Being Alone.
What if naked guy outside Rory's room was none other than Tristan?? TRORY
Disclaimer: I do not own the Gilmore Girls show, or the people on it... trust me there would be a lot more Tristan if I did :) I don't own Disney movies (well, maybe on VHS) but I love them so you might find some quotes in this.
Author's Note: OK... I'm pretty sure I've bumped into this idea before... at least once, but I can't remember the actual story, so I'm just gonna say I'm sorry to whoever wrote it if mine happens to be like yours. I would also like to warn you that this is my first fan-fic ever. Enjoy!
Paring: Rory/Tristan
Rory and Paris were studying in one of the yards, both so absorbed by their work they were unaware of anything else. Suddenly Rory got this weird feeling as if someone was staring at her. She was about to lift her gaze to look for "the stalker" when she got a glimpse of men shoes standing behind Paris.
"Do you intend to talk or are you planning on staring at us forever, Tristan?" she asked lifting her gaze as she said his name.
"Tristan?" Paris said and turned around when she noticed the direction Rory was looking at.
"Paris Geller.... Well look at you, you are stunning."
She half blushed. She hated that he could still make her blush. "I have a boyfriend, so don´t even try..."
"But Paris.." He whined
"...and even if I didn´t; I know better." She said on top of Tristan´s mocking attempt of interest and got back to her books.
"Mary, it looks like I´m all yours then." He said sitting beside Rory.
"Sorry, I don´t do second best...."
"Don´t know what you´re talking about, you´ve always been the first."
"The one and only." He added more seriously.
"Oh... right, how could I ever forget? With all of the teasing and tormenting... True love." She replied.
But Tristan´s honesty didn´t go unnoticed by Paris who was still pretending to study. Well, look who is still head-over-heels for Miss Little Town over here. She thought to herself.
"Well, being that you insist on denying my love, I´m gonna go. I told Kell I was gonna be right back anyways." He stood up.
"So there is a significant other." Said Rory teasingly.
"I feel sorry for that poor soul." Added Paris.
"Wha...? No! Kell, is my cousin, she is moving in with her boyfriend and offered me her apartment. I´m moving in next week."
"Oh... ok." Said Rory.
"Relieved?" Asked Tristan.
"Why should I? I´m number one." Replied her laughing.
"Goodbye ladies."
"Bye Tris." They said at the same time.
Once he was out of sight Paris said "He still likes you."
"Hum?" said Rory who had gotten back to her books already.
"I said he still likes you."
"As if." Said Rory, and then she looked up at her "And what do you mean still? He never liked me in the first place."
"Rory, c´mon. You´re gonna tell me that you didn´t realize he liked you in high school?"
"Like I said. All I remember was the teasing and the tormenting... true love." She said and got back to her studying.
"Well, you can say whatever you want, but that won´t change the fact that Tristan likes you, and I happen to think you like him back."
"Sure, Paris."
"Have you completely missed the chemistry between you two?" She asked not believing how blind her friend could be.
"You are delusional Paris, and I need to study, so I´ll see you back at the dorm." She said getting up and walking away.
"This conversation is not over." She yelled after her.
"Bye Paris." Replied Rory.
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Later that day, when she was on her way to her room Rory run into Tristan again.
"We seam to be bumping into each other quite a lot Mary." He greeted.
"What can I say? It´s a small world after all...." She joked.
"So, I was wondering, would you like to get together sometime, grab a cup of coffee.... maybe you can tell me how you ended up here."
"Coffee would be nice. When did you have in mind?"
"How about now?"
"Now..? Yeah, I guess I could spare some minutes now."
They had declared an unspoken truce the day he left Chilton and he was glad to realize it still stood. He tried not to be so unnerving but he didn´t always succeeded, after all, he did like this girl and was completely clueless on how to act sometimes.
Rory, on the other end, had stopped being annoyed when called Mary and didn´t react as badly as before to his out of place comments. They were friends... not best friends, not even close friends, just friends.