jane went to make coffee for Rory. Tristan looked at Lily who winked at him, showing her approval of Tristan's choice in girlfriends. Rory remained oblivious to the significant looks passing between the other four in the room. Jane set the coffee down in front of her and Rory smiled gratefully before emptying the cup in two mouthfuls.
'That's better.' She grinned.
'Are you done?' Tristan asked, looking at her.
'Yeah, why?'
'I thought we could go upstairs and study, or hang out or something.'
'Subtle. Very subtle Bible Boy.'
Lily laughed and Giles shook his head. Rory was the first person to ever call Tristan on his suggestions. Jane winked at Rory as she left the room. Tristan dipped his head, attempting to hide the slight blush at being called on what he had said. He stood up and grabbed Rory's bags in one hand and her arm in the other.
'I was serious; I didn't mean to imply anything.'
'Of course you didn't.'
'Come on before you embarrass me any further.'
Rory laughed as Tristan dragged her out of the kitchen and up the stairs to his room. When he closed the door, Rory looked around, she had only been in here once, the night of the party, she and Tristan had been fighting and nearly kissing when she got a phone call from her mom telling her that Amy was dead. Tristan knew that those thoughts were probably running through her mind so he did his best to take it off them. He dropped her bags and wrapped his arms around her. Rory sighed contentedly and turned into his embrace.
'Tristan?'
'Yeah?'
'Can I ask you something?' Rory asked, deciding to voice her concerns from earlier.
'Anything.'
'You're not bored are you?'
'What, bored with what?'
'Me.'
'What are you talking about?'
'Well it's just something the girls said.'
'Seriously, girls have got to learn to talk less. What did they say?'
'Well I was kind of embarrassed by out little thing in the hall this morning and they told me that you'd done a lot worse and I just, you know I'm not really-'
Tristan cut Rory off with a kiss, this time pulling her to him even closer, running his tongue along her lip until she granted him access to her mouth. They stayed that way for a while, kissing each other, Tristan pulling Rory to him as much as he could. When lack of oxygen became an issue, they pulled apart, panting. Tristan rested his forehead against Rory's and asked
'When did I ever give you reason to think I was bored?'
'You didn't.'
'Then what's the problem?'
'Well let's face it, you're not exactly known for you're lack of sexual activity.' Rory replied, blushing.
'Rory, listen to me, I'm not going to lie to you and say that when it comes to that I'm inexperienced, and I will admit that I want you, I want you so bad that since I've met you, I'm taking more cold than hot showers and well, I'm changing the sheets more too-' Tristan actually blushed bright red at this point but he continued 'I know you have a history and I respect the hell out of that, I'm willing to take baby steps and I mean that. I plan on going out with you for a very long time so I can wait.'
Rory couldn't meet his eyes during any part of what he just said but she was still blushing from the comment about the sheets. Tristan bent his head again, kissing her lightly. When he pulled away, he lifted her chin and looked her in the eyes.
'I meant it Rory, take as long as you want, I'm not going anywhere.'
Rory smiled before pulling out of his embrace.
'I should change my clothes.' It was obvious the conversation was making her uncomfortable.
'I'll go and get you some more coffee, you can change here.' Tristan said, defeated for the moment.
'Thanks.'
'No problem.'
Tristan left the room and headed downstairs, when he came back up, Rory was lying on his bed, listening to his Bon Jovi CD. He set the cup of coffee on the dresser when he came in and he went to sit on the edge of the bed. Rory looked at him for a minute before sitting up and pulling him to her, kissing his passionately. She pulled him down onto the bed on top of her.
'A little making out never hurt anyone.' She muttered between kisses.
Tristan just grinned before kissing her back. Right now, they didn't worry about insecurities or Friday night dinner or the movies or anything else, right now was just about them.
A/N: not one of my favourite chapters, nowhere near my best work but I wasn't really inspired and I've have places to be so unfortunately, this has to take a back seat for a few days. I'll probably update Bed Of Roses before I update this again. I'm aiming for 2 updates in each story every week so wish me luck!
