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 own...well let's see...nothing. And that includes the money in my wallet.

A/N: Sorry for the long wait. Again. My wrist still hurts plus I've been busy moving in with my boyfriend. My apologies.

A/N: I've decided to finish this story, so this will be the last chapter. If it seems rushed, I am sorry, but I'm not really interested in this story anymore. I did not want to leave it unfinished though, so here is the final chapter.

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"Rory!"

Rory couldn't believe that he was crying out her name. This had to be a dream. Had he read the letter? Did he forgive her? No...he couldn't. What she had done to him was too evil. It didn't matter that he had done those things to other girls. It didn't matter that in a way he deserved to be treated like that. Not by her. No. She wasn't like that and their friendship wasn't like that. They were better.

Slowing down – she did not want to come to a halt too soon for fear that it really was just a hallucination – she pretended to be looking at some flyer when he caught up with her.

"Rory...did you mean it? That you want me? Do you really like me?"

She bit her lip, something that she had recently taken a liking to. When she turned around, her eyes were cast towards the ground. She did not dare to face him. Would he yell at her that all was lost now? Would he laugh at her? No. He wasn't like that. When would she learn to accept the fact that he wasn't like that?

His hand somehow ended up stroking her cheek and his thumb lifted up her head. He forced her to look at him, though gently as a summerbreeze. She held her breath when their eyes met. There was no anger in them. No fear. Just...

She couldn't quite put her finger on it. He seemed different somehow. Laid-back. Relaxed. He seemed happy. Did she change all that with just her letter?

"Answer me Rory..."

He demanded harshly, but his eyes were soft and tender was his touch.

"Yes"

She choked out and her eyes tried to avoid his once more.

"Yes I did. I'm not lying Tristan. Not this time. I cared for you and I know I screwed up and why are you making me go through this again? It hurts so much already...it hurts that I lost you and that I know it's all my fault. I was so scared of losing you and now I've gone and pushed you away and I'm so sorry and I love you..."

Her last three words hung in the air long after she had shut her mouth in horror. The atmosphere changed. Tristan took a step closer to her. She couldn't think anymore, she just watched him nearing her, she tried to focus on his shirt because if she didn't focus on something she would start thinking about what she had just said. She loved him. It was true, but she didn't want to say it. Not like this. She didn't want to sound desperate, trying to claim him. She didn't deserve him.

"Rory..."

"You don't have to say anything. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say this. I'm not trying to claim you or something. You don't have to pretend to forgive me just because I said it."

"I don't have to...but I'm allowed to right?"

"To pretend that you've forgiven me?"

He smiled.

"To forgive you. To say it back."

She looked up at him, tears in her babyblue eyes.

"Are you...do you..."

He wiped the tear from her cheek and kissed the spot that he just dried.

"I know you're sorry Ror. And you're right, I was a jerk. I have been a jerk for so long...and the only reason was that I was trying to get you to notice me. So yeah, if this is what it took..."

Tristan took a deep breath and looked at her again.

"So you're not an angel. Big deal. I'm no angel either. That doesn't mean we don't deserve to be happy."

Rory's arms somehow ended up around his waist and by the way Tristan looked, he didn't seem to mind.

"You...want to be happy with me?"

This time, Tristan smirked. A real good old Tristan DuGrey smirk.

"Well...if what you did on our holiday is just a preview of what could come...then I don't mind seeing the movie if you know what I mean..."

He looked down at her and nibbled her bottomlip before mumbling:

"As long as you promise to make it x-rated..."

THE END

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