Two years. It's been two goddamn years since I left Tyler and it still hurts like goddamn hell. Everyday since we said goodbye, I've checked her Instagram. Only lord knows how much I love her even after seeing her smile with 3 other dudes. I've only dated one girl since her and that lasted about a week before I was breaking down missing her. I haven't even had sex since her. She wasn't my first but she will be my last.
The one thing the world may never know is that her first viral song...I was the male singer. Yes, I sing but only for my Tyler. Sometimes in the car I find myself singing to her songs that come on the radio. Tyler is and always will be my happy place even though we don't speak no more. Her singing is enough comfort for me.
Tyler's POV
I was in the studio laughing with my best friend, Natalie, when I get a notification that brings tears to my eyes instantly. Two years. It's been two years since my life changed forever. I don't even have time to cry before my manager guides me into the booth to record my newest song, "Scars To Your Beautiful". It's about how every girl in the world is beautiful no matter their size, age, nor race. Everyone is beautiful not just the famous people of the world.
When I'm done recording, tears are streaming down my cheeks. My manager and Natalie run in and hug me tightly knowing everything that happened in my past.
"Ty, you ready to face the crowd of paps?" My manager asks. I wipe my tears not caring that my eyes are bloodshot and puffy. All I want is Nikolas back. If I only got one more day for the rest of my life to spend with him I would just let him hold me in arms just to feel safe again.
"Tyler!" I hear the paps shout over and over again as I get into the SUV. Natalie takes my hand in hers squeezing tightly.
"It's ok to miss him Tyler. I even miss him even though we were only friends. You aren't the only one hurting. I talked to Dylan and he said that Nikolas hasn't been out of his room all day. You are already ahead of him." She whispers.
"Natalie, why did I have to accept the offer of a lifetime instead of staying with him?" I look at her with hope in my eyes.
"Tyler, this is your dream. Nikolas knew that, he was about to accept it for you if you wouldn't. He knew what the risks were and he was willing to give up his happiness for yours."
"Natalie, I want to take a break from singing. I've lost all my passion for it. It doesn't make me happy anymore."
"Where would you go Tyler? Paparazzi would follow you everywhere in California."
"I want to go back to Florence, Italy."
"For Nikolas?!" She yells looking at me like I have three heads.
"Natalie, my family is there. Not just Nikolas. You are welcome to come with me if you want." I tell her before I tell my driver to drive to the airport.
"Tyler, I would never leave you to do this on your own. We are best friends."
12 hours and 46 minutes later we are getting off the private jet. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• @TylerHernandez
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Why travel alone to your hometown without the #1 bitch in your life? •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "Tyler, how in the hell did you even get access to a private jet?!" Natalie shouts in my ear.
"If you didn't know, Nikolas gave me that private jet the last time we seen each other. He told me that one day I might get so famous that it's hard to travel on a public plane." I tell her as we walk out of the airport to see Nikolas's best friend, Dylan.
"Well if it isn't Tyler Grace Hernandez back in her hometown." Dylan says smiling as her hugs both of the girls.
"He doesn't know you are here does he?" I ask.
"Nope. I just walked out of the house and left." He tells us leading us to his Lamborghini. We get in and he drives towards my family's small house.
"I wish they would have let me get them a bigger home. This place is falling apart." I mumble.
We walk to the front door and I look at the driveway to see a familiar silver Ferrari that I just can't seem to remember where I've seen it at. I open the door and that's when I see the person that the Ferrari belongs to.
