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Hi everyone! First of all I wanted to thank Mel, MestFanFicAddict, blahblah6, Stephanie, not4me, Chelle5, emz-008, shazoo, bmundahl, mandie for their reviews. You rock! It really encouraged me, and tadaa here I am again, with a new chapter. I'm getting the hang of it, this is becoming more and more my story. I'm doing my best to work out the character's thoughts.
By the way, Stephanie, she WILL sleep in one of the rooms, and I assure you, she won't stay there all night…. ! gna…gna…. And Steff, of course there will be some witty conversation first, Rory isn't the type to start making out just like that. I'm very impatient so I'd rather have them get together soon, but I know it's more fun this way. So thanks again! And a special thanks to the Dutch reviewers Intuition1 and Smile1 : 'paus-imitatie': danke voor die bloemen! Gaaf dat er hier ook nederlanders rondsurfen!
So thanks again to everyone, please keep reviewing, then I'll keep writing! Bye now!
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After a while, Tristan noticed that Rory was getting tired. She yawned. *God she'cute*
Even the 5 cups of coffee she had consumed during their conversation, weren't able to keep her awake.
"Mary, as much as I'd like to stay up all night talking to you, I think we should get some sleep. I'll show you your room." Tristan said.
Rory smiled thankfully. The bad weather and of course meeting Tristan again had exhausted her. Lucky for her, tomorrow they had the day off from school. Some big convention was going on, and the students were given a free day with of course loads of homework. It was Chilton, after all.
"Thanks, Tristan. I'm really tired." Rory stretched like a kitten when she got up from the couch, causing Tristan's heartbeat to speed up.
*Jeez, get a hold of yourself Dugrey. Don't let her get to you like this. It's not like she's into you*
Tristan got up from the couch too and led her to her room. It was on the second floor, next to Tristan's.
"Here it is, Mary. There's a bathroom through that door, and on the bed are some clothes for you to sleep in. Do you think you'll be alright?"
Rory stood still in awe when she saw their 'guestroom'. This wasn't a guestroom, this was paradise. The room was at least 4 times as big as her bedroom in Stars Hollow. There were large doors to the balcony, a big desk in the corner of the room and a king-size bed with red silk sheets. But the best thing of it all was the bookcase against the wall. It was almost covering the whole wall and was stuffed with books. Be alright? She would be great!
"You like what you see, Mary?" Tristan asked when Rory still hadn't responded to him.
"Ehm, yeah wow, I'm just amazed by all these books. I've never seen so many! Who is the reader is in this house?"
"I am." He said with a smile on his face. "You see, there's more to me than just my gorgeous godly body, Mary."
Rory decided to ignore his last comment and answered truthfully
"I'm starting to realize that now, Tristan. You know what; tomorrow you have to tell me all about the books you have read ok? I really want to hear what you favourites are, and of course I want to tell you mine. Do we have a deal?"
"We have a deal, Ms Gilmore."
"Good night, Tristan."
"Sweet dreams, Mary."
And with these last words, Tristan left the room and went to his room to crawl into his own bed.
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Rory jumped up after a loud bang awoke her from her sleep. The claps of thunder where frightening and lightning was casting shadows in the corners of the room. Ok, so this room wasn't paradise when it was night and there was thunder and lightning storm going on outside. She looked at the clock on the nightstand; it said 3:34 AM in bright red letters. Now she had to admit to herself that she was getting afraid. She wasn't a hero and being in a strange bed, in a strange room in a strange house, wasn't really something she enjoyed right now. Everything was strange around here, except for one thing.
Tristan.
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Tristan woke up at the sounds of footsteps. He was never such a good sleeper, and the slightest noise could wake him up. By now, he was sitting up in his bed and listening intensely. * There's something walking down the hall. * But that's when he heard the knock on his bedroom door and a soft voice whisper: "Tristan? Are you awake?" * It's Rory * He let out a sigh of relief; he'd rather have Rory walking down the halls in the middle of the night than a creepy burglar.
His bedroom door opened and Rory poked her head inside.
"Can I please come in? The thunder is getting worse and I'm…well…..I don't want to be alone right now."
"Yeah sure." He said. * She's looks really adorable in these oversized sweats and shirt.*
"Come here." And that's all he said.
No witty banter, no teasing, no sexual innuendos. There was just a girl who was scared and a boy who wanted to take care of her.
Rory closed the door behind her, walked to his bed, and crawled in next to him.
Another loud clap of thunder scared Rory and she shifted a little. That's when she felt two strong arms wrap around her. She wanted to protest, but after a few seconds of being in his arms, she didn't want to anymore. She felt calm, safe and………sleepy.
Tristan, meanwhile, was still awake. * Who would have thought that I would be here with Rory in my arms? Nothing has ever felt so right in my whole life. You've got it bad, Dugrey. *
And not once did Tristan think about her body, and all the things that could happen now he had her in his bed. He was already thankful to be able to hold her.
And just before Tristan dozed of too, a last thought crossed his mind.
*Dugrey, you're becoming a softy.*
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So, that's it for now. I hope you all liked it, I'm doing the best I can! Next chapter will be up soon, cause my Christmas holidays are starting the day after tomorrow.
By the way: Please feel sorry for me, because tomorrow I have to do an exam in Latin for school and if I screw that up……lol.
We'll see how it goes. Bye now!
Greetz, Muisje
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