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
Second AN: Yes people, the end is coming... it has already arrived actually. I just wanted to thank Karizma one last time for her help. I thank you all for all of the great reviews I´ve gotten, you´ve made this experience a blast... I might even do it again :) But, for now, just Read and Enjoy!
Dinner was quite awkward. The kids would hardly talk to each other while Lorelai tried her best to make the conversation flow. It sounded more like a Lorelai monologue with eventual ums, ohs, and other random mumblings from them. It was actually kind of funny, Tristan and Rory would steal glances at each other when the other wasn´t looking, completely oblivious to the fact that she was still there watching. She felt sorry for them. Rory had accepted his unspoken invitation to date but they hadn´t actually said it yet, even less discussed it or god forbid kiss! Lorelai ate as fast as she could and excused herself to take care of some issues at the Dragonfly.
"I´ve rented Nine Queens. It´s an Argentine movie, supposed to be really good. Why don´t you watch it first and tell me if it´s worth it?" Said Lorelai while going upstairs.
"I should get back to campus..."
"Nonsense! One must never have a movie night on its own. You´ll stay, watch the movie and then leave if you please." Commanded Lorelai.
"Yes ma´am." He mumbled softly, but Rory heard and giggled.
Tristan setup the movie while Rory took care of the popcorn and drinks. They sat in the couch side by side, not too far, but far enough so they weren´t actually touching. For once Tristan was really thankful for the no talking rule of movie nights, as was Rory. Darkness, food and a completely illegible language kept them both in separate worlds, till one of the main characters started stating the different types of thieves. Goodness that was a really REALLY long list and the guy should learn how to talk slower, they didn´t even have time to read the subtitles. Neither of them could help but laugh. By the time they could focus on the movie again the tension was gone. Tristan placed his arm in Rory´s shoulder, inviting her to snuggle by his side, like she had done so many times before. Rory took that invitation and they stayed that way till the movie was over.
"I really should get going." Said Tristan getting up once the movie was over. He headed toward the door and, without turning, held his hand back for Rory to take. With not a second thought Rory took his hand and got up. They walked a couple of steps but Tristan found he couldnt go on as Rory had stopped, staring at their hands. He was about to ask what was wrong when she spoke.
"This is when I knew, on your birthday. We were walking back from that party and out of the blue you took my hand. I dont think you even noticed yourself, but I did and it really freaked me out. I wanted to believe I wanted to let go, make a scene, run and hide; never talk to you again but I couldnt bring myself to do it. So I told myself that it was nothing and that friends hold hands. The truth is, I didnt want to let go. There was something inside of me yelling to hold on to your hand as if my life depended on it, and as much as I wanted to, I couldnt go against that will. After that day, I held out my hand certain that Id find yours waiting every time I reached out, just like I did today." Tristan had walked up to her and was now standing right in front of her. She looked up to him, into those great blue eyes. "I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm sorry. I'm sorry it took me this long to realize something I´ve known all along."
Tristan brought his free hand up to Rory's face and caressed her cheek, he then placed it on her waist. "Now, I'm going to do something that Ive been dying to do ever since junior year. I'm telling you this so if you dont want it to happen you can pull away. Five seconds from now I'm going to kiss you. Five..." He said coming closer to her. In a rapid moment Rory let go of his hand and placed both her arms around his neck. She then closed the remaining gap between their lips. Tristan was taken aback by her actions at first but he quickly recovered himself and kissed her back. It was a quick kiss, almost like a stolen kiss.
"My countdown said you were already at one." She said when they parted.
"Oh, did it? Well, mine didnt, so I think its only fair that I get a second chance at it." He placed both of his hands on her waist and slowly lowered himself to her face counting... "Five, four, three, two, one..."
He kissed her with all the passion, love and longing he had been trying to hide for the past four years and Rory realized he was indeed the one to kiss it all away. For the time their kiss lasted she forgot everything she had ever known, even her name. Gone were the pain and the hurt from the day before, the uncertainties, the doubts. The only thing that remained was that strong sense of belonging. The feeling she was his and he was hers, so she would never have to be alone again.