"I wanted to see if you wanted to hangout one day?" He asks with a smirk.

"Me and you?" You ask with a scoff. You start to pick up your things just to get out of the lunch room.

"Hey." he puts his hand on the book you were putting into your bag, stopping you for a second trying to make eye contact with you.

"Look Tristan" you take a breath, Still not looking at him. "Can we just not right now. I don't want to deal with your mood swings." you give a tight smile and make eye contact. The eye contact hurt, like you were suddenly stabbed in the heart. His eyes were soft, not like how they usually are. He moved his hand and placed it into one of his pockets.

"Can I just say something to you?" he says looking like a broken puppy. You finish cleaning up and think about it for a second, grabbing your tray in one hand and his arm in another you move to drop the food off. Then going into the hallway, Still holding his arm. You look around for a second to make sure you are alone, everything checks out. Letting go of his arm you cross your own arms around your body, For a bit of comfort.

"What? What could you possibly have to say?" you say looking at him. He notices the closed off position from you.

"I-" he gives a big sigh and runs his hand through his hair. "I wanted to say I'm sorry" he looks at you.

"For what, 'cause I can name a few things. Be more specific please." you huff.

"For everything, all the rude comments I've said and what I've done. At first you were just a new student to play with and I guess I can't treat you like that any more, cause..." he looks up trying to distract himself. With the way you were both standing (you with your back to a locker and him somewhat spaced in front of you) you could see if anyone was going to pass in the hall.

"Cause why?" you ask. Trying to close yourself off more you hug yourself tighter. You look at him straight in the eyes trying to see what he's trying to say, he moves closer.

"Because, I- you make me feel something, something that i don't know what to call, you make me want to be a better person, you don't take my bullshit." He says moving inches from your face and putting his finger under your chin moving to cup your cheek. Everything in your stomach just exploded.

"What- what are you doing?" you ask in a small voice.

"Y/n, I like you." He says making hard eye contact with you.

"Kiss me." is all you can say. He gives a taken aback smirk, and regains his confidence.

"Are you sure?" he asks.

"Yes." you say in a whisper. He goes in slowly, you close your eyes. Your lips touch and it feels right, like it's supposed to happen. Like a lock and key, you open your mouth a bit and his tongue slides in. it feels like forever in the slow kiss when he pulls away. In reality it was only 30 seconds.

"I can't hang out today." you say finally. He drops his hand that was on your cheek. You open your body language more.

"Can I ask why?"

"Step-mom's birthday can't miss it. I'm already in trouble" He gives you a smirk. "What?"

"What if I can get you out of it?"

"Nuh uh, nope i have to be here for this one after what happened earlier today" you smile a bit. He tries to go for another kiss when the bell rings with a sigh you both pulled away a bit since you were still so close.

"Too bad we could've had fun" he smirks and salutes to you, walking off. You stand in that one position for a bit until you realize you might be late for your next class.

~*~ 

After the last class of the day you passed Tristan once with a small smile and weirdly a high-five. The high-five had a higher purpose though because you had realized he gave you a piece of paper with his pager and phone number on it. You and Rory didn't talk for the rest of the school day but that was okay. She probably had an idea on what happened from how many books she has read.

You hopped into your car and drove back 'home' or a place of shelter whatever is the most appropriate name. You walk in taking off your shoes and your dad turns the corner.

"Hey sweetie." he says, you look up and give him a tight lip smile. "So me and your mother are going out for her birthday and your sister found the things so no need to help with that anymore. And Amelia is going to hangout with her friends tonight so you have the house to yourself."

"Umm, okay sorry i couldn't help with it earlier." you say sliding your keys out of your bag.

"You can invite a few of your friends over if you want." he says with a smile walking off to his room. You put your stuff into your room and walk into the living room waiting till everyone left. You say a quick 'you look nice' to both of them feeding mostly Delphine's ego. With everyone gone you run to the home phone and call Rory with a quick can we hangout and her saying she'll be right over. 

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Heyy sorry for the long (and needed for me) break but yeah. My school year started and i already have homework from the best looking teacher there is so... rude i guess. 

Hope all of you are enjoying the story so far and liked this chapter.