The Neighbor (A Tyler Posey Fan Fiction)

Chapter 7

He still kept singing and I giggled at him and he paused the song and he asked "what, is my singing bad or something?"

No, you're just a lot like me," I replied.

"How?" he asked me.

"Well, where should I start, I listen to the same music as you and I have an Instagram and you have one to and I like the show Teen Wolf in which you happen to be on."

He laughed."What," I asked."Well, it's "you, you're funny and I think you're beautiful," he said looking at me top to bottom. "Are you sure you're talking to me?" I asked.

"Yes, I am, is there anyone else in this room?"he asked me.

I blushed and replied "no, and thank you."

"Your welcome and may I have this dance," he asked me as he turned on a slow song.

"How could I say no, you are such a gentleman, Tyler," I said. "Pssh, yeah right," he laughed and I started laughing too.

The song was about 5 minutes long, I wonder if he did that on purpose just to get close to me.

The song ended and he kissed me on the cheek and I blushed and I pulled back and asked "what was that?"

"I thought it would be cool to just kiss you on the cheek before I asked you out,"he replied.

"Are you asking me out?" I asked him.

Maybe I am," he replied. "Dude we just met and you are already asking me out?" I asked him. "Yeah and I'm guessing that's a no and is that so bad?" he asked. "Umm, yes I'll go out with you and no it's not bad at all and I just wasn't expecting this, especially today at this moment," I replied. "So how are we going to tell our parents that we are dating?" I asked him. "I guess we should tell them at dinner," he suggested. "I just don't know how they are going to handle it you know what I mean," I said.

A car pulled in my driveway, my parents. I panicked and said "we should just tell them at dinner, what's the worst that could happen? Well I would just knock on wood so you don't jinx us," he said as he laughed. Someone knocked on the door and Cyndi answered and she said hi to my parents and introduced themselves and Cyndi called Tyler and I downstairs. "What's for dinner?" Tyler asked his mom and then his dad walked in the room and said hi and that his name was John. "Spaghetti," his mom replied.

"Let me take your coats" Mayra said as she grabbed and hung up my parents coats and she nudged Tyler "what?" he asked her. "You are supposed to take there coats instead of flirting with Dakota." she whispered. Cyndi motioned us to go and sit at the table. We all sat down at the table except for Cyndi because she was still cooking the spaghetti.