One Night's Mistake

By: RoxyRoo

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Summery: A story of how one night's mistake, can ruin the lives of two people.

AN: Happy Thanksgiving everyone! I hope you all ate a lot of turkey, I know I did ;). Anyways, thank you everyone for all your reviews! Just to let you know, for those who have asked, yes, this is defiantly a Trory! Hope you all enjoy this next chapter. I know my chapters are short, but I've been updating every day so far, so I hope that makes up for it. The next chapter should be up either Saturday or Sunday. Make sure to review!

Chapter Three

"Ok, to make this believable, we're going to have to play it up when we're in public, around our families," Tristan said later that afternoon. They were sitting in a nearby restaurant waiting for their food to come. "Wait, you're going to Harvard, aren't you?"

Rory shook her head as she took a sip of her coffee. "No, I end up going to Yale."

"Yale? I thought you always wanted to go to Harvard?"

Rory looked at him thoughtfully. "You remember that?"

"Uh, yeah," Tristan said sheepishly, looking away. Rory could have sworn she saw the hint of him blushing.

She smiled before continuing. "Yale is a lot closer to home, to my mom."

"That makes it a bit more easier you going to Yale. I live probably only 20 minutes from the campus. To make this believable, we are going to have to live together..." Tristan trailed off, looking at her as he wasn't sure how she would take that.

Rory shook her head. "Yes, we will have to, but separate rooms."

"Of course. You can have the guest room, and do whatever you want to it. We'll take a few of your things and stick them in my room though, for snooping relatives."

Rory laughed at that. "My grandmother."

"My mom," Tristan said smirking back.

"Dating," Rory said. "I don't want to hold you back from your, what did you call them in high school, 'flavors of the week'? However if you want to go on a date with anyone, same goes for me, we have to take them away from Hartford and snooping socialites, and never can bring them back to your place."

"Understood, and I'm not that bad anymore," Tristan said, smirking as he remembered the Chilton days.

"I find that hard to believe if you go and marry a girl after spending one night with her," Rory said eyebrow raised.

"Point taken, but I just came off a long term relationship... two weeks this time," Tristan winked at her.

Rory shook her head. "Still just as cocky."

"I'm kidding," Tristan chuckled. "Alisha and I were together for two years."

"I'm sorry," Rory said softly, as she saw pain in his eyes. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not really," Tristan said, looking away. "Here comes the food."

They didn't say much the rest of the meal.

"So... when do I move in?" Rory questioned, looking up at Tristan as they exited the restaurant.

"We probably should do it soon, as I'm expecting all the family dinners and parties to get started soon as word spreads..." Tristan said as they walked back to his car which was parked back at the hotel. They had checked out of the hotel before leaving for lunch. "Where did you leave your car?"

"Actually, I rode with Finn to the club last night," Rory sighed. "I was planning on taking a cab home, as I knew he would be going home with some red head."

"And you get after me for 'flavors of the week'? Here, I'll give you a ride," Tristan said, opening the door for her. He jogged around to the other side, getting in. "Where to?"

"As much as I don't want to... Stars Hollow," Rory sighed, looking out the window. "I have to go home and have a long talk with my mom..."