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Note: Thanks again for all the wonderful reviews and support! I really really appreciate it. Okay, sorry for that awful cliff hanger, but I hope you all think that it was worth it...
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Tristan buried his face in his hands. What was he going to have to do to get over this girl? Obviously she didn't feel the same, actually she felt the complete opposite. She hated him. That she be enough to forget her right? But god, she had looked so beautiful. All he wanted to do was hold her. Tell her all the sappy things that the guys romantic movies always said. But that was never going to happen. His ringing phone shook him out of his thoughts as it did so often.
"Hello?...Hey man...yeah I'm still here. No, just forget about it...Really, Joey, I don't like her that way... I mean, I like her in the way I like Paris Hilton, she's just a fad, here today gone tomorrow...Yeah man...it's cool...um, I just went out to my car to get something...I'll see you in a minute...Wait don't put her on-Hey Summer, look I really need to...yeah sure whatever...I guess be there around twelve...no, they aren't home tonight...yeah okay, bye."
As Tristan turned to go back inside he felt it. Felt her presence. Sure enough, he turned around to find Rory standing on the steps of the gazebo.
Her face was expressionless. What was she thinking? had she heard? Why was she here?
"I...I...I have to go." Rory turned away from Tristan so he wouldn't see the tears that were forming in her eyes. So it was true...he didn't really love her. It was a game. Rory shook her head as she kept walking. Some how she didn't really believe that. Some how she still thought that he really did love her.
Tristan watched as she began walking away, but his feet wouldn't move. His heart was screaming, I need to run after her! But his head was yelling, "leave her be."
Rory felt as rain drops began falling lightly on her skin. She couldn't hear him coming after her. Why wasn't he coming after her? Stopping in her tracks, Rory finally realized what was wrong. She kept making him the bad guy. She wanted a night and shining armor, someone who never did anything wrong. But that wasn't real life. Things never happened like that. Turning back around, she saw that Tristan was still standing under the gazebo, but he wasn't looking at her, he was looking off into the darkness of the night.
She couldn't leave things like this, undefined.
Tristan shook his head as he heard foot steps coming up behind him.
"Summer, I said twelve..."
"You never could get my name right." Rory let on a tiny smile.
Tristan didn't know what to think. Rory was standing there in front of him, smiling.
"Rory...I..." Rory shook her head slowly.
"No, let me talk. Tristan, I'm not going to stand here and tell you that I'm not scared. Scared of you, scared of myself, scared of us. I am, I am so scared. That's why I run, that's why I say things that I don't mean." At this Tristan finally locked eyes with her.
"I know that being scared doesn't excuse the things that I said, but I need you to know that I am sorry. I am sorry for trying to compare you to Dean, to Jess, to books and fairy tales. That wasn't fare of me and it wasn't realistic. So, I just hope you can forgive me."
Rory finished, and waited for Tristan to respond. But he just stood silently, as the rain poured down around them.
Accepting this for what she thought is was, Rory turned to leave, but was stopped by Tristan's voice.
"That's it?" Rory turned around. Tristan was looking straight into her eyes. Rory had always heard the saying, "Eyes are the window to one's soul," but she had never experienced it until now.
"What?" She tried to make voice come out strong, but all that came out was a whisper. Some how the atmosphere had changed.
"Don't you want your fairy tale ending?" Tristan took a step closer, testing the waters. He had always know that she was scared, but he didn't want to push that tonight.
"I..I..." Rory didn't know how to respond to that. Of course that's what she wanted, but she didn't know how to vocalize it. She couldn't just say, "Tristan, kiss me, be with me." That was way to blunt, to...
"Rory, kiss me." His voice wasn't demanding nor was it humorous. It was just Tristan, asking Rory to kiss him. It was that simple.
As is put on autopilot, they both took a step towards each other.
"This is what you want?" This time Rory didn't have to think about what she needed to say. She just listened. She listened to her heart.
As the rain poured down around them, Rory closed the gap between them. Cupping his face in her hands Rory finally brought her lips to his. Tristan quickly responded by wrapping his arms around her waist. He could barley breath, he couldn't believe that this was happening. Rory felt as if any second she was going to wake-up and find that it was all a dream. The tension that had laid between them quickly melted away. Rory shivered as Tristan deepened the kiss, but pulled him closer to him to reassure him that this was what she wanted. Losing themselves in each other, they both wished that they could stay like that forever.
But, suddenly, the lights on the gazebo turned on. Tristan and Rory reluctantly pulled apart. Looking around, neither one could figure out why the lights had turned on. . If it wouldn't have been for Madeline's bright green umbrella, they never would have figured it out.
"Madeline?" Rory called out into the rain. Realizing that they had been caught, Madeline, Louise, and Paris stepped into the gazebo.
"What are you doing?" Tristan eyed them suspiciously.
Madeline and Louise shrugged and looked at Paris. "What! No, this was your idea! Ugh okay, whatever. We were just doing a little match making."
Tristan and Rory looked at each other amused.
Tristan wrapped his arm around Rory, "I think you are a little late."
Louise and Madeline squealed in delight. "Really!" Rory nodded as she leaned into Tristan.
"Well I guess we will just get going then..." Paris grabbed Madeline and Louise's arms and pulled them out into the rain.
"Well..." Rory spun around in Tristan's arms so she could face him. As she did, she noticed something above them.
Following her gaze, Tristan looked up. Missile toe was hanging directly above them.
"Care to guess who put that there?" Rory laughed as she looked back as Tristan.
"Hm...I don't know...But I don't think we should waste it.." Nodding in agreement, Rory leaned into to Tristan once more but was interrupted again.
Music began to play all around them and the lights dimmed. Madeline ran back towards the house yelling, "Sorry, last thing!"
Laughing, they turned back to each other.
As the music played on, Tristan held out a hand. "Care to dance?" Smiling Rory nodded and placed a hand around his shoulder.
Something in your eyes
Makes me want to lose myself
Makes me want to lose myself
In your arms
Everything was so surreal. Neither one could believe that they has actually done it. They finally had each other.
Something in your voice
Makes my heart beat fast
Hope this feeling lasts
The rest of my life
Sinking into his body, Rory felt an overwhelming feeling take over her. This was better than any fairy tale.
If you knew
How lonely my life has been
And how low I've felt for so long
If you knew
How I wanted someone to come along
And change my world the way you've done
As Tristan listened to the words of the song, he rested his chin on the top of Rory's head. He wondered if she really knew how strongly he felt for her. That he was head over heels, over the moon in love with her. How long he had waited for this moment. As he felt her softly squeeze his hand, the thoughts fled his mind. It didn't matter know. He had her, and he wasn't going to lose her.
Feels like home to me
Feels like home to me
Feels like I'm all the way back where I come from
Feels like home to me
Feels like home to me
Feels like I'm all the way back where I belong
A window breaks
Down a long dark street
And a siren wails
In the night
But I'm alright
'Cause I have you here with me
And I can almost see
Through the dark there's a light
Rory lifted her head as to look into Tristan's eyes. Smiling as she looked up at him, she couldn't imagine feeling anything better. Clearing his throat, Tristan took both of her hands in his. "Rory, did you know that I am crazy in love with you." His voice was quiet, but his words were strong. Rory's whole body shook as she nodded and once again brought her lips to his.
If you knew
How how much this moment means to me
And how long I've waited for your touch
If you knew
How happy you are making me
I never thought I'd love anyone so much
As the world sunk away, Rory's head slowly began to clear. As she softly kissed Tristan, she knew that she would never forget this night. Not because of the music, the lights, the setting, or the rain, all classic elements of a fairy tale. She wouldn't forget this night because it was the first time that she had actually fallen in love. Sure, she had been in love with Dean, but that had come with time. This time, with Tristan, she had jumped head first into love, she hadn't planned or analyzed. It had just happened. And that feeling is something that can't be explained, recreated, or written down in a fairy tale. It has to be experienced.
Feels like home to me
Feels like home to me
Feels like I'm all the way back where I come from
Feels like home to me
Feels like home to me
Feels like I'm all the way back where I belong
Feels like I'm all the way back where I belong
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a/n Okay, I am dying to know what you all think of this chapter! Is this the end? Should I continue! Did ya'll hate it? Love it? Think that it should have been different? Let me know what ya'll think!