The next two months seemed to be a blur to Rory Gilmore. Time passed quickly as if she were part of a routine that happened. Monday through Thursday she's do the school thing, come home and hang out with Tristan. Friday she'd go home for dinner with her grandparent's- sometimes Tristan even came along. Saturday's her and Tristan would spend out most likely ending up in bed with each other- not so innocently! Then Sunday they'd wake up with each other and sleep the day away. Life was great- especially since Rory hadn't seen Logan in about a month.

This particular day, however, was the morning of a Friday and wouldn't follow suit with the routine they'd been following. Rory woke up at Tristan's apartment with a huge head ache and a great pain in her head. She felt the smooth sheets on top of her naked form loosely lying. She also lay next to her devilishly handsome boyfriend, with golden hair that looked perfect when messy and bright blue eyes that you could dream away into. Rory smiled at the sight of his sprawled figure and remembered they went out for a drink the night before to break the routine they'd been in. One thing led to another and she stayed over after having too much fun with Tristan. (Ahem!)

Slowly she sat up pulling the sheet to her neck modestly- she still wasn't comfortable being naked in front of men- let alone her boyfriend. She put on some loose clothing she'd left at Tristan's and went into the kitchen for coffee. As soon as she put the coffee on, Tristan wandered into the kitchen, scantily clad in his boxers and his eyes barely open.

"Hi," he said to her as he sat down on a stool and put his head down.

"What's up sleepy head?"

"Tired, need coffee!" he called and threw his head back into his folded arms on the counter.

"It's almost noon, how are you still tired?" she asked leaning over the counter herself and inching closer to him.

"I think we had a lot to drink last night, plus what we did was tiring!" he threw her a sly smile which made her blush slightly.

"Spontaneity always seems to end up with us getting drunk and having sex," she commented.

"Yes, oh how terrible that is," Tristan said sarcastically as he himself inched closer to her. She smiled and began to back away, his body leaning further and further towards her until she was too far away. Then she leaned forward and gave him a soft peck on the lips. "Tease!" he called to her as she answered the beeping coffee maker.

"Am not! So, you're coming to dinner tonight right?" Rory asked handing him a mug of coffee.

"Do I have to?" he whined mocking a five year old.

"No, but I want you to! It'll be good tonight- mom's bringing Luke along and Lane is joining us for once with Zack. Come to think of it, it sounds more like a dinner party and I definitely don't want to be the called the dateless chick that everyone gossips about afterwards,"

"Yes, everyone being your family and friends," he smiled at her as he took a big gulp of his coffee.

"Yes, they tend to gossip mister!" she smiled back and took a sip of her own coffee, lingering over the warm steam.

"You are such a weirdo," he commented as he noticed her taking in the aroma of the coffee.

"That's what you love about me though," she smiled and walked out of the kitchen to the living room, comfortably setting herself on the soft leather sofa. Following suit, Tristan sat down beside Rory and pulled her into his arms. She rested her head onto his bare chest and their heart beats began to pound together.

"Why can't you wake up here every morning?" Tristan asked playing with Rory's freehand.

"Because my mom wouldn't let me move in with you…" she trailed off and went deep into her thoughts. Was that really a valid reason- her mom seemed to like Tristan from Friday night dinners past- she even told Rory to keep a good, firm grip on him…

Flashback

Lorelei and Rory sat in the parlor quietly- which was unusual for the two of them. Tristan was having a discussion with Tristan over his family and military school while Emily was off yelling at the staff.

"So," Rory began to break the awkward silence.

"So…"

"Yeah…" Rory took a sip of her coke and then began to tap her foot.

"So Tristan's a looker, isn't he…" Lorelei said causing Rory to blush.

"Indeed he is," she smiled back and took another sip of her drink.

"You should keep your grip on him, so many girls are likely to be after him and what's to stop him from going?" Lorelei said honestly.

"Well I'd be stopping him if he tried… and he wouldn't because he loves me…" she said assuring herself as well as her mother.

"I hope you're right," she took a sip of her martini and in stormed Emily with a disapproving growl.

End of Flashback

"Rory, let's bring it up to your mom together… tonight… you want to don't you?" he asked cautiously.

"Of course I want to live with you…but what if something were to happen and you didn't want to be with me anymore or something…" she began to fiddle with the blanket next to her.

"Rory, nothing will ever keep me from you- I love you and I don't want to be with any other girls. Just consider my offer, okay?" he asked and she gave him a kiss in response.

-&-

Paris sat in her apartment with Lewis next to her. They had just met a barrier again- no condoms and Rory wasn't answering her phone. They didn't want to touch each other because one kiss and they would immediately be swept up and head for the bedroom. That's what had started their relationship in the first place. So when they were left to watch TV, they sat on opposite ends of the couch barely even making reference to one another. Then Lewis crossed the barrier, he shifted over to Paris and threw his arms around her.

"Paris, let's just make out or something- we can handle it," he cooed in her ear as he kissed down her neck. She gave in and began to kiss him passionately, pawing at his clothes after only a few brief minutes of kissing. It was Paris that couldn't keep her hands to herself and had thrown him onto the couch ready to rip ever piece of cloth off of him. Undoubtedly, they eventually made their way to her bedroom, going further than anticipated.

A/n: I'll leave it here for now, more to come soon!