A/N I apologize for the lateness of this chapter and yes finally some Trory cjg6 action sorry it took so long but without further a due...
It was Friday afternoon and the hordes of students that normally spewed forth from this hallway were long gone. Off to there much anticipated weekend plans. The hallway was silent except for the squeak of tennis shoes on newly polished floor and a murmured conversation between Rory and I. We strode remissly towards my car. The high archways looked ominous and had a forced elegance. The sunlight streaming in through the windows played against the immaculate tile floor warm and illuminating. Promised in no uncertain terms that Spring would arrive soon. The smell of floor wax and antiseptic was overpowering. I kicked my bag slowly in front of us as I listened to Rory chatter on.
It had been a few weeks since her and Dean had split. I was biding my time til I was sure she was over him. I didn't want to be the rebound guy. I couldn't be. I needed to mean more to her then that. I stole a sideways glance at her, she looked tired and disheveled, the break up had taken it's tole on her. Her iridescent intoxicating cobalt blue eyes still radiated with that cherished innocence that I found so tempting. Her hair was messy and flowed freely down her back. Clothes rumpled. She had never looked more beautiful. There had always been something different about her, since the first day I met here she had always just stood apart from the gaggle of other beautiful but shallow singled minded girls.
She had an honesty that was both endearing and alluring. Rory had been the only one I had ever know who had the guts to stand up to the big bad Dugrey. In the face of moral bankruptcy she had kept that innocence and that honesty. She never wavered in her ability to resist all the temptations of high society life that so many succumbed too.
Slowly and laboriously she cut away my facade and forced me to grow up. I was no longer Tristan the player, the big man on campus. I no longer had the urge to even play that part. It wasn't me. And for awhile I had been wondering if it ever really had been. After such a painful revelation I realized the only thing I had left to do was get the girl. I had no more excuses for which to hide behind. Their was no more Dean. No more high society pageantry. Just me and her.
"Geez Tris at least attempt to make it look like your listening." she said mockingly. Her Smile was genuine and full of mirth. It made my stomach flip and my heart swell. Breathe I told myself one step at a time.
I stuck my tongue out at her. Feeling very mature. "Grow up Dugrey!" she retorted.
"Grow up? Grow up? I'll show you grown up." I countered joyously. And with that I ran up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist picked her up and began to tickle her. Her laughter was delicate and angelic. It rang through the halls and echoed throughout the building. We started to move towards the lockers on our left and finally we could go no more.
We fell against the lockers in a heap of limbs and laughter. She was resting back facing the lockers head thrown back a contented and relaxed expression graced her angelic features. I looked that her then and my pulse raced a feeling I was becoming all to accustomed too. Now or never I thought. I was so scared and I locked my knees to stop their incessant wobbling. We locked eyes then and I couldn't breath. It was only her, she was the only one he knew who could evoke emotions like this within me. Because the big bad Durgrey was always supposed to be in control when a girl was concerned. But I wasn't I was so far over my head in love with Rory Gilmore. It was suffocating, worrisome, and wonderful.
I smiled my most charming cockiest grin I could muster. And she granted me a look that was filled with silent laughter. My arm was placed on the lockers to the side of her head are eyes still locked. My whole world revolving around those entrancing eyes. I sighed and began to move my head slowly towards her. I was trying my damnedest to move slow. So afraid and rejection or scaring her off. But to my surprise as my lips met hers she didn't pull away.
She was hesitant and I could taste the surprise she felt. But slowly she began to kiss back. Our lips locked. My heart was in my throat as my mind reeled. Her long lithe arm snaked around my neck and sent tingling sensations throughout my body as her fingers grazed my neck. And my groin began to twist. My other hand reached for hers. Her hand clasped my feverishly. And we stood their holding hands lips locked. I was trying to convey without words all the feeling that I had kept hidden they were so well concealed at that point that even I was shocked by the power they contained.
When we finally broke apart our breathing staggered like we'd just run for miles. I averted my gaze afraid of what I might do if I looked into those eyes. My self control was finely honed but I doubted if it could last one more kiss like that.
"Tris look at me." Rory said softly. When I still wouldn't look up she placed her hands on either side of my face and pulled it up gently. Her warm blue eyes met mine and I could see all the pent up longing all I had felt reflecting in her own. Her smile was genial and she looked so gorgeous standing there holding my head it was almost painful. We booth leaded in for another kiss...Willing away all the pain all the frustration the kiss left nothing but our bear raw emotion. And I was excited for the bright promise of a relationship began to form.
A/N
alright this is the deciding chapter do I go on? Dose it need another chapter or dose this close it. You decided I'm dying to know what you think. PLEASE REVIEW. I'll cry do you want that on your conscious? Huh Do Ya!