Love Today
By: Bethy Ann
Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore Girls, unfortunately.
Summary: "Man, I'm telling you, just call her! I bet Rory is thinking about you too," Parker said. It's time to love everyday. Rory/Tristan romance thrown with some Lorelei/ Luke romance. Rated MA for later language and sexual innuendos.
Chapter 5: Built-Up Love
Recap: "You still get me hypnotized by all your talking. But to answer your question, I feel fine," Rory said.
"So, I'm guessing you want to watch the movies?" Lorelei asked and waggled her eyebrows.
Rory laughed at her insane mom and said, "Duh, we're watching the movies! Put the first one in and I'll make some popcorn and order two meat pizzas."
Tristan was walking in the park to clear his head because he had so much to do. He had gotten a job teaching martial arts to kids at the age of seven through nine. He was happy because he loved kids since he still acted like on at times; with Parker especially. He worked on Tuesdays and Thursdays from three to eight pm. Tristan loved the pay since it was $15.85 an hour. He felt like something was missing though.
He looked across the park and saw a familiar back towards him. Tristan remembered looking at the back of that head in school and always wanted to see if her hair was just as smooth as it looked. He was just standing there and staring, until he realized he was getting closer to that beautiful hair. He reached the bench and felt like a kid again. Tristan felt shy and wasn't quite sure of himself.
Rory turned around and saw Tristan staring at her. Rory's face turned into amusement and said, "Stalk much?"
Tristan blushed a bit and said, "I, um, I…" He laughed and pointed across the park and said, "I was walking from over there and when I turned to look over here I thought I recognized you. So, I came over here to see it all those classes together in Chilton paid off."
"I see. Do you live close by?" Rory asked.
"Yeah, about two blocks or so."
Rory's interest peaked since she also lived about two blocks away so she said, "What building do you live in?"
Tristan smirked and said, "The Villa Tower on Belmont Street."
Rory's face went into complete shock and Tristan said, "What? What's wrong? Rory?" Tristan waved his hand in front of her face and Rory slowly but surely blinked and came back to life.
"You're kidding, right?"
"No, why would I be kidding?" Tristan asked looking confused.
"Because that's where I live. I live on the ninth floor. What floor are you on?"
"Parker and I are on the twelfth floor," Tristan said, with a look on his face that was between a kid on Christmas and a kid on his birthday. "Do you know what this means?"
"No…what?"
"We can see each other more!" Tristan said.
"You just sounded like a kid on Christmas," Rory said and laughed.
Tristan looked offended and pouted. "Now, you look like a kid!" Rory said and laughed harder.
Tristan's eyebrows raised and said, "It wasn't that funny."
Rory's answer was more laughter and Tristan looked on thinking she was gorgeous. She looked radiant when she was laughing. The way her face crinkled was sexy and made Tristan happy. Rory stopped laughing and looked into Tristan's eyes. Tristan was now sitting on the bench because he had a chance to sit when Rory was laughing.
Tristan leaned in towards Rory and was millimeters away. Rory's eyes closed slowly, anticipating the kiss. They met and the kiss was slow but filled with emotion. It was filled with built-up love and tenderness. They parted and rested their foreheads together, looking into each others eyes.
Tristan kissed Rory again and took her hand. He led Rory to their apartment building and went to the twelfth floor and opened his apartment door. Rory's eyes scanned the place and she noticed how neat it was.
"How is it this neat with two guys living together?" Rory asked.
"Parker is a neat freak," Tristan said and sat down on the couch. He patted the seat next to him and Rory sat down. "I think there is something wrong with him because he is so anal about it!"
Rory laughed and said, "Well, it's a nice place."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
There was an awkward silence and Rory found the collection of DVDs. She got up and looked through all the movies that were categorized by genre.
She pulled out Casablanca and said, "Can we watch it? It's one of my favorite movies."
"Sure," Tristan said and got up to pop it in the DVD player.
They sat on the couch together touching thighs. Tristan's arm was over Rory's shoulders and Rory's head was resting on his chest. At the end of the night, Rory was asleep with her head resting on his lap.
AN: I know it's been awhile, sorry. Since I didn't get a lot of reviews last time I wasn't that motivated to write. So the more reviews I get the faster I'll update. But I love the reviews I'm getting so thank you to all who have reviewed. I do know there are lots of people just reading this story and not reviewing and I love the input. If you hate it or you love it, I want to know. I want to write stories and scripts for movies so all the feeback I get will help me become a better writer. Enough chit chat! Go review and I will post the next chapter on Wednesday.
