Title: Heaven and Hell: combined in one holiday
Summary: Rory and Tristan are friends. Best friends. Once they decide to take a trip together everything changes.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything...well I own 400 dollar…would that be enough to buy Chad on E-bay?
"Ror honey are you sure you've got everything you need?"
Rory sighed while packing even more stuff into her already crammed suitcase. For the last two hours Lorelai had busied herself with bringing stuff to her room, most of it things she never used. Some things she never even saw before in her life. Right now she was wondering how in the world she was supposed to carry this suitcase downstairs, let alone all the way to the car. She prayed that for once in his life, Tristan would be early.
For as long as she could remember, Tristan and her had been friends. Their friendship hadn't always been easy, but it had survived even the roughest times. Times where they would fight every day over their priorities. Rory couldn't understand how Tristan could waste his life by partying and sleeping with girls, rather than studying and focusing on his future. He was smart enough to achieve anything he wanted, but instead of grabbing the opportunity to become someone that mattered he chose to spend his youth with pranks and alcohol.
The decision to spend their holiday together in Europe had been one made more with their brain than with their heart. Rory wanted to see Paris and Rome, and Tristan had wanted someone to hang out with. Of course he could have gone to Europe with one of his friends, but his parents didn't approve of many of them, and most of his friends didn't care for architecture anyway. So Rory had been the obvious choice. They both tried to hide the insecurities they felt, like whether their friendship would survive this holiday. Mostly they spent their time bickering and arguing, and Rory wasn't sure if she wanted to see Tristan with a different girl every day.
The ringing of the doorbell pierced through her thoughts, reminding her that there was a world outside that needed attention. She shook her head to get rid of the daze she had been in and quickly darted downstairs to open the door.
"Tristan"
Her smile grew bigger as she threw her arms around him in a big hug. He answered her hug with a grin, his soft voice teasing as he spoke.
"Wanted me that much Mare?"
She let go of him, holding his eyes with her own, and threw a flirty smile at him.
"Ofcourse"
She saw his eyes getting bigger and added with a big grin
"I needed someone to carry my luggage"
With that, she threw him another grin and walked back upstairs to face the problem of the ever growing pile of junk in her suitcase. While she had been downstairs her mother had managed to make an even bigger mess of her clothes, so by now her suitcase was barely even visible. That wasn't what shocked her though. On top of the clothes her mother had placed a handful of condoms, with a small note that read:
You better not use these young lady. But just in case you or the Evil Spawn needs them. Take care sweetie. Love, mommy.
She took the condoms in her hand and looked at them for a few minutes. When she heard a faint rustling behind her she tried to hide them but in vain.
"Big plans Mary?"
A deep red covered her cheeks, and she hid her face behind her hair, something that always stirred up a deep emotion inside of him. It was a strong corporal feeling that he wanted to possess her. Needed to have her, hold her and make her scream for him.
"My mom…she thought you might need them"
Tristan grinned and took the packages out of her hand.
"Your mom is so thoughtful...but I already took care of that...I have more than enough condoms to make you scream all night"
She didn't miss the obvious sexual insinuations he made, and deep down inside she felt a strange tingle. She dismissed it as a purely physical reaction, something that came naturally with the attention of an attractive guy. She had to admit that he was indeed attractive, his blonde tousled hair and those bright blue eyes that seemed to sparkle every time he looked at her made him more of an angel than the devil she nicknamed him after.
"I will be screaming all night Tris...cause of the horror of hearing you with another girl"
She tried to make him shut up with her own remarks, but she knew that he would never give up. He would always win.
"I always knew you were jealous"
She sighed and rolled her eyes to show her irritation with him. He just smirked and knew that she didn't mean it. She could never be angry at him when they were bantering like this. Their real fights were much more confusing, because one side of him would be angry and the other wanted to hold her in his arms whenever he saw the tears in her eyes. He hated himself for making her cry, even when at times he was sure that she was the one to blame.
Instead of answering him, she motioned at the suitcase with just a nod of her head. He sighed and closed it before taking it downstairs.
A few hours later, after two or three cups of coffee at Luke's and some more coffee for their trip, they arrived at Hartford Airport. When he glanced at her he saw the tears in her eyes, and his warm hand softly stroked her back in an comforting manner. She looked up at him and smiled thankfully. He knew that she would miss her mom, and most likely she would be calling her every night. He had the intention of taking her on trips and making her feel as happy as possible. He loved to see her smile, the sparkle in her eyes and the intense way she loved things.
Her hand found his and squeezed it tight when they boarded the plane. He squeezed back, offering comfort and strength that right now she lacked. He knew that she hated this the most. Ever since the plans were made he had seen the panicking look in her eyes when she realized that they needed to fly in order to arrive in Europe.
They found their seats and sat down, still holding hands. Her hand was sweaty and her face was pale, except for the bright blue eyes that seemed larger than ever. He stroked her cheek with his thumb, trying to get rid of some of the pressure her body held. She breathed quickly, unable to relax when the moment she had been fearing for months drew nearer with every second. Eventually he just took her in his arms and whispered sweet nothings in her ear until she relaxed against him.
"You're kidding"
The clerk shook his head.
"One room...one kingsize bed miss"
Rory looked beside her and found Tristans eyes.
"Did you know anything about this?"
Tristan shook his head, obviously as much surprised as she was. Then he quickly shrugged.
"I can sleep on the couch if sharing the bed is a problem"
Rory smiled, grateful for his offer, but knowing that she couldn't accept it.
"It's okay Tris...we shared a bed before"
Tristan grinned, a sexy grin.
"But never when your mom wasn't around"
Rory hid her head a little, knowing that he was right. Lorelai wouldn't have liked it if the two spent the night together in one bed, but in the end there was nothing she could do about it. This was the situation. They couldn't search for another hotel, the clerk had told them that everything in Paris was full and that they were lucky to have found one room.
"Okay...we can sleep here tonight and look for something else tomorrow."
"Sounds like a plan to me"
They paid for the room and went upstairs only a few minutes later.
"A minibar!"
"Let me see! Is there chocolate?"
Tristan chuckled.
"Is that all you think about when there's a minibar? Chocolate?"
Rory looked up at him.
"Yeah...why?"
He smiled again, loving the innocence that she held. It was one of the things that had attracted him to her when he had become an adolescent. No matter how angry or upset she was, she always held that air around her, something mystifying and pure. He always wondered whether she would lose that innocence one day or if it would be eternal. He doubted that her losing her virginity would change anything about her. She would always be his innocent angel. His Mary.
"Nothing...are you tired?"
She shook her head and took a bite of her chocolate while making herself comfortable on the floor.
"So...tomorrow we're renting a car and buying a tent? And then what?"
When she looked up at them there was a bit of melt chocolate on her cheek, which he wiped away with his thumb. The simple gesture made her skin tingle and she lowered her eyes to the ground. His soft chuckle made her realize that he had noticed the effect he had on her. She bit her lip, silently cursing herself for being such a fool.
"Patience Ror...we've got the whole night ahead of us"
She couldn't quite distinguish whether he was talking about the plans they made or the reaction she had given to his carress. Therefor she didn't answer his question, but instead took another bite of her chocolate.
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A/N: Okay maybe this wasn't that good, but it was just a start to show how the relationship between Rory and Tristan is right now. Next chapters will be more interesting, I promise!