Chapter 6: It's a problem free philosophy.
A/N: otay...this is the last chapter for a bit seeing as i am currently writing the next chapter still...its going to be really cool so i cant wait for it to be finished so you guys can tell me what you think...i love you all bunches. ill update on monday!
Disclaimer: I wished on a star that I could own Gilmore Girls, turns out the wishing thing…it doesn't work.
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He opened the door for her. The coffee shop smelled liked heaven and more. "What do you want? Its on me."
"Hold on, I'll just go tell him I want the regular." She was soon out of his way and picking a booth from the corner of the room, it was privy to most onlookers although it was way past the usual traffic jam in the small shop seeing as it was well after noon.
He handed her the mocha latte and a biscotti as he took a seat across from her. "You know him?"
"Ya, I pretty much live off the stuff he makes, Lukes' diner isn't exactly in walking distance from here."
"I see." He took a sip of his regular coffee and smiled at her. "It is good."
"I know that, so does mom, she helped me find the place, and we went around town and tried all the coffee shops, this ones the best hands down. We also tried all the restaurants, but that's a whole other story."
Tristan nodded. "So, where are we eating?"
"Here, I ordered for you, it's the same as mine."
"But, all you said was 'the usual."
"I know. 'The usual' includes food too."
"What kind of food?"
She smiled, "you'll just have to find out. Trust me its good."
"Do I get to punish you if it isn't?"
"No, its good, or I wouldn't eat it."
"Bummer." He pouted.
"Put that lip back where it belongs, foods here."
"Yes mother." He smirked when she gave him the evil eye before kindly thanking the owner of the shop.
"A burger, fries, and a chocolate bar?"
"Yup."
"You are so weird."
"I know." She smiled and took a bite of her burger.
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(Later that day)
"You can set the goods on the coffee table." She said as she headed for the note on the counter from Tasha. She threw her keys on the counter and read out loud. "She says she wont be back tonight. It's her anniversary or something. She needs to write neater if she expects me to read this." She tossed the note beside her keys. "Drink?"
"Sure."
She brought out a two-liter bottle of mountain dew, two glasses, and a beer for Tristan.
"You better not be mixing that." The look on his face was hilarious.
She laughed at him and shook her head. "No, these will be separate. And from the look on your face you were stupid enough to try them mixed together?"
He nodded. "As a dare. It was disgusting." He gagged at the thought and opened his beer. "Which movie are we watching first?"
"Lion King of course silly." She took it out and stuck it in the tape player before sitting on the floor beside Tristan, their backs against the couch. "Ooh skittles."
"Those are mine." He stated simply.
"But...but…I'm your girlfriend."
"You are?"
She slapped him.
"Seriously…are you?"
"What else would I be?"
"I don't really know."
"I'm not a blonde bimbo. And you've said you've loved me over a hundred times today." She said pausing the movie. "We should talk about this, seeing as we've had sex."
He set his beer down and looked at her seriously. "I wouldn't have said I love you if I hadn't meant it. And I also know that you are not a 'blonde bimbo.'"
She nodded. "So, what are we then?"
"Obviously you are my girlfriend and I your boyfriend…unless you only wanted it to be about sex."
Rory shook her head quickly. "I wouldn't want this if it was only for that." She smiled at him and ate a skittle under his glare. "I am most definitely your girlfriend."
"And I am your boyfriend. So yes, sharing my skittles is necessary. I bought an extra one just incase anyway."
Rory smiled happily. "Now, back to the movie." She un-paused it and they sat in silence as the movie started. It was silent until Rory decided it was necessary to sing along with 'I just can't wait to be king'
Tristan watched her as she recited every line and chuckled. "Rory, how many times have you seen this?"
"Countless times." She kept singing, only she continued to look at him. "Why?"
"Because you know this whole movie by heart."
She nodded. "I know that." She started singing again and moved closer to him. "I wish you knew the lines too."
"Why? So that I can sing along with you?"
She smiled. "Yea, its a lot more fun that way."
She was now inches away from his face. "Kiss me oh boyfriend of mine." She said and he gladly obliged. It was a sweet kiss, one that tasted of skittles and sour worms. She pulled away and pointed at the screen. "Watch."
He did as told.
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(Later still that day)
Two movies later and they weren't even paying attention now. All the food was gone and the sun had long since gone down. They had pushed the coffee table off to the side and were now on the blanket padded floor talking about acoonamatata.
"I love that word." She said.
"So do I." He kissed her forehead and turned his head briefly to the screen, he had never seen Princess Bride either and it was actually really good, despite the fact that each time Rory started a conversation he missed another ten minutes. He would have to rent it on his own time when he returned to his school. When he turned back Rory was staring at him intently, all thoughts of the movie playing before them gone from her mind. He smiled at her. And turned back to the movie. He could still feel her eyes on him; it was as if she was trying to memorize everything about him. "You know I will be here tomorrow too right?" he didn't turn around to face her.
"I know. But that doesn't mean I can't miss you. The last time I saw you was four years ago."
Now he turned from the movie. "I am not going to leave you Rory. You see, there's this thing called the phone, and the internet, and plain old seeing each other in person."
She smiled weakly at him "I love you Tristan."
"Now who's going to be rich?"
"Both of us."
He smiled and pulled her into him for a long, comforting hug. "We still have all day tomorrow you know."
She nodded. "We have to do something really fun."
"As you wish."