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A/N: I glad you liked it all so much. Originally, Tristan and Rory were not supposed to be together for a while, it just came out like that.
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After the long wait, the new chapter is finally here!
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"Dammit Rory, what are you so afraid of?" Tristan yelled.
Tears spilled out of her eyes, looking up at an angry Tristan.
He did the one thing he never wanted to do, he made her cry. After seeing her run from the room in tears at Madeline's party, he promised himself he would never make her cry, but he broke that promise. As he looked down at her, he could not help but feel his anger fleeing like a lost puppy.
He looked at her, his eyes softening.
"I can't help it." She chocked out, more tears spilling from her eyes.
He reached out and gently touched her arm, feeling her tense up he dropped his hand, not knowing what to do.
She turned to leave but as she was mid way through turning, a hand on her wrist stopped her. "You're not going anywhere till you answer my question," he said, noticing the anger in it.
"What if I don't want to answer it?" she snapped, trying to free her hand.
"Tough, because I'm not letting go until you tell me what you're afraid of!" He really hated doing this but it had to be done. He wanted answers and he knew this was the only way he was going to get them.
Besides being confused, he was angry. They had been on three dates and last night he kissed her, she kissed him back and today at school, she completely ignored him.
"I'll scream if you don't let me go!" she warned.
"Scream, I really don't care."
"3...2...1..." she began to scream. Tristan did the first thing that popped into his mind, he pulled her against him and fused his lips to hers, silencing her screams.
Since he still had one of her wrist she did the only thing she could think of, she kneed him hard in his groin.
He immediately pulled away from her, grabbing himself with his free hand, trying not to let her hand go.
She pulled her wrist out of his grasp and ran towards the doors of the library, not looking back.
"Shit." he swore under his breathe, limping after her. Hoping he knew her well, he jogged toward to the bus stop, trying to ignore the pain between his legs.
He reached the hall as he spotted the coffee brown haired girl run out of the main entrance of the school. He quickened his pace, ignoring the throbbing pain between his knees. As he reached the stone stairs, she was half way to her bus stop. "Rory!" he yelled, hoping she would stop and turn around, but knowing that was not going to happen, he began running after her.
"Dammit Rory, stop!" he yelled out. What surprised him, she did. He slowly and wary walked up to her, stopping five feet away.
"And here I thought that when you kneed a guy in his groin that they dropped to the ground in pain."
"I wanted too, I'll probably have to set on ice for a week," he said, trying not to hold himself in front of her. "Rory, what the hell is up?" he said, getting back on subject.
As much as she complained about her nickname, she thought it sounded weird hearing her name out of his mouth and not Mary.
She wiped her bloodshot eyes. "I-I'm scared." she whispered.
If he had not seen her mouth move, he would not have known she had said something. He knew she was scared. However, he did not know why. "Why?"
She looked down at her shoes, toying with the hem of her shirt, playing with her bottom lip.
"Rory, I know you're scared, I know what it's like to be scared. But don't ya'think it would be easier if you just told me, so I can understand or at least try to." His feet were itching to move closer but he knew better and kept his distance.
Her head shot up, eyes flaring with anger. "You have no idea what it is like to be scared! Don't give me that card."
'Where the hell did this come from?' he thought. "That just shows me how well you know me, excuse me, lack of." he shot back, just as angry now.
"What could you possibly be scared of Tristan?" she yelled.
He looked right past her, not meeting her eyes.
"Well, I'm waiting." she said, tapping her foot on the ground.
He ran a hand through his hair, still looking past her.
"Yeah, actually like I thought. You don't have a damned thing to be sca-" she was interrupted in the middle of her rant.
"You're acting like a real bitch Rory."
Tristan's words cut through her like a knife.
"You want to know what I'm afraid of?" she nodded her head, tears threatening to fall. "You. I'm scared of you," he said, looking her straight in the eye.
"Me?" she whispered.
"Yeah, you." he said, bitterly.
"Why?" she asked as silent tears rolled down her cheeks.
He ran a frustrated hand through his hair. "You really are that oblivious, aren't you? I like you. I truly like you. You are not just some conquest to me, I know you think that but you are not. And it scares me because I've never liked a girl like I like you. It scares the hell out of me, but you don't see me running do you?"
A flash of lighting lit up the stormy clouds over head.
"You're wrong," she said, wiping the tears from her face.
"Excuse me?" he said, not following what she meant.
"I don't think I'm one of your conquests...anymore. Last night scared me. When-when you kissed me, I knew, and that's what scared me because...because you're not my safety net." Tears were falling again; she wiped them away in hopes of them stopping.
"Your 'safety net'?" he questioned, confused.
"You're not Dean," she said in a quiet voice. She watched him as he mouthed an 'o'. "De-Dean was safe for me. I knew him, I knew their was no danger with him and I knew I would always be safe with him. But you...you scare me, what you make me feel, how you make me feel, the way you look at me, the way you can make my knees weak with a simple kiss, the way I get butterflies in my stomach when I hear your name and when I know I'm going to see it...it scares me because Dean never did that to me." She took a deep, calming breath.
"He was supposed to do that, he did at first but then it just went away. I never... I- it scares me that you can do that to me and I do not know how to...how to handle it. I was taught how to handle things, but this...I do not know how to handle it. At first, I thought I wanted the stupid feelings to go away but then...I don't know, it just changed." she ended her confession with a heavy sigh.
The whole time she spoke, Tristan let down all his shields and looked at her with meaning in his eyes. "Rory, I wish I could tell you that everything is going to be ok but I don't know that. But what I do know is that, I understand everything you just told me. It is scary but if their is one thing I know, you can get through this." he said as he inched closer to her.
In a distance, you could hear the thunder rolling but neither cared as they looked into each other's eyes.
"Rory, I want to be with you." Tristan said, cupping her cheek with his palm.
"Tristan, I want to be with you too." she said as she leaned into his touch. A touch that made her skin tingle. A touch that made her warm.
He slowly brought his lips down to hers in the most passionate kiss he had ever given. "Rory Gilmore, will you be my girlfriend?" he asked as he rested his forehead against hers.
He never knew a three-letter word would make him the happiest person alive...until now.
"Mare?" Tristan called.
"Huh? Wha?" Rory said, shaking her head clear.
"What were you thinking about? You seemed really spaced out."
"Oh, I was thinking about the book I'm currently reading." She lied.
"Really?" he asked in a disbelieving tone.
"Don't ever play poker; you suck at lying/bluffing."
"So, what were you really thinking about?" he asked again.
"The day you asked me to be your girlfriend." she whispered.
"That was a good day...," he said, with his famous smirk.
"Yeah?" she asked.
"Yeah. I got the girl of my dreams," he said, reaching for her hand.
"I'm glad it didn't start raining till we were back in school. That would have been horrible."
"Yeah, I don't think we could have gone to class in soaking wet clothes." She said, resting her head against the window of his car.
"Tell me something Mare, how often do you think of that day?" he asked, looking at her.
"Tristan! Look at the road! Not me!" she yelled.
"Fine, but answer...please?" he stuck out his bottom lip for effect.
"Not often." She answered truthfully.
"I guess I don't like to think about it because, I such a...hag that day. I was mean and Paris like...Oh god! I was like Paris. How did that happen? Tristan, wh-" the rest of her rant was cut off due to a sudden boast in the volume of the music.
Cause each of her kisses
How my heart misses
She's coming here to me
Desiring to kiss her now
I'm living for her
Breathing for her
Singing for her fairytale
Rory reached over and turned down the volume. "That was mean," she said, pouting in her seat.
Tristan glanced down at her, smirking. "Sorry, but I wasn't in the mood for one of your rants. However, you can continue after school."
"Meanie. You're a big meanie, you know that, right?" Rory asked in a pouting-five-year-old-voice.
"I do now, thanks for informing me babe."
"Uh, don't call me 'babe', it reminds me of the pig," she said as she set up straight in the seat.
"But you can eat like a pig."
"But I'm not a four legged animal and, I don't roll around in the mud."
Preparing for his death he said, "No you're right, you're only an animal in bed." The car came to a halt at a red light.
"Fuck." Tristan muttered, pulling the recline lever beside his seat, he pushed it all the way back and let the chair fall all the way back. "Throwing notebooks at your boyfriend, that's not nice Mary," he said, lifting the lever and setting the seat in it's originally position. He picked up the notebook that was lying in his lap and passed it back to her.
"Ha! You deserved it for saying that!"
"What? I was just speaking the truth," he said, smirking.
"What ever, this is my stop."
As always, he dropped her off a block away from the school, with a quick kiss, he drove off, letting Rory to walk the rest of the way.
She had talked to her mom last night about her and Tristan's situation. As expected, her mother agreed with Tristan. It was not the fact that she did not want to be public about their relationship it was just that she was afraid of the rumors and how they would be the talk of the school.
The thought that really scared her, she would officially be the Queen of Chilton. Every time that thought crossed her mind, she got chills up her spine. She told Tristan that she was worried about that; he said not to worry that he would not let anything happen to her. She believed he would but she always asked the same thing each time he said that, "For how long?"
She looked around her surroundings as her mothers word swirled around her mind, "Go with your gut feeling sweetie, I wish I could say more but, go with that gut feeling, if not that then listen to your heart." That sentence was burned into her mind.
She drug her feet slowly, trying to make her decision. For once, she did not care if she was late, this was more important, she could tell Tristan was getting irked about having to hide their relationship all the time and frankly, she could not blame him. She inwardly moaned as 'hell' came into view. She looked down at her watch; she still had five more minutes.
Knowing her bus came by about ten -fifteen- minutes ago, she sat down on the bench. She leaned over and covered her face with her hands.
Without you I'll never feel the love inside of me
Come on, you know that we belong
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Without looking up, she knew it was Tristan's car that just pulled into the parking lot. She knew if she looked up, she would see girls hanging all over him, even if they knew he had a girlfriend they would still do that.
Bringing her head out of her hands, she stood up and turned around. He was staring at her, he look concerned. She smiled softly then noticed Summer trying to push her body into his...right then and there she knew what her decision was.
I'm sooo sooo sorry I did not get this out sooner! It was suppose to be out a few weeks ago but...I started feeling bad then I was not on for like a week and when I was almost done...I thought of another way to start this chapter off and deleted the whole thing and started it again.
I'm not thrilled with the TRORY action in the chapter but...oh well, it was the only thing I could think of.
I also wanted to show you how they got together...not in the best way but I really liked that part.
I also have a new blog for information on updates and sorts...you can get the link off my profile... that's all...thanks so much!
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