Wow, thanks for all of the great reviews. I'm rather proud of this story... in my opinion I haven't written a better story. You might disagree with me and probably have a different personal favorite by me, but I probably put the most thought, time, and energy into the first chapter of this story... And I appreciate you all for noticing the effort. So thank you again!
Also, so far, most votes have been for Tristan and not Jess... so this so far is going to be a Trory. If I get more votes, I'll write a chapter two for Jess and Rory, but at the end of that chapter, I'd probably choose to make it a Trory. Well, keep up the great reviews...
Oh, and also, for that one person who said Rory was out of character... I don't think she's too out of character. But, the summary did say it was an A/U.
Chapter Two:
Tristan looked at Rory confused when she breathed the one name that Tristan hadn't been able to hear. Shuddering, Tristan glanced over his shoulder and sure enough, there was Tristan's least favorite person, Jess Mariano.
Instantly standing up, Tristan helped Rory to her feet and naturally pulled her in front of him. Instantly wrapping his arms around Rory's waist and resting his chin on her shoulder, Tristan stared Jess down.
"Jess... do you need something? Because as I recall... you're supposed to be in New York." Tristan said venomously, his voice dripping with hate for the boy in front of him.
Jess looked pale from the obvious display of affection he had just witnessed. "I'm only back for a few days... I was hoping I could catch up with Rory." Jess told Tristan, looking him dead in the eye, letting him know he wasn't backing down.
Rory opened her mouth to speak, but once again Tristan had beat her to it.
"Jess... why don't you go back where you belong and leave my girlfriend alone?" Before Tristan could stop himself, the words were out of his mouth. Instantly, he felt Rory tense against him.
Jess' jaw dropped to the floor as he stared wide eyed in shock at Rory and Tristan.
"You two are dating now?" He asked, much disbelief in his voice.
Tristan braced himself for the worse... but was shocked when he heard Rory say, "Yes, Jess... Tristan and I are together now." Instantly relaxing into his body, Tristan couldn't help the smile that came to his face. Bending down, he kissed her neck and whispered in her ear, "I love you. Thank you for giving us a chance..."
Rory smiled and turned her head a little to glance at Tristan and threw him her 1000-watt smile. Then, turning back to Jess, she asked him quietly to leave. "Jess, you're a great guy... but... I love Tristan. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you," She said quietly.
Jess simply nodded his head, glared at Tristan, and made his exit.
Rory turned around in Tristan's arms and smiled up at him. Pulling his ring out from under her sweater, she began to twirl it. "Don't hurt me."
Tristan's face turned serious and his eyes showed only love for the girl in front of him. "Rory... I would never hurt you. And if I do, I'll kill myself. I love you and I'm not going to mess this up. I'm never going to let you go."
As Rory was about to lean up to kiss him, the bell signaling the end of lunch rang through the library as well as the rest of Chilton. Smiling up and Tristan, she grabbed his hand and led him to the door.
"Come on bible boy... you get to do ACTUAL boyfriend duties now... like carry my books, walk me to class, drive me home after school, bring me coffee every morning, go to Friday night dinners..." Rory rambled on.
Pulling Rory's hand back and pulling it behind her so his arms were around her while their hands were still linked, Tristan bent down and whispered lazily into her ear, "Like I don't do all of that anyway?" A hint of laughter evident in his voice.
Rory smiled sheepishly at him, "Yes... but now all of it is a must. Oh... and I would also like your jacket back..." Rory added as an after thought when they stopped at Tristan's locker.
Opening his locker, Tristan pulled out all of the books he needed for the last 2 hours of the day while getting out his letterman. Helping Rory into it, Tristan kissed her cheek and before pulling away, whispered seductively into her ear. "How come you look so much sexier than I do in my own jacket?"
Laughing Rory pulled him into their classroom and sat down in front of him. Leaning forward, Tristan began to run his fingers through her soft, silky hair. Josh Lambert sat down behind Tristan and leaned forward.
"Finally got your wish to be Rory's man, I see?" Josh laughed slapping Tristan's back. "I'm happy for you man." Tristan nodded his thanks to him and turned his attention back to Rory.
By the end of the day, the word had gotten around that Tristan Player DuGrey and Rory Mary Gilmore was officially a couple. There were many upset girls ready to claw Rory's eyes out. Many boys who were upset that now Tristan would never leave Rory's side long enough for them to ask her out. And there was the other half that couldn't be happier that the two of them had finally gotten together.
When the final bell of the day rang, Tristan was patiently waiting at Rory's locker when she finally got there. Looking questioningly at him, Rory tilted her head and glanced at him after she had finally got her locker open.
"How is that you always seem to get to my locker before I do? You're class is farther down the hall than mine... and yet you have time to drop your books off at your locker and still get down here before I do? Is there some secret or do you pay the teacher to get you out of class a few seconds earlier than the rest of us?" Rory asked, closing her locker and turning to face him.
Laughing, Tristan pulled Rory into his arms and led her outside to his 2000 XK8 Jaguar convertible. "Mary, you have the weirdest theories in that pretty little head of yours... I thought you knew that becoming my girlfriend meant you weren't aloud to think..."
"Oh then I demand us to break up! I will not be an airhead," Rory said, smiling over at him.
Opening the glove compartment, Rory took out her cd that she had left in there and put it into the CD player. Settling into the seat, she leaned her head against the headrest and closed her eyes as the lyrics of Let That Be Enough by Switchfoot flowed through the speakers...
I wish I had what I needed
To be on my own
'Cause I feel so defeated
And I'm feeling alone
And it all seems so helpless
And I have no plans
I'm a plane in the sunset
With nowhere to land
And all I see
It could never make me happy
And all my sand castles
Spend their time collapsing
Let me know that You hear me
Let me know Your touch
Let me know that You love me
And let that be enough
It's my birthday tomorrow
No one here could know
I was born this Thursday
22 years ago
And I feel stuck
Watching history repeating
Yeah, who am I?
Just a kid who knows he's needy
Let me know that you hear me
Let me know Your touch
Let me know that You love me
And let that be enough
Let me know that You hear me
Let me know Your touch
Let me know that You love me
And let that be enough
By the time the song was over, Tristan realized that Rory had fallen asleep. It was ironic how no matter what happened, that song had always put Rory to sleep. Tristan could never figure out why that was one of Rory's favorites, either... considering she probably never heard the entire thing. Shaking his head, Tristan listened to the next song and pulled onto the highway, making his way to Stars Hollow.
Four songs later, still about 15 minutes away from Stars Hollow, Rory opened her eyes and turned her head in Tristan's direction. Tristan's eyes were focused on the road as he sped 20 mph over the speed limit. The clouds had hid the sun and she could see tiny drops of water hitting the windshield. Glancing towards the top, she realized for the first time that the top had been put up. Looking back over at Tristan, she found herself staring into his beautiful blue eyes.
"Hey Mary." Tristan said, smiling at her and reaching for her hand with his free one.
Stifling a yawn, Rory smiled at him, "Bible boy."
"Looks like it's going to storm..." Tristan said, staring back at the road, noticing the drops of water become larger.
"Yes, it does. You're going to have to stay at my house with me. My mom's at a convention until Friday morning and you are not leaving me alone if it's going to thunderstorm!" Rory demanded, turning her head to the other side and glancing out her window. The sky was darkening and in the distance she could see a flash of lightening.
"Quite demanding, aren't we now?" Tristan asked teasingly.
Tensing a little, Rory mumbled, "You know I don't like it when it storms."
Squeezing Rory's hand, Tristan's voice became more serious. "You know I'm just playing. Of course I'll stay. I can't risk anything happening to you, can I?"
Rory shook her head as a small smile formed on her face. Turning her head just in time to see the 'Welcome to Stars Hollow' sign, Rory sighed.
By 5 o'clock, it was pitch black outside, the lights kept flickering, and all you could hear besides Tristan and Rory's breathing was the whistling sounds of the gust of winds, the pitter patter of the rain hitting the house, and the sonic booms that seemed to be thunder. The lightening struck every few seconds, lighting up the entire block for a couple moments. Outside, if you looked hard enough, you'd see a lone figure walking around in the rain, staring at the Gilmore house, into the Gilmore window, where two teenagers were laughing and talking.
Once more, the lightening stuck the same time the thunder boomed and the lights flickered out. Rory screamed the minute the lightening went out, sending Tristan into howls of laughter.
Rory could make out Tristan's silhouette once her eyes adjusted to the darkness of the livingroom. "Is something funny, Mr. DuGrey?" Rory asked, not finding it funny.
Gasping for air, Tristan couldn't control the laughter coming from his lips. "No... it's just... you...screamed." Tristan got out after much laughter.
Rory got up from the couch, moving around to look at the large window. She was entranced by the sudden change of weather. Loralei had always told Rory that the best things happened in the snow, but Rory had to disagree. Most of Rory's favorite times happened in the rain. Which was amazingly ironic, considering how Rory hated thunderstorms with a passion.
Tristan came up behind Rory and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, pulling her to him. Resting his chin on her shoulder, he stared out onto the street with her. In a flash of lightening, Tristan saw a sulking form walking down the street; his face set in brooding features.
Tristan felt bad for the boy. Jess Mariano had been only boy who hadn't taken his threats seriously about staying away from Rory. When Jess and Rory got in a wreck in the beginning of junior year, Tristan had been the one to hunt down Jess. He remembered the conversation as if it were yesterday...
"Jess Mariano! I fucking warned you to stay away from Rory!" Tristan DuGrey yelled, approaching Jess at the bus stop in Hartford. Coming at him at amazing speed. Tristan grabbed Jess by his shirt and pushed him into the wall behind him.
"It was an accident Tristan! I didn't mean to hurt her." Jess screamed. "I'd never hurt her intentionally." Jess added quietly.
Releasing the hold on Jess, Tristan growled into his ear. "Stay away from Rory, Mariano. Next time, which there better not be a next time... but if there is, I will kill you."
Tristan snapped out of his thoughts when Rory jumped in his arms as another flash of lightening struck. This time, however, the lightening had stuck amazingly close to the big tree in her front yard.
Rory began to shake a little. Tristan wasn't sure if it was because of the storm or if she was cold, so he began to rub her arms, trying to warm her up and to calm her nerves.
Turning around in Tristan's arms, Rory attempted to smile. "Sorry I'm so jumpy..." She said.
Shrugging, Tristan led her to the couch. "You, jumpy? I didn't even notice." He joked, pulling her down onto his lap.
Tristan swung his feet onto the couch, and pulled Rory off his lap to curl up next to him. Closing his eyes for what seemed like a few moments, they popped open when the thunder and lightening began to strike in sync. Glancing at his clock, he was surprised to realize that he had fallen asleep and that it was going on 10 o'clock.
"Rory..." Tristan said softly, shaking her a little.
"Hmm?" Rory asked, not opening her eyes, her voice hoarse from sleep.
"It's 10 o'clock." Tristan said, "I need to get home..."
Rory's eye flew open and she sat up. The power was still off and the sky had turned a darker black, if it was possible. "Tristan... you can't drive home in this!" Rory said frantically. "You can't leave me here alone... I hate storms!" Rory said, for what seemed like the 20th time that night.
"Okay... okay, I'll stay. I'll just run out of my car to get some sweats to sleep in. I'll be right back." Tristan told her, running quickly out to his car to retrieve the duffel bag he kept in there for football practice.
He came back inside, completely drenched. His clothes hung tightly to him and Rory couldn't help but let her eyes roam over his body. Smirking, Tristan came up to Rory and wrapped his arms around her, soaking her as well. Screeching, Rory smacked him in the chest, laughing.
The minute her hand came into contact with his chest, their blood seemed to boil and their pulse began to race. The shock that went through their vanes ceased their laughing. They stared into one another's eyes, silence surrounding them.
Inching towards one another, Rory slowly whispered, "I'm going to get into my pajamas. We have school in the morning... after you change, just put your uniform into the drier." She said, slowly stepping out of the proximity to him. Flashing him a smile, she stepped into her room and shut the door.
Shaking his head with a small smile on his face, Tristan walked up the steps to the bathroom next to Loralei's room. Quickly changing out of his wet clothes, he put on a pair of sweatpants. Deciding against a shirt, he walked back downstairs, feeling the walls to make sure he wouldn't trip.
When he was on the final step he noticed that things were eerily quiet. Just as he was about to step down Rory came flying around the corner and screamed, "Gotcha!"
Tristan screamed, falling backwards a little. Rory fell over laughing, not able to get the scream of Tristan out of her head. She had begun laughing uncontrollably. Gasping for air, she noticed Tristan coming at her, his face set with a stern expression.
Quickly getting up, Rory jumped into his arms before he had the chance to do anything. Laughing, Tristan looked at her and leaned down to whisper into her ear. "I knew you wanted me..." He commented as he carried her to her room.
Setting her on the bed, Tristan kissed her on the forehead and turned to leave.
"Where are you going?" Rory asked, confusion etched over her features.
"To my designated couch." Tristan said, grinning at her.
Shaking her head, Rory pouted. "Stay? Please..."
Laughing, Tristan came back over to Rory and got under the covers. Rory snuggled against his chest as he wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her against him.
"Good night, Rory." Tristan said softly, "I love you, Mary."
A few minutes later, Rory murmured in her sleep. "Good night bible boy, I love you, too."
Okay... so I've been writing this for the past 2 days on and off... It might be a little all over the place. If it is, I'm sorry! If I get more Jess votes, I'll bring him back into the story or I'll just write another chapter two and post both... one for the trories and one for the lits. Let me know what you think. I'll try to update soon, hopefully in the next two days. Thanks for the reviews!
Also, so far, most votes have been for Tristan and not Jess... so this so far is going to be a Trory. If I get more votes, I'll write a chapter two for Jess and Rory, but at the end of that chapter, I'd probably choose to make it a Trory. Well, keep up the great reviews...
Oh, and also, for that one person who said Rory was out of character... I don't think she's too out of character. But, the summary did say it was an A/U.
Chapter Two:
Tristan looked at Rory confused when she breathed the one name that Tristan hadn't been able to hear. Shuddering, Tristan glanced over his shoulder and sure enough, there was Tristan's least favorite person, Jess Mariano.
Instantly standing up, Tristan helped Rory to her feet and naturally pulled her in front of him. Instantly wrapping his arms around Rory's waist and resting his chin on her shoulder, Tristan stared Jess down.
"Jess... do you need something? Because as I recall... you're supposed to be in New York." Tristan said venomously, his voice dripping with hate for the boy in front of him.
Jess looked pale from the obvious display of affection he had just witnessed. "I'm only back for a few days... I was hoping I could catch up with Rory." Jess told Tristan, looking him dead in the eye, letting him know he wasn't backing down.
Rory opened her mouth to speak, but once again Tristan had beat her to it.
"Jess... why don't you go back where you belong and leave my girlfriend alone?" Before Tristan could stop himself, the words were out of his mouth. Instantly, he felt Rory tense against him.
Jess' jaw dropped to the floor as he stared wide eyed in shock at Rory and Tristan.
"You two are dating now?" He asked, much disbelief in his voice.
Tristan braced himself for the worse... but was shocked when he heard Rory say, "Yes, Jess... Tristan and I are together now." Instantly relaxing into his body, Tristan couldn't help the smile that came to his face. Bending down, he kissed her neck and whispered in her ear, "I love you. Thank you for giving us a chance..."
Rory smiled and turned her head a little to glance at Tristan and threw him her 1000-watt smile. Then, turning back to Jess, she asked him quietly to leave. "Jess, you're a great guy... but... I love Tristan. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you," She said quietly.
Jess simply nodded his head, glared at Tristan, and made his exit.
Rory turned around in Tristan's arms and smiled up at him. Pulling his ring out from under her sweater, she began to twirl it. "Don't hurt me."
Tristan's face turned serious and his eyes showed only love for the girl in front of him. "Rory... I would never hurt you. And if I do, I'll kill myself. I love you and I'm not going to mess this up. I'm never going to let you go."
As Rory was about to lean up to kiss him, the bell signaling the end of lunch rang through the library as well as the rest of Chilton. Smiling up and Tristan, she grabbed his hand and led him to the door.
"Come on bible boy... you get to do ACTUAL boyfriend duties now... like carry my books, walk me to class, drive me home after school, bring me coffee every morning, go to Friday night dinners..." Rory rambled on.
Pulling Rory's hand back and pulling it behind her so his arms were around her while their hands were still linked, Tristan bent down and whispered lazily into her ear, "Like I don't do all of that anyway?" A hint of laughter evident in his voice.
Rory smiled sheepishly at him, "Yes... but now all of it is a must. Oh... and I would also like your jacket back..." Rory added as an after thought when they stopped at Tristan's locker.
Opening his locker, Tristan pulled out all of the books he needed for the last 2 hours of the day while getting out his letterman. Helping Rory into it, Tristan kissed her cheek and before pulling away, whispered seductively into her ear. "How come you look so much sexier than I do in my own jacket?"
Laughing Rory pulled him into their classroom and sat down in front of him. Leaning forward, Tristan began to run his fingers through her soft, silky hair. Josh Lambert sat down behind Tristan and leaned forward.
"Finally got your wish to be Rory's man, I see?" Josh laughed slapping Tristan's back. "I'm happy for you man." Tristan nodded his thanks to him and turned his attention back to Rory.
By the end of the day, the word had gotten around that Tristan Player DuGrey and Rory Mary Gilmore was officially a couple. There were many upset girls ready to claw Rory's eyes out. Many boys who were upset that now Tristan would never leave Rory's side long enough for them to ask her out. And there was the other half that couldn't be happier that the two of them had finally gotten together.
When the final bell of the day rang, Tristan was patiently waiting at Rory's locker when she finally got there. Looking questioningly at him, Rory tilted her head and glanced at him after she had finally got her locker open.
"How is that you always seem to get to my locker before I do? You're class is farther down the hall than mine... and yet you have time to drop your books off at your locker and still get down here before I do? Is there some secret or do you pay the teacher to get you out of class a few seconds earlier than the rest of us?" Rory asked, closing her locker and turning to face him.
Laughing, Tristan pulled Rory into his arms and led her outside to his 2000 XK8 Jaguar convertible. "Mary, you have the weirdest theories in that pretty little head of yours... I thought you knew that becoming my girlfriend meant you weren't aloud to think..."
"Oh then I demand us to break up! I will not be an airhead," Rory said, smiling over at him.
Opening the glove compartment, Rory took out her cd that she had left in there and put it into the CD player. Settling into the seat, she leaned her head against the headrest and closed her eyes as the lyrics of Let That Be Enough by Switchfoot flowed through the speakers...
I wish I had what I needed
To be on my own
'Cause I feel so defeated
And I'm feeling alone
And it all seems so helpless
And I have no plans
I'm a plane in the sunset
With nowhere to land
And all I see
It could never make me happy
And all my sand castles
Spend their time collapsing
Let me know that You hear me
Let me know Your touch
Let me know that You love me
And let that be enough
It's my birthday tomorrow
No one here could know
I was born this Thursday
22 years ago
And I feel stuck
Watching history repeating
Yeah, who am I?
Just a kid who knows he's needy
Let me know that you hear me
Let me know Your touch
Let me know that You love me
And let that be enough
Let me know that You hear me
Let me know Your touch
Let me know that You love me
And let that be enough
By the time the song was over, Tristan realized that Rory had fallen asleep. It was ironic how no matter what happened, that song had always put Rory to sleep. Tristan could never figure out why that was one of Rory's favorites, either... considering she probably never heard the entire thing. Shaking his head, Tristan listened to the next song and pulled onto the highway, making his way to Stars Hollow.
Four songs later, still about 15 minutes away from Stars Hollow, Rory opened her eyes and turned her head in Tristan's direction. Tristan's eyes were focused on the road as he sped 20 mph over the speed limit. The clouds had hid the sun and she could see tiny drops of water hitting the windshield. Glancing towards the top, she realized for the first time that the top had been put up. Looking back over at Tristan, she found herself staring into his beautiful blue eyes.
"Hey Mary." Tristan said, smiling at her and reaching for her hand with his free one.
Stifling a yawn, Rory smiled at him, "Bible boy."
"Looks like it's going to storm..." Tristan said, staring back at the road, noticing the drops of water become larger.
"Yes, it does. You're going to have to stay at my house with me. My mom's at a convention until Friday morning and you are not leaving me alone if it's going to thunderstorm!" Rory demanded, turning her head to the other side and glancing out her window. The sky was darkening and in the distance she could see a flash of lightening.
"Quite demanding, aren't we now?" Tristan asked teasingly.
Tensing a little, Rory mumbled, "You know I don't like it when it storms."
Squeezing Rory's hand, Tristan's voice became more serious. "You know I'm just playing. Of course I'll stay. I can't risk anything happening to you, can I?"
Rory shook her head as a small smile formed on her face. Turning her head just in time to see the 'Welcome to Stars Hollow' sign, Rory sighed.
By 5 o'clock, it was pitch black outside, the lights kept flickering, and all you could hear besides Tristan and Rory's breathing was the whistling sounds of the gust of winds, the pitter patter of the rain hitting the house, and the sonic booms that seemed to be thunder. The lightening struck every few seconds, lighting up the entire block for a couple moments. Outside, if you looked hard enough, you'd see a lone figure walking around in the rain, staring at the Gilmore house, into the Gilmore window, where two teenagers were laughing and talking.
Once more, the lightening stuck the same time the thunder boomed and the lights flickered out. Rory screamed the minute the lightening went out, sending Tristan into howls of laughter.
Rory could make out Tristan's silhouette once her eyes adjusted to the darkness of the livingroom. "Is something funny, Mr. DuGrey?" Rory asked, not finding it funny.
Gasping for air, Tristan couldn't control the laughter coming from his lips. "No... it's just... you...screamed." Tristan got out after much laughter.
Rory got up from the couch, moving around to look at the large window. She was entranced by the sudden change of weather. Loralei had always told Rory that the best things happened in the snow, but Rory had to disagree. Most of Rory's favorite times happened in the rain. Which was amazingly ironic, considering how Rory hated thunderstorms with a passion.
Tristan came up behind Rory and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, pulling her to him. Resting his chin on her shoulder, he stared out onto the street with her. In a flash of lightening, Tristan saw a sulking form walking down the street; his face set in brooding features.
Tristan felt bad for the boy. Jess Mariano had been only boy who hadn't taken his threats seriously about staying away from Rory. When Jess and Rory got in a wreck in the beginning of junior year, Tristan had been the one to hunt down Jess. He remembered the conversation as if it were yesterday...
"Jess Mariano! I fucking warned you to stay away from Rory!" Tristan DuGrey yelled, approaching Jess at the bus stop in Hartford. Coming at him at amazing speed. Tristan grabbed Jess by his shirt and pushed him into the wall behind him.
"It was an accident Tristan! I didn't mean to hurt her." Jess screamed. "I'd never hurt her intentionally." Jess added quietly.
Releasing the hold on Jess, Tristan growled into his ear. "Stay away from Rory, Mariano. Next time, which there better not be a next time... but if there is, I will kill you."
Tristan snapped out of his thoughts when Rory jumped in his arms as another flash of lightening struck. This time, however, the lightening had stuck amazingly close to the big tree in her front yard.
Rory began to shake a little. Tristan wasn't sure if it was because of the storm or if she was cold, so he began to rub her arms, trying to warm her up and to calm her nerves.
Turning around in Tristan's arms, Rory attempted to smile. "Sorry I'm so jumpy..." She said.
Shrugging, Tristan led her to the couch. "You, jumpy? I didn't even notice." He joked, pulling her down onto his lap.
Tristan swung his feet onto the couch, and pulled Rory off his lap to curl up next to him. Closing his eyes for what seemed like a few moments, they popped open when the thunder and lightening began to strike in sync. Glancing at his clock, he was surprised to realize that he had fallen asleep and that it was going on 10 o'clock.
"Rory..." Tristan said softly, shaking her a little.
"Hmm?" Rory asked, not opening her eyes, her voice hoarse from sleep.
"It's 10 o'clock." Tristan said, "I need to get home..."
Rory's eye flew open and she sat up. The power was still off and the sky had turned a darker black, if it was possible. "Tristan... you can't drive home in this!" Rory said frantically. "You can't leave me here alone... I hate storms!" Rory said, for what seemed like the 20th time that night.
"Okay... okay, I'll stay. I'll just run out of my car to get some sweats to sleep in. I'll be right back." Tristan told her, running quickly out to his car to retrieve the duffel bag he kept in there for football practice.
He came back inside, completely drenched. His clothes hung tightly to him and Rory couldn't help but let her eyes roam over his body. Smirking, Tristan came up to Rory and wrapped his arms around her, soaking her as well. Screeching, Rory smacked him in the chest, laughing.
The minute her hand came into contact with his chest, their blood seemed to boil and their pulse began to race. The shock that went through their vanes ceased their laughing. They stared into one another's eyes, silence surrounding them.
Inching towards one another, Rory slowly whispered, "I'm going to get into my pajamas. We have school in the morning... after you change, just put your uniform into the drier." She said, slowly stepping out of the proximity to him. Flashing him a smile, she stepped into her room and shut the door.
Shaking his head with a small smile on his face, Tristan walked up the steps to the bathroom next to Loralei's room. Quickly changing out of his wet clothes, he put on a pair of sweatpants. Deciding against a shirt, he walked back downstairs, feeling the walls to make sure he wouldn't trip.
When he was on the final step he noticed that things were eerily quiet. Just as he was about to step down Rory came flying around the corner and screamed, "Gotcha!"
Tristan screamed, falling backwards a little. Rory fell over laughing, not able to get the scream of Tristan out of her head. She had begun laughing uncontrollably. Gasping for air, she noticed Tristan coming at her, his face set with a stern expression.
Quickly getting up, Rory jumped into his arms before he had the chance to do anything. Laughing, Tristan looked at her and leaned down to whisper into her ear. "I knew you wanted me..." He commented as he carried her to her room.
Setting her on the bed, Tristan kissed her on the forehead and turned to leave.
"Where are you going?" Rory asked, confusion etched over her features.
"To my designated couch." Tristan said, grinning at her.
Shaking her head, Rory pouted. "Stay? Please..."
Laughing, Tristan came back over to Rory and got under the covers. Rory snuggled against his chest as he wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her against him.
"Good night, Rory." Tristan said softly, "I love you, Mary."
A few minutes later, Rory murmured in her sleep. "Good night bible boy, I love you, too."
Okay... so I've been writing this for the past 2 days on and off... It might be a little all over the place. If it is, I'm sorry! If I get more Jess votes, I'll bring him back into the story or I'll just write another chapter two and post both... one for the trories and one for the lits. Let me know what you think. I'll try to update soon, hopefully in the next two days. Thanks for the reviews!