Everything

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Summary: When Rory Hayden comes back to Chilton, she still sees Tristan Dugrey as her brother's annoying friend that won't seem to leave her alone. But when opinions change, friendships can form, and maybe, it could become something more.

Good to know: Rory went to school in England for a year, then comes back to Chilton for her senior year. She hangs out with her old friends. Lorelai and Christopher are married and they live in Hartford. Dean and Jess don't exist; she's not friends with Paris.

Rating: PG13

Chapter 10

"What happened to no chick flicks?" Rory teased, looking at the selection of movies that he had brought over.

"Well I didn't think you'd like action or anything like that." he replied.

"Yea, that, or maybe you're just trying to get in touch with your feminine side."

"I don't have a feminine side."

"Everyone has a feminine side."

"Not me."

"Oh yea, that just explains why you got Legally Blonde, Pretty Woman, The Wedding Planner-"

"I already told you, I thought you'd like those better than some action packed movie."

"Whatever."

He glared at her playfully before they settled on the couch, just before the movie started, Rory let out a small giggle, "Whoever would've that Tristan Dugrey would have had a feminine side."

"Okay, now I regret bring these movies." Tristan said as the credits for Legally Blonde rolled down the screen.

"Hey, that was a good movie. I love Bruiser." Rory said, getting up to put the next movie in.

"He was kinda cute with those little outfits." Tristan admitted.

Rory's head whipped around to find a horror stricken Tristan. She smiled widely.

"Am I ever going to be able to live that one down?" he asked hopefully, although he already knew the answer.

Her smiled broadened even more and she got a mischievous glint in her eyes, "Not a chance." She said as the movie started and she resumed her previous position next to Tristan.

"Not even a little?" he asked.

She lifted her head from his chest to look at him, she was about to give a teasing comment, but was caught off guard by the look in his eyes. She didn't quite know what it was; it wasn't something she had seen before. He smile faltered slightly.

"Nope."

The lightness of the mood had suddenly become more serious.

"Bummer."

Maybe it was because of the way he was looking at her, but she was drawn to him. Their faces slowly started inching towards each other.

"Yea."

Closer.

"It's a shame, really." she said.

"Uh huh."

Closer.

"What about my other chances?" he asked softly.

Closer.

"What other chances?"

Their lips were just millimeters apart and Rory licked her lips subconsciously.

"These chances." he whispered; and with a swift movement he closed the remaining gap between them with a kiss.

It wasn't passionate, but soft and gentle; as if it were something fragile they were afraid to break.

They slowly pulled away, and she leaned her forward against his.

"I'd say they're pretty good." she whispered.

Tristan and Rory were on the front porch later that night, much later.

"So, ahhhhh, I'll see you tomorrow?" he asked.

She nodded, "Yea."

"Great."

She smiled, almost shyly, at him.

Tristan moved forwards and cupped her face with his hands, he moved his head down to kiss her and she met him halfway with a sweet kiss.

"Good night, Rory."

"Night, Tristan."

Rory watched him go down the stairs and get in his car. She turned around when she saw him drive away, and entered the house.

She leaned against the closed front door and let out a dreamy sigh.

She had just kissed Tristan Dugrey, several times she might add. If it weren't for the way he had made her forget all logical thought, she would probably be freaking out right about now. But since she couldn't exactly think straight, it would just have to wait until tomorrow.

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Tristan was whistling as he entered his house. He had just kissed Rory Hayden. She had even told him his chances were pretty good. She may not have completely understood what he meant by chances, but she still said it. He just hoped she wouldn't change her mind.

Rory looked at her alarm clock. 5:30AM. She would have to get up in half an hour. Half an hour. Plenty of time to think about Tristan, right? Right. She gave herself a quick recap of the previous night's events.

He had come over with some movies. She teased him. He asked her about his chances. He kissed her. They shared some more sweet kisses. And some... not so sweet kisses: kisses that made her feel like she was on fire. Then after a while he said he should get going and he kissed her good night before leaving.

It was nice. Really nice. Except, where did this leave them?

Then she made a single mistake. A single, but big mistake. She let her brain talk. She let herself think.

Omigod, I kissed Tristan Dugrey.

Okay, no. This was bad. Really bad. She didn't kiss guys like Tristan. Tristan didn't kiss girls like her. Except for the fact that... they did kiss, but that was so not the point. Okay, maybe it was, but-

She groaned in frustration. This was not how things were suppose to be. They were suppose to be friends. They were friends. But friends didn't go around kissing each other like that. They were still friends though... or not. He was a good guy. Really. But he wasn't exactly the relationship kind of person. She wasn't about to be another one of his flings.

And she wouldn't be.

She would talk to him at school today and tell him that they should forget about everything that happened last night and just be friends.

After a moment, she snorted out loud. How pathetic was that? It would be nothing less than impossible to forget about what had happened.

What exactly did he mean by chances anyway? Did he mean like chances that they would get to kiss... or go out, as in dating... or- she really didn't know what they hell he meant.

Did she even want to date him? He was a really great guy, that had already been established, but were they better off as just friends? She knew he had changed since she had left a year ago. But how much? Was he still the heart breaker? She didn't want to get hurt. Then again, was it worth the risk?

Rory sighed. She was going around in circles. And until she actually talked to him, she wasn't going to get anywhere.

School was going to be interesting.

"What happened?!" Amber squealed.

"I don't know, what did happen?" Tristan asked.

"You haven't been able to stop smiling this morning. I know something happened last night. Danny said you left pretty late."

"Well maybe we just watched a lotta movies."

She snorted, "Yea right."

He just continued to grin goofily and gave his eyebrows a quick raise.

"Oh come-" Amber was cut off when Tristan saw Rory rushing up to his locker.

"Hey." Tristan smiled.

"Hi. We need to talk." she said quickly. She slammed his locker door shut and dragged him into an empty classroom.

Amber, Kelly, Chelsea, and April stared at the closed door.

"Something definitely happened." Chelsea confirmed.

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"Sooooo..." Tristan said after a few moments of silence.

"What did you mean by your chances?" she asked.

"Huh?"

"You asked me 'what about my other chances', what did you mean by that?"

"Well I thought I made that pretty obvious."

"Apparently not obvious enough."

"Okay then..." he pondered about how he should tell her.

"Well..."

"Ror, I really, really like you." he began, taking a step towards her.

"Uh huh."

"And,"

He continued walking towards her.

"And..."

He took a deep breath, "And I wanna know if you would ever give a guy like me a chance to be with you."

He now had her backed up against the wall. The familiar feeling she felt whenever they were in close proximity of each other building up inside of her.

"Oh."

Then she was silent.

"Ror,"

"I- I'm not going to be another one of your conquests Tristan." she said, looking up into his eyes.

He let out a light chuckle.

"It's not funny, Tristan."

"Rory, you're the sister of Danny Hayden, best friends with Mike, Josh, and Charlie, not to mention four girls that would seriously claw my eyes out if I ever dreamed of anything like that. And, you are the most remarkable person I have ever met, there's not a single chance in this world that you would make you be just another girl to me."

Rory smiled lightly.

"So I'm hoping my chances are still pretty good." he said.

She nodded, "Yea, they're still pretty good."

His goofy grin had found his way back on his face and he leaned down and he leaned down to claim her lips with his. The kiss that was meant to be short and sweet soon turned into a full on make-out session before they were interrupted by the bell.

The whole lunch table watched Tristan and Rory as they kept sneaking glances and smiling at each other. He leaned over and whispered something in her ear that made her giggle.

"Okay, what is going on here?" April finally asked.

"What do you mean what's going on?" Rory asked innocently.

April turned to Josh, "Care to demonstrate?" she asked him.

"Gladly." he replied.

The two, who were never really the best drama students, ended up doing (or more like attempted to do) a terrible imitation of Tristan and Rory flirting.

When they finished, everyone was looking at them with amused frowns.

"Okay, that was terrible." Mike said.

"So not the point." April said.

They all turned and gave an expectant look to Tristan and Rory, who just shrugged in unison and focused their attention back on their food.

"Oh you are mean."

Rory and Tristan held back a smile. They weren't quite ready to give into their friends yet. Maybe they would just keep them on the edge of their seats for a little while longer...

Amber opened the front door of her house to reveal Danny, Mike, Josh, and Charlie.

"Where's Tristan?" she asked, holding the door open wider to let them in.

"He and Rory and coming together later." Danny replied as they walked into the living room.

"Something's going on between them."

"No duh."

"Mmm hmm..." Amber said, her eyes darting around the room.

The four guys looked at her oddly.

"Is something wrong?" Mike asked.

She just looked at them.

"Amber," Josh said.

"Well ummmm, there may be a small problem...we-we ummmm..."

"Just spit it out." Charlie said.

"We just got some new neighbors."

They gave her a look that said, 'So?'.

"And there's this guy... his name starts with an 'N' and ends with a 'K', his last name starts with an 'M'... has three syllables..."

Their faces instantly turned cold.

"Exactly," Amber stated, "He has to go."

"Yea," Danny said bitterly, "And how do you suppose we that."

Amber shrugged, "Don't ask me, you guys are the masters. Just set him up or something, otherwise, he's gunna go back to Chilton, not to mention be my next-door neighbor and totally screw Rory over."

The guys looked at each other for a moment.

"He'll be gone by the end of the week."