Chapter 3
2 weeks later
It had been a wonderful month so far. Lane had come to visit me and Tristan and I were about to celebrate our one month anniversary. He was taking me out to dinner at some French restaurant. I stood in front of the mirror putting the finishing touches on. Laura just sat on her bed and looked at me.
"You look so pretty! You're gonna knock his socks off!"
I just laughed at her "Thanks."
"So, where's he taking you?"
"Chez Antonio"
"Oh! I soo envy you! I hear that place takes at least 2 months to get a reservation, but then again, when you're a Du Grey, you can get in-"
"Please Laura. Haha, do you think this dress is too much?" I was wearing a black sparkly dress that stopped just above my knees and had a modest neckline. My hair was curled and pulled up into a twist.
"No, you look great!"
Just then there was a knock on the door and I went to answer it. There stood Tristan in a dinner jacket that fit nicely on him and a pair of kaki pants. (A/N: yeah i know, he's always wearing kaki's but that's the most appropriate dress attire without going overboard)
"Hey!" I reached up and kissed him lightly.
"Wow, you look beautiful" He handed me a rose.
"Thanks, you don't look to shabby yourself."
"I try" He swiped his hand across his chest and blew on his fingers.
"Yeah yeah, let's go Tristan. Bye Laura."
"Bye Laura" Tristan said
"Bye guys, have fun, and try to get her home by 12, will ya Tristan?"
"Haha sure... mom"
We walked down to his car. He opened my door and I got in. I was hoping I wouldn't get dizzy tonight. I kept having those dizzy spells the past 2 weeks and I didn't want them to ruin tonight. After all, I was going to see a doctor tomorrow.
"Ror, you're awfully quiet."
"Oh, I was just thinking what a wonderful month this has been." He reached over and took my hand in his. We drove in silence until we reached the restaurant. As soon as we walked in, we were ushered to our table. Dinner went well. We talked and I only got dizzy once. I was thankful that I was sitting down.
Dinner was going well. I was nervous when desert came. I had decided that tonight was the night that I told Rory Gilmore that I loved her. Hell, I had known it since I was 16, but I hadn't told her yet. Not after what had happened with her and bag boy. I knew we had something special and different. That's why I was so ready to tell her. I paid the bill and we took a walk through the nearby park. We walked hand in hand until I decided it was time to tell her. No more stalling. I turned to her and kissed her passionately. When I broke it, she had this goofy look on her face. It's now or never
"Umm, Ror, I need to tell you something."
I was scared. He looked so serious. Is he going to break up with me? We were having such a great time. I just looked at him and nodded, not trusting my voice at the moment.
"I love you."
He loves me! HE LOVES ME! I just stood there with that goofy look again. Then the smile crept up on me.
She stood there silent. I didn't know what she was thinking. There. You've gone and done it Du Grey. She doesn't love you. Then that goofy look reappeared and a smile crossed her face. Then those words that I've been longing to hear since I was 16 came,
"I love you too."
Relief flushed through me as I bent down and kissed her. It wasn't like any of the kisses we had previously shared. This one was pure and chaste. It was a perfect cherry to top of a sundae.
"Come on, let's go home."
With that we walked back to my car and drove back to the dorms.
