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Storyline: Tristan is a famous and popular actor, what happens when he runs into the one girl he's loved forever and who apparently loves him back!

A/N: Thanks for all of the reviews, sorry, I haven't updated in ages, but I'm back with a new chapter for y'all and hopefully I'll be updating more regularly from now on, but feel free to give me a nudge if I'm taking ages! Enjoy!

Chapter Six - Okay, Awkward!

Okay, did he just say what I think he did? Staring at his handsome face, Rory noted the smirk and the look of amusement dancing in his bright blue eyes. Opening her mouth to speak, she snapped it shut again, unable to form words, well any that would be coherent anyway. Noticing her goldfish impression, Tristan gave a small chuckle and kissed her cheek, following the still chattering Lorelai and stoic Luke into the lounge. Finn, standing next to her gave her arm a small nudge, and said bemusedly "and you thought he didn't love you, he just practically proposed." Laughing heartily, he followed the others, leaving the still shocked Rory standing by the open front door.

"Why me?" She sighed and closed the door, slowly making her way towards the lounge.

She peered around the door frame with some stealth, truly unable to believe that Tristan was actually in the lounge, after all these years. She quietly studied him and smiled, but blushed brightly when he turned to see her staring at him whilst hiding her body behind the wall. He looked at her quizzically and began laughing when she quickly hid herself from his view, startling the other occupants of the lounge who had no idea what he was laughing at.

Nudging Lorelai, Luke whispered in her ear whilst keeping his glare firmly fixed on the still laughing blond, "Is he okay? He's not on drugs is he? I mean he does congregate with those Hollywood lot and they're known for the drug taking, he could be on crack."

"I dunno and don't say crack, it sounds dirty." She mock whispered back, noticing Tristan had calmed down somewhat and was now studying his nails intently, obviously uncomfortable without Rory in the room. Where did she go anyway? I thought she was following us.

Looking over at Finn she caught his attention and mouthed to him "Where's Rory?" not getting the answer she wanted when the Aussie shrugged and went back to playing with his cell phone.

Deciding on finding her wayward daughter she stood abruptly and walked quickly out of the room. Leaving the three males sitting in silence and not the comfortable kind. Luke sighed and continued to glare in Tristan's direction.

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She's hiding in the bathroom and she has no idea why. The fear coursing through her is irrational, she knows that, but its gripping her. The man she's loved for the last six years is really here and its terrifying, its the one thing that can break the fantasy she'd created in her head. She'd always dreamed that she'd meet up with him again and they'd be blissfully happy, be so much in love.

She's afraid of the reality because, what if? What if he's not the sensitive man she imagined him to be, what if he's nothing like he was when he left Chilton, the sweet boy who'd walked away from her. What if he's really not who she hopes he'll be. Then she's wasted her life waiting for something that never existed, comparing her dream Tristan to every man she'd ever been interested in. She's not ready, not ready to break the illusion. Not ready to have her heart broken.

She jumps, startled as a knock sounds on the door and its pushed open. Her mother's head appearing around the door, her hand covering her eyes. " Are you decent? You're not using the toilet are you? Because that would be embarrassing for us both."

Grabbing her mother's hand she pulls it away from her face and pulls her startled parent into the room with her. Pacing the length of the bathroom as soon as the door is closed. She knows her mother is watching her, and yet she can't bring herself to make eye contact, keeping her head down as she continues to pace.

"You're going to wear a hole in the floor if you keep doing that."

"What am I going to do?" She mutters, confusing her mother even more.

"About what?"

"Tristan of course." Rory replied, finally looking up at her mother. Her blue eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "I've waited so long for this, dreamed of being with him for so long, what if its not what I expect. I've spent the last six years of my life needing him, loving him. What if its not real, maybe I don't love him, maybe I never have, maybe its just a fantasy. This could end badly. I want to take it all back, go back to just loving the memory of him, but it's too late, I can't go back. I'm here now and I don't know what to do." The tears finally slip from her eyes, streaming down her face and dripping onto the crimson gown still adorning her slim body.

"Oh Rory, how can you think that you've never loved him, I've seen how you look at him, how much you've missed him. You've loved him from the moment you met him, you just didn't know it back then, but I could see it. I saw it in your eyes every time you talked about him when you got home from school. You'd tell me how he pissed you off and got on your nerves, but your eyes sparkled as you talked and you'd smile without realising it. When he left you wallowed and I think you've been wallowing ever since. You're afraid and I get that, I really do, but unless you take a chance you're never going to know. Don't throw this away just in case it doesn't work out, because maybe it will be like your fantasy, maybe your dreams will come true."

Rory's hopeful eyes looked upon her mother. "You think so?"

"Yes I do, now lets go save your Hollywood man before Luke gets him in a headlock, 'cause you know how fond he is of doing that."

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Finn looked up from his cell phone, feeling slightly confused at the fact that Lorelai had disappeared from the room. When did that happen?Looking towards Luke he noticed 'the glare' that the older man was sending towards Tristan and had to supress a snicker.

He remembered that face well. He had seen it once before, when he had been taking care of Rory after her break up with Logan. He had sat next to Rory as she told both her mother and Luke about Logan's betrayal, he had been nervous to begin with, worried that as Logan's friend they would turn on him, but he was terrified as 'the glare' had graced Luke's face when discovered how Logan had hurt the girl he thought of as his daughter. Finn had been there when Logan had turned up several days later, begging Rory to forgive him, gushing that he loved her and telling her the other woman hadn't meant anything to him. Logan hadn't seen it coming. Being grabbed in a headlock really wasn't dignified, but Logan had deserved it and Finn hadn't been able to stop laughing, later Rory had confessed that Luke had a habit of doing the same things to the other boyfriends that had hurt her, even his own nephew Jess. Finn really had been glad that he'd never had romantic feelings for Rory, he really wouldn't want to get on the wrong side of Luke Danes.

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As they walked into the lounge the tension was palpable. Both Rory and Lorelai noticed the patented Luke Danes glare rearing its ugly head in Tristan's direction and the obviously nervous blond studying his nails intently, as well as the grinning Aussie in the corner.

"Hey, sorry about that, just a little girl talk." Lorelai said, trying her hardest to dissolve the tense situation. "Anyway, Tristan, it was nice to meet you, and we hope we'll be seeing you again soon. Luke and I are going to bed now, so have a good night." She faked a yawn to make the whole thing more realistic, not fooling anyone for a second. Finn, getting the hint to leave Rory and Tristan alone stood up.

"I'd better be going, I've got a lot of work on tomorrow." Finn said, glaring at Luke as he laughed at the latter part of Finn's statement. "Tristan, don't forget to call me about that business we discussed."

"No problem man, I'll ring you in the morning."

As Finn left he noticed Lorelai dragging an obviously uncooperative Luke toward the stairs. Laughing as he overheard the conversation between the two.

"Why the hell are we leaving them alone, he'll jump on her, she'll get pregnant and then he'll leave, either that or she'll get into crack."

"One, that last bit sounds dirty and wrong, and two, I don't think he's gonna jump on her while we're upstairs, but if it'll make you feel better I'll get you a glass you can press to the floor and listen in with."

"It's not funny." Luke snarked as they walked upstairs, their voices growing feint.

Finn gave a small smile as he thought about his best friend. God, he hoped she'd be happy and he made a mental note to kill Tristan if he hurt Rory. He didn't give a crap if it would be bad for business. He recalled the last time he'd seen her broken and he knew that if this didn't work out Rory wouldn't deal with it. Love her back, mate, please love her back.

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As they sat on the couch neither spoke, both of them staring into their laps.

How did this become so awkward, it was fine earlier and now its all weird. Tristan looked up and opened his mouth, looking at the beautiful brunette in front of him.

Feeling his eyes on her Rory looked toward him, meeting his eyes, noticing the warmth there.

"I..." Both started at once, stopping as the other spoke.

They sat in silence, Tristan growing more anxious as the minutes sped by. Finally, frustrated and confused he couldn't help himself and placing his hands on either side of her face he kissed her.

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A/N: Okay, so don't get annoyed with me, I'm working on the next chapter right now and I'm hoping it should be done soon. Let me know what you think. REVIEW!