This one's ashortie it just contain's Tristan's POV I promise that you will like how this turns out i PROMISE happy endings!!!
Chapter Five.
Tristan glanced over and saw that Stephanie had fallen asleep in his arms. He picked her up and kissed her forehead lightly as he tucked her into bed. He had been happy to watch her for the night so Gwen could have a girl's night , he loved that little girl as if she were his and he loved her mother more than anything. Or so he had thought. As he tucked Stephanie in his mind wandered to Earlier that evening. And seeing Rory again, she hadn't changed really in the past few years. Still the same thick dark hair and the serious Big blue eyes that would light up with a sense of humor. She was the girl who had helped him get over the loss of Gwen so long ago and the only one he had said goodbye too before his dad shipped him off to North Carolina.
He settled himself at his desk and flicked the computer on. He double clicked on the journal icon and began to write. He was in a contemplative mood and felt the need to write it out...
I first fell in love with Gwen at fourteen. Man I was young. I was heartbroken when she moved away. When we met up in North Carolina it was like Fate wanted us to meet again. Steve stole he heart though. He was my best friend and my partner in crime and I realized that at fourteen it isn't love but at sixteen it can be friendship. She fell for him hard. When she found out she was pregnant though he flipped. I encouraged him to be a Father and tried to be a good friend to her. She wanted to still try Yale so I encouraged her too and I encouraged him to spend his free time with her and his daughter. I thought his feelings would change once his daughter was born but if anything it made things worse. He just couldn't deal and Sometime I wonder if my trying to encourage him to stay made things even worse. They were a couple who never should have been together. I see that now but at the time I wanted my best friend the guy I looked up to. To do the right thing. But he didn't he left. Our friendship vanished when he left Gwen to try and muddle through life with his Kid. I stepped into to be there for her. I helped in any way I could. I felt responsible for things ending so badly between them so I tried to be the father I wish he would have been. I would watch Steph for her and I'd be her shoulder to cry on. When the opportunity to go abroad came along I encouraged Gwen to leave the bad memories behind for awhile and to embark on new experiences. As the year apart progressed we learned more about each other from letters. I began to confess to her all my hopes and dreams and fears. And eventually I thought about rekindling our old High school romance. There will never be another girl like Gwen.
I decided to visit them over the summer and we saw all the sights of France in a romantic few months. I got to know Steph as well as s Gwen and I fell hard for that little girl the first time she called me "My twis".
I picked our last night to propose and made it as romantic as possible. The nanny watched Steph, we had dinner and danced and on a moonlit stroll I asked the question and she accepted.
Now it's back to reality, back to the states and back to Yale. The wedding is set for June, I'll graduate a year early and enter my fathers business my life is all set for me. In less than a year I'll have a beautiful caring wife who honestly is my best friend and I'll have a beautiful Daughter who I already love with All my heart even though we'll only share a last name. I'm beginning to wonder though as the weeks wear on, is this what I really want in life? I care so much for them but a certain Girl with expressive blue eyes has entered the picture and if my head can be turned that can't be good. So here's the question if it wasn't for Stephanie would I have proposed so soon??