A/N: First of all… Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter. 22 people reviewed (shocked) that's so many… none of the chapters before got me that many reviews. So thanks again.

Second… this chapter is a little shorter than usual. But I'm a little busy, but I wanted to update anyway and say thanks I guess for the reviews.

Now let's get it going

Love, maybe… - Chapter 10 – Don't open up your eyes.

It was still early, and quiet outside. The only sounds were those of the birds and their songs. The faint light of the rising sun fell through the curtains and left a small bar of light on the floor and on the face of a man.

The light made him wake up a little. Something warm and comfortable was close to him and he pulled it closer, not wanting to wake up yet. And as the thing grabbed his hand, he woke up a little more, how strange… this thing moves. Slowly he woke up completely and realised it was not a thing he was holding so close but a person. And he was pretty sure who he was holding. But he didn't dare open his eyes, scared to find out he was wrong and it wasn't her.

Realising he had to open his eyes at some point, he opened them and looked at a lot of silky brown hair that smelled like peaches. It was her, luckily. But quickly a new thought came to mind. They weren't involved, they're not boyfriend and girlfriend, just friends, and is it normal for friends to sleep like this?

Suddenly she stirred and turned around so they faced each other. She kept sleeping and he became more nervous. It felt really great having her so close, on the other hand, this wasn't supposed to happen. 'Damn, Dugrey who are you to be nervous about a girl or to think that she's too close.' he thought by himself.

He thought this might be the first and last time they'd be so close, because why would Rory ever allow him to hold her again, except perhaps in a friendly hug. So he just kept holding her, holding on to the moment, if only until she woke up and realised what was going on.

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Rory was fast asleep, but something very far away was starting to wake her up. The rising sun was shining on her face through the slightly opened curtains. The light made her stir and turn around. There she met something warm and solid, something comfortable, something that was holding her and keeping her safe. So she snuggled into it even closer and went back to the land of her dreams.

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A sudden noise in the room next to them made Tristan completely wake up. The sun was already standing high in the sky. He must have fallen back to sleep.

It was almost 11 am, and they still had a few hours of driving ahead of them; they should probably get going soon.

But Rory still had trouble waking up, so Tristan started whispering in her ear trying to wake her up without starling her.

'Rory, wake up, it's late. We need to get going soon.'

'No, don't want to, want sleep.' She mumbled under her breath.

'Come on you need to wake up, we need to eat something before we go. And we do need to go soon, or Paris will kill us both.'

Still not awake she whispered 'You go, not hungry.'

'I don't believe you're not hungry, that isn't possible.'

'Sleep good, food bad.'

'Alright then, if you're sure, I'm going to need my arm. So you'd still have to get up.'

'What do you mean your arm back? I don't have your arm.'

Tristan had to smile, it was fun seeing her like this, all sleepy and totally out of it. 'Yes you do.'

No reaction…

'Well then I'll try to get it back myself' He started trying to remove his arm from underneath her, but it wasn't very easy.

The tugging underneath her started to annoy her. She couldn't quite figure out what it could be, so she decided to wake up and find out. Finally she opened her eyes and looked directly into Tristan's. She never realised how beautiful his eyes were, mesmerizing.

Tristan was also stunned by the sight in front of him. Her eyes were the most beautiful he'd ever seen. And what he saw in them made him tingle. She was looking at him as if he was her everything.

In that short moment it all was clear and simple to both of them, but once your head starts to interfere in your heart all that can be over very soon.

Rory's mind was suddenly working on full force. What was happening here, this wasn't supposed to happen. They weren't a couple, and yet here they were, coupling. Well, not coupling coupling, but…

She quickly jumped of the bed, all awake now. 'Oh my god…' she said panicky '… we were. You… I… You and me. Together.' She gasped

In his mind he was almost dying. He had to laugh so hard, but that wasn't wise now, so he had to keep it in. It was fun seeing Rory lose it.

'How would I know, I was sleeping.' He replied trying to keep a straight face.

'Yeah sure…' she mocked '…I was sleeping. So it's not my fault. So you couldn't have been sleeping…' she paused a second and than proclaimed like a little kid '… It's your fault.'

'Whoa, now wait a minute, how is this my fault. I said I was asleep, why would I say that if I wasn't. And besides, how can I be sure you were asleep when you say you were asleep.'

She didn't quite know how to respond. She opened her mouth to say something but then closed it again.

'Besides…' Tristan carefully said '… why does it have to be such a big problem. I'm actually surprised it hasn't happened before.'

Rory looked surprised 'What do you mean.'

'It's only human nature to seek warmth when you're vulnerable. If you're asleep only your basic instincts work or something. So if you're cold you look for warmth, and if there happens to be an other person in that bed which can provide warmth…' he paused and looked at Rory, who calmed down a little and now sat back down on the bed '…you do the math.'

'Right…' she said pensive '… so it's not so bad at all.' It wasn't bad at all actually she thought. It actually was kind of nice waking up so close next to him.

'Exactly, it's nothing to be worried about' he said a little offended. He was disappointed that she acted as if it were a crime, waking up next to him and holding him. As if she didn't notice their moment.

She did notice his tone, and thought to hear for a split second that he had loved their moment as much as she had.

However, her thought was interrupted by Tristan's voice. 'We really need to hurry up now, if we want to be in LA tonight.'

'Yeah, I know…' she sighed '…It'll be nice to see Paris again.' She tried to really mean that, but she found a little place inside her that wished she could have some extra time alone with Tristan.

'Yep. That'll be nice.' He said with the same thoughts as Rory. Something inside of him didn't want to end things with Rory. Not that things would end, they would stay in touch. But it just wouldn't be the same.

He slowly got of the bed and walked to the bathroom 'Is it OK if I shower first?'

A little absent-minded she replied 'Yeah sure'

He was already near the bathroom door when Rory quietly mumbled his name.

He turned around and looked her straight in her eyes.

'We are still friends, right?' She shyly asked.

He quickly walked over to her and hugged her. 'Of course we're still friends.'

She returned his hug and couldn't stop smiling

'Good.' she whispered in his ear.

A/N: The last time I got a lot more reviews than I hoped for. No disappointment at all :P… So I know that you won't disappoint me this time either… so you can give me 80 reviews minimal right (more is always better though)

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PS. Thanks to Heather… my great beta :P