**Rory's POV**
It was just a game right?! Please tell me it was a game!!! OK, I'm rambling. You'll never guess what happened. I kissed Tristan! My brother! And it wasn't a nice "hello-brother"-kiss but more of a "let's-get-naked- and-have-dirty-sex"-kiss. Not that it was a really long kiss or something. It was just a little kiss on the lips, but to me it felt like for the first time I've really been kissed. I felt like I was on fire. God... I can't believe this happened!
**regular POV, a couple of hours earlier**
"Tristan! Rory! Glad you could make it!"
Paris Gellar, Rory's best friend in the world, opened the door and gave them both a big hug. She looked at Rory
"girl you look amazing!"
Rory smiled and looked at herself in the mirror. She did look pretty hot. Her skirt was a little bit shorter than normal, and her top hugged all her forms. She felt sexy.
Paris talked to Tristan and told him where the drinks where. After that she went to Rory, all giggly from the alcohol she had consumed. She bent over to her, as if she was sharing a secret.
"we're doing spin the bottle... wanna join?"
Rory took her drink with her and sat down on the floor. She had a boyfriend, but a simple kiss wouldn't hurt anybody... right?
**Tristan's POV**
I saw her sitting there, ready to play spin the bottle. I couldn't restrain myself and sat down opposite to her. For a moment my heart skipped. What if the bottle would point at me? It would mean I had to kiss my sister. But wasn't that what I wanted? Didn't I play just for that chance?
**regular POV**
The bottle spinned and spinned. Rory got a bit dizzy from watching it. Ofcourse, the alcohol she had had didn't improve that situation either. So far she had kissed Paris and Brad. Just a small peck on the mouth. She looked up at her brother, who was spinning the bottle. Her heart was beating fast. There was a chance he would have to kiss her. Would she like it? Would she kiss back? She kept watching the bottle spin, almost dissapointed when it pointed to Louise. Louise giggled as Tristan kissed her, and Rory had to fight her jealousy down.
**Tristans POV**
I knew I was lost the moment the bottle pointed at Rory. I had seen the look on her face when I had to kiss Louise. Anger, maybe a bit jealousy. Or was I just imagining that? Maybe it was just the four beers I had that night, but it almost looked like she wanted to kiss me. Just as desperately as I wanted to kiss her. Some part of me was hoping the bottle would never point at her, cause I knew I couldn't restrain myself if it would. I wanted to kiss her so bad. Not just that kinda kiss that we give our parents before going to bed, but the kind of kiss that would strip all masks off. No more pretence, here I am. So when the bottle pointed at Rory I was lost.
**Rory's POV**
The bottle pointed at me. Oh god. This was a dream, or a nightmare. Right?! This couldn't be happening. For the first time that night I wanted to back out, say that I had a boyfriend and I didn't want to cheat on him. Oh my god. Cheat. With my brother. This isn't happening. I saw him looking at me, sitting on his knees, leaning over to me. And I felt my body starting to lean into him too. I was scared, not just because off the kiss, but because I wanted that kiss. I really did.
~~I'm sorry if my chapters are kinda short, I wrote this story when I was unable to write long chapters...I've written about 14 chapters and once it's all back up I will start writing new material which probably will be longer. And for anybody thinking Paris is totally OOC, you're right. But I liked Paris being all girly and giggly for once. Sue me ;)~~
It was just a game right?! Please tell me it was a game!!! OK, I'm rambling. You'll never guess what happened. I kissed Tristan! My brother! And it wasn't a nice "hello-brother"-kiss but more of a "let's-get-naked- and-have-dirty-sex"-kiss. Not that it was a really long kiss or something. It was just a little kiss on the lips, but to me it felt like for the first time I've really been kissed. I felt like I was on fire. God... I can't believe this happened!
**regular POV, a couple of hours earlier**
"Tristan! Rory! Glad you could make it!"
Paris Gellar, Rory's best friend in the world, opened the door and gave them both a big hug. She looked at Rory
"girl you look amazing!"
Rory smiled and looked at herself in the mirror. She did look pretty hot. Her skirt was a little bit shorter than normal, and her top hugged all her forms. She felt sexy.
Paris talked to Tristan and told him where the drinks where. After that she went to Rory, all giggly from the alcohol she had consumed. She bent over to her, as if she was sharing a secret.
"we're doing spin the bottle... wanna join?"
Rory took her drink with her and sat down on the floor. She had a boyfriend, but a simple kiss wouldn't hurt anybody... right?
**Tristan's POV**
I saw her sitting there, ready to play spin the bottle. I couldn't restrain myself and sat down opposite to her. For a moment my heart skipped. What if the bottle would point at me? It would mean I had to kiss my sister. But wasn't that what I wanted? Didn't I play just for that chance?
**regular POV**
The bottle spinned and spinned. Rory got a bit dizzy from watching it. Ofcourse, the alcohol she had had didn't improve that situation either. So far she had kissed Paris and Brad. Just a small peck on the mouth. She looked up at her brother, who was spinning the bottle. Her heart was beating fast. There was a chance he would have to kiss her. Would she like it? Would she kiss back? She kept watching the bottle spin, almost dissapointed when it pointed to Louise. Louise giggled as Tristan kissed her, and Rory had to fight her jealousy down.
**Tristans POV**
I knew I was lost the moment the bottle pointed at Rory. I had seen the look on her face when I had to kiss Louise. Anger, maybe a bit jealousy. Or was I just imagining that? Maybe it was just the four beers I had that night, but it almost looked like she wanted to kiss me. Just as desperately as I wanted to kiss her. Some part of me was hoping the bottle would never point at her, cause I knew I couldn't restrain myself if it would. I wanted to kiss her so bad. Not just that kinda kiss that we give our parents before going to bed, but the kind of kiss that would strip all masks off. No more pretence, here I am. So when the bottle pointed at Rory I was lost.
**Rory's POV**
The bottle pointed at me. Oh god. This was a dream, or a nightmare. Right?! This couldn't be happening. For the first time that night I wanted to back out, say that I had a boyfriend and I didn't want to cheat on him. Oh my god. Cheat. With my brother. This isn't happening. I saw him looking at me, sitting on his knees, leaning over to me. And I felt my body starting to lean into him too. I was scared, not just because off the kiss, but because I wanted that kiss. I really did.
~~I'm sorry if my chapters are kinda short, I wrote this story when I was unable to write long chapters...I've written about 14 chapters and once it's all back up I will start writing new material which probably will be longer. And for anybody thinking Paris is totally OOC, you're right. But I liked Paris being all girly and giggly for once. Sue me ;)~~