a/n : This idea popped into my head when I was watching 'When Harry met Sally'.
Some things you probably would wanna know: It's summer holidayright after first year of college.
Everything so far has happened, except for the Rory-Dean thing.

Enjoy... (hopefully)

Disclaimer. I'm sure everybody knows but I'm gonna say it anyway: I do not own Gilmore Girls, just my fantasies

I'm really sorry it took me so long to update my story, you wouldn't believe how busy I've been (Test weeks, dance competitions, home work, family business and so on). But finally I'm free from school... so you can expect a couple chapters soon. And sorry again.

Love, maybe… - Chapter 6 – The elephant and the donkey.

Love is such a crazy thing.

Sometimes you're trying to deny it in all possible ways, absolutely not giving in.

Other times you're so crazy in love, that the thing you want to do the most is scream your love from the roof tops. Show everybody how much in love you are and how lost you would be without each other.

But sometimes you're absolutely not aware that you are in love with somebody, and you only know you are when somebody makes it clear…

Their dinner had been pretty good, even very luxurious compared to the attempt-to-cook-real-food in the motel. Not too expensive either. The walk back was far less luxurious than the dinner. Rory's feet weren't fully recovered yet and they had to walk the whole way back to the motel.

'Tristaaaan… my feet are hurting.' Rory complained, for the billionth time in 5 minutes.

'Get outta here…' Tristan said fake-surprised '… Why didn't you tell me earlier? Do you think that I'm not tired'

Rory looked at him pretty irritated. 'Ha ha…' she said sarcastically '…why couldn't we just take a cab or something, like I suggested.'

This was Tristan's turn to look irritated 'Because, like I told you before that if you want a cab to come here to this dump, it would cost you a fortune and it would've taken a long time before we could've gotten back to the stupid motel.'

'Yeah, but at least we wouldn't be walking here right now.'

'Fine…' Tristan sighed '… get on my back'

Rory looked confused 'Excuse me, get on your back?'

'Yeah, I'll carry you. I'll do anything to stop you from complaining, because you're driving me crazy.'

'You mean like horseback riding but then I climb on your back?'

Tristan was almost getting annoyed, why did it always took so long to get through to Rory. 'Yeah exactly like that'

'But I don't like horses very much.' Rory said teasingly.

'Stop being so annoying, just let me carry you, or stop complaining.'

Rory smiled 'I like irritating you. I'm so good at it. But if you don't mind carrying me, I sure wouldn't mind.'

Tristan smirked 'No I don't mind. But you know, if you're going to be so close to me, I can't guarantee you that you still won't want me, bad.'

'You stop that or else I'll go walking and I won't stop complaining.'

She didn't need to say more. He stopped smirking and let her know it was 'safe' by doing that.

When they arrived at the motel, Tristan was still carrying Rory.

'You're getting a little heavy, Mare.' Tristan sighed.

Rory laughed though 'Now who's complaining huh'

'Shut up you…' Tristan smiled '… I'm going to need all my energy to carry you elephant up the stairs.'

'Thank you, dearest donkey, that you will carry me up the stairs but I swear if you drop me I'll sit on you. I am an elephant you know'

'Yes I do know. I'll try not to drop you.'

But as he said so, he tripped and fell, face down and but in the air with Rory still attached in a not so comfortable manner.

'You idiot, I said try not to fall and what do you do, you fall.' She untangled herself and sat next Tristan on the stairs who was still lying down.

'I'm sorry' he mumbled with his face down 'I didn't mean to…' he looked at her '… but you're just such an elephant.' Even though it wasn't that funny they both started to laugh hysterically.

'Why did we even do that?' Tristan tried to say while he was laughing. 'It's stupid to try to go up the stairs while you're carrying someone.'

Rory had also trouble speaking, for she couldn't stop laughing 'It was your idea Bible Boy.'

'I know, that's why it is so stupid.'

After they pulled their selves together again, they started attempt number two.

When they finally reached their room it was about half an hour later.

'My feet are killing me…' Rory said while falling on the bed '… and I'm so tired I can't even move anymore.' She tried to sit up but fell back down again. 'I can't reach my shoes anymore.'

Tristan had dumped himself on the couch 'Neither can I. My legs are starting to get numb. I never should've offered carrying you.'

Rory laughed 'Well, that's your own fault. I didn't ask you to carry me up the stairs. If you wouldn't let your ego stand in the way, trying to prove how strong you are and you could carry me up, you wouldn't be so tired.'

'You could've walked up yourself you know.'

'Yeah, I could've done that, but I liked watching you suffer.'

Tristan tried to look shocked 'You cruel, cruel woman. I'll remember that, if you need help again.'

'You'll do that, but you won't be able to resist me anyway.' Rory said in a yawn.

'Yeah. We'll see about that. And by the way, I think it is time for you to go to bed.'

Rory yawned again. 'That would be a very nice idea, but I would rather sleep with my shoes off, and I can't move anymore.'

'Right, I know a hint when I hear one.' Tristan rolled himself off the couch, crawled to the bed and took off Rory's shoes. 'There you go, don't I deserve a kiss or something?' Tristan smirked, but Rory had already fallen asleep. He couldn't resist staring at her for a while, but then he lifted her and put her in her bed properly.

It was 4 am when Tristan's self phone rang. It took a couple minutes to figure out what that annoying sound was, but when he found out it was his phone he went to the bathroom and answered quickly.

'Death to the idiot who woke me.'

'Dugrey don't be so pathetic, it's not that early. If you would be where you should be by now.' The reaction of the person calling could be only from one person.

Tristan smirked 'Hello Paris, always happy to hear you.'

'Don't make fun of me Tristan, where are you.'

'What do you mean where are you, I'm sleeping. Where do you sleep? In a bed Paris. Where do you find a bed? In a motel. So you figure out where I am.'

'Don't act like I'm some fool. Why aren't you driving at night?'

Tristan sighed. 'Because we were tired, and sleeping in the car didn't appeal very much.'

'We? You are with Rory? She accepted you riding with her? I really didn't expect that.' Paris sounded sincerely surprised.

'Yeah, I'm with Rory. And why did you set up this whole riding thing if you didn't expect her to let me come?'

Paris was quiet for a few seconds 'I… uuhm, I did think she would let you come actually. I mean you guys definitely had a thing going on in high school.'

'We had a thing going on. Come on Paris don't be stupid…' He said that, though he knew he was being the stupid one. '…I didn't have a thing for Rory.'

'Yeah right Romeo, it was so obvious, I wouldn't be surprised if you still liked her.'

Tristan felt himself get s little red 'No, no no no no, I don't like her. She is just my road partner, that's it.'

'Sure Tristan, denial isn't going to take you anywhere, open your eyes loser. And by the way, hurry up, if you guys aren't here on time, I swear I'll kill you. I'm going to hang up now. Bye'

Tristan sighed. 'Off course we'll be there on time. And I love you too Paris. Bye.'
He sighed and sat down on the toilet. He didn't knew exactly what Paris just told him, but he knew it had something to do with certain feelings he didn't dare feeling, but did feel at this particular moment. How couldn't he after such a conversation.
But he decided he wasn't ready at all for anything like… like what actually?
So he kept sitting on the toilet until his weird feelings and thoughts were gone, and when he finally left he'd already forgotten everything Paris had said.

a/n: I know there isn't going on a lot, but Rory and Tristan need to bond first before anything can happen. And you already knew it was gonna be a Trory in the very first chapter so I'm not gonna be mysterious if they like each other. It's more about them telling they like each other, than that they have to figure it out first.

I hope you enjoyed... and you will review... please... pretty please with sugar on top.
xxX Hanneke
And Heather - Thanks for the grammar-check