"Listen here, both of you, I'm here with my escort of the evening. If you don't like it too bad. I'm sick of your crap, both of you. Trist I'm sorry, hey
if you have 'Willy Wonka and the Chocalate Factory' I'm up for stayin at your house." Rory stated angrily and stormed out with Tristan by her side.
And here we are ........
As the two walked out together, with Rory stalking more than anything Tristan wondered if Rory had meant it about staying at his house. So he
asked outright. "Hey Mare, did you mean it about staying at my house?" Rory looked over at him and saw uncertainty
"Why would I say something I didn't mean? Are you calling me a liar?" She asked playfully pushing him softly.
"I dunno sorry, it's just that...I dunno. I'm sorry, just don't want you leaving me, I just don't know what would happen to me then." While all
this had been going on the two had stopped walking and were in fact still right in front of Luke's with two very very jealous teenage boys watching.
"Oh Tristan. Listen I would never do that to you. You are not going to lose me. I promise. You never have to worry about me not being
there for you." She then proceeded to throw her arms around him in a huge hug. Tristan after being realeased looked down on the angelic face of
the girl he was unashamedly in love with and knew there was something he just had to do.
"Do you really mean that, I don't ever have worry about losing you?" At her nod of affirmation he asked, "Even if I do this." And bent
down and captrued her lips with his own, putting every emotion he'd ever felt for Rory into that one moment of passion. Rory's eyes closed on
instince, and with her arms already wrapped around Tristan's neck her hands and fingers became entangled in his hair, his tongue grazed her
bottom lip pleading for entrance which she readily granted. Felling a tingling throughout her whole body, almost likea wave of electricity rolling itself
around her insides. She shivered in delight as the kiss was broken, due to the necessity of air. Tristan's forehead resting against her own, she felt,
she wasn't sure exactly it almost felt like she had corrected something that had been wrong, or readjusted something that had been off. She felt
peaceful like she had after the first time the two had kissed though on a larger scale as this time she wasn't worried about wallowing.
Tristan's feeling had been much the same, after spending all night with her without it, it had been like scratching an itch, the itch of a
misquito bite, now that he had scratched it he felt the need to scratch it again. And again and again till he was sick of scratching it, though he
doubted he could get sick of kissing the beautiful girl so close to him.
As both were thinking their separate but alike thoughts the two boys that had been watching came out ready to cause a scene.
And thats all she wrote (for now) I realize anyone who's actually reading this which I'm guessing is no one hates me cause it took me soooo long to update but I hope this chapter satisfies you for a little longer. kisses
Haze
if you have 'Willy Wonka and the Chocalate Factory' I'm up for stayin at your house." Rory stated angrily and stormed out with Tristan by her side.
And here we are ........
As the two walked out together, with Rory stalking more than anything Tristan wondered if Rory had meant it about staying at his house. So he
asked outright. "Hey Mare, did you mean it about staying at my house?" Rory looked over at him and saw uncertainty
"Why would I say something I didn't mean? Are you calling me a liar?" She asked playfully pushing him softly.
"I dunno sorry, it's just that...I dunno. I'm sorry, just don't want you leaving me, I just don't know what would happen to me then." While all
this had been going on the two had stopped walking and were in fact still right in front of Luke's with two very very jealous teenage boys watching.
"Oh Tristan. Listen I would never do that to you. You are not going to lose me. I promise. You never have to worry about me not being
there for you." She then proceeded to throw her arms around him in a huge hug. Tristan after being realeased looked down on the angelic face of
the girl he was unashamedly in love with and knew there was something he just had to do.
"Do you really mean that, I don't ever have worry about losing you?" At her nod of affirmation he asked, "Even if I do this." And bent
down and captrued her lips with his own, putting every emotion he'd ever felt for Rory into that one moment of passion. Rory's eyes closed on
instince, and with her arms already wrapped around Tristan's neck her hands and fingers became entangled in his hair, his tongue grazed her
bottom lip pleading for entrance which she readily granted. Felling a tingling throughout her whole body, almost likea wave of electricity rolling itself
around her insides. She shivered in delight as the kiss was broken, due to the necessity of air. Tristan's forehead resting against her own, she felt,
she wasn't sure exactly it almost felt like she had corrected something that had been wrong, or readjusted something that had been off. She felt
peaceful like she had after the first time the two had kissed though on a larger scale as this time she wasn't worried about wallowing.
Tristan's feeling had been much the same, after spending all night with her without it, it had been like scratching an itch, the itch of a
misquito bite, now that he had scratched it he felt the need to scratch it again. And again and again till he was sick of scratching it, though he
doubted he could get sick of kissing the beautiful girl so close to him.
As both were thinking their separate but alike thoughts the two boys that had been watching came out ready to cause a scene.
And thats all she wrote (for now) I realize anyone who's actually reading this which I'm guessing is no one hates me cause it took me soooo long to update but I hope this chapter satisfies you for a little longer. kisses
Haze