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
Tristan had decided to celebrate his birthday only with friends. This ended up being Paris, Jamie and Rory. He had invited Toby and Mat from military school but they couldn´t come and his cousin Kell had a fight with her boyfriend and canceled at the last minute. They were getting together at Tristan´s for dinner and then going out.
Rory was the first to arrive. To say that Tristan´s eyes popped out of his face when he saw her would have been an understatement. Right in front of him was Rory dressed in what seemed to be just a blue men´s shirt, she was ever barefoot, with her hair down. A flash went off and he was blinded for a few seconds. By the time he could see again, his eyes were joined by a floor-level-dropped-open mouth. Rory was unbuttoning her shirt. He thought he had died and gone to heaven.
"Look!" She said as innocently as she could "I´ve rescued the blue shirt that mean redhead kidnapped." And again Flash! This time Rory couldn´t keep her face straight any longer, she bent over with laughter echoed by an other girl, who Tristan thought was Paris.
"Got to give it to you, Gilmore. When Lorelai explained her idea I wasn´t sure you could pull it off." Paris said walking in with Jamie ignoring a still stunned Tristan.
"Well, it was hard, but man that last face was so worth it!" she replied following Paris laughing still. And then she realized that Tristan was still standing at the door, staring at nothing.
"Tris, hey, you OK?" Silence... "You didn´t mind, did you?" Still nothing "I´m sorry, I never thought you´d mind this much. Tris, really, I´m sorry." She said sincerely and gave him a hug he didn´t return. When she pulled away she said to herself "I never should have listened to my mother. I´m gonna go. I´m sorry." And she turned to leave, before she started crying, but he was snapped out of his thoughts just then.
"What?!" He said confused. "Rory, hey, don´t leave. I´m sorry. It was a good joke, very Lorelaish I must say." He said trying to hide his frustration... had that been real, he would have been the happiest man on earth.
"Really?" she asked only half believing him.
"Yeah, and I must concur with Paris. If you had told me about it, I wouldn´t have thought you could pull it off." And he started laughing with Paris.
"Well, I don´t know why... I happen to be a very good actress. I have performed in several Stars Hollow plays." She tried to sound offended but join their laughter eventually.
When they were able to stop it, Rory took off the shirt, revealing the black strapless top and black shorts she was wearing underneath.
"This really is for you, Tris. Happy Birthday!" She said handing it to him and giving him a hug. "I´m gonna go get changed, I´ll be right back."
"Tris, how do you intend to hold on to this one?"
"Well, I plan on not using this shirt unless I´m going out with Rory Gilmore." He said.
"Oh... how romantic." Mocked Paris "The Rory shirt."
"The Rory shirt?" Asked Rory as she walked out of the bathroom.
"I´ll explain later." Said Paris "Let´s eat, people! I´m starving."
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They had a great dinner and at midnight they headed to the party. Two hours later they were walking back, Rory could never stay at a party for long. Paris and Jamie would have but they got into an argument about politics... again; and they said they couldnt hear themselves think in there. They all wanted Tristan to stay and have a great time, but he insisted on coming along. He was walking with Rory trying to stay away from Paris ramble. They were pretty close cause of the slim sidewalk, their elbows slightly brushing. Suddenly he was holding her hand. He couldn´t remember doing it, but she hadn´t pulled away so he didn't do or say anything.
Contrary to his thoughts she had indeed realized and freaked out for a moment... or two. But he didn't seam to mean anything by it. Besides, he had a date with.. .with.... well, with somebody. And it was late, and his birthday and she really didn't wanna make a scene over such an innocent thing.
Friends hold hands, its not a big deal!
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The next day when he was walking her to her dorm he held her hand again without knowing but this time she didn't even noticed. From that day on, their relationship grew more physical. His hand found the way to her waist when they were standing side by side, and it never bothered her. It felt right, natural. They gave in to the comfort they felt toward each other; they became closer. He relied con her, told her things he'd never tell anybody else and she leaned on him, she even told him the true story about Jess break up. Everything was perfect... and perfectly obvious to everyone else that there was something between them. Still she keep on denying it, they were just friends. He wasn't interested in her, he was dating! Besides she liked being alone... it was one less thing to worry about.