dream boy//[t.j.]

New Song.

one month later

trimester: 2 (week 23)

"are you ready to go?" tyler asked me. i was getting the last of my things together, so we could finally leave the hospital and go home. tyler was able to leave the week before, but even then he spent most of his time with me. i smiled.

"i've been ready since the moment i woke up from that coma. let's go." i said. tyler took my hand and we left the room.

my mom left two days earlier. she had wanted to stay longer but i was already better and she had to get back to italy. she promised she would come back soon after the babies were born.

although i was still upset about loosing one of the babies, each day was easier. nobody judged me for being so upset, which i was grateful for. it took me over two weeks to accept the fact that it wasn't my fault the baby didn't make it.

tyler signed me out of the hospital because it hurt to crouch down. being five months pregnant, i was already huge. i knew if i grew any bigger, i'd probably be waddling like a penguin.

we left the hospital, rushing right to the car. to say i wasn't nervous about riding in the car, would be a complete lie. but i trusted tyler, and i couldn't hide forever.

once tyler turned the ignition on, he looked at me.

"ready?" he asked.

"of course." i replied. he pulled out of the parking lot and i watched as he drove.

i could tell tyler was being careful while driving. i knew he blamed himself for the accident. he never told me that, but i knew that was because he knew i would tell him it wasn't his fault. it really wasn't. he wasn't the one speeding, it was the other guy who was driving the black van.

eventually, i decided to plug the aux cord into my phone. i decided to play 'build me up, buttercup'. it was mine and tyler's unofficial song. we danced to it one night alone on tour. that was the night i truly realized i had fallen in love with him.

we both sang to it quietly, with smiles on our faces. for the first time in weeks, i felt true happiness. with tyler.

we finally made it home after about twenty minutes. i got out of the car and went to the trunk to grab my belongings. tyler then stopped me.

"don't worry, i can carry them for you." he assured me. i quickly kissed his cheek before heading inside.

everything seemed exactly the same. maybe a tad cleaner, from all the free time tyler had. i went out to the kitchen to grab a glass of water while i waited for tyler to come in.

when tyler came inside, i rushed to him and grabbed my bags.

"you carried them inside, i'm carrying them to our bedroom." i told him.

"fine." he agreed.

i went to put the bags in my room and then decided to put my clothes away. tyler came in and lay on our bed, watching me.

"feels good to be home, doesn't it?" he asked. i nodded silently.

for some reason-out of absolutely nowhere-i felt huge waves of emotion crash down on me. two months ago, tyler and i were happily riding in the car discussing baby names for our three babies and singing to music. now, one less baby and a coma later, we were unpacking from a hospital. it just two months.

i dropped the article of clothing in my hands and broke down into tears. tyler immediately rushed to my side, engolfing me in a hug.

"what's wrong, baby? don't cry, you're okay." tyler comforted me.

"s-so much has happened." i said.

"i know. it's not our fault, we couldn't help it." he told me, soothingly.

"a coma..the baby..it's only been two months." i cried.

tyler was silent for a few moments, soothingly rubbing his fingers through my hair. he eventually faced me, looking into my (e/c) eyes before speaking.

"i wasn't going to show you this until i was done but, i started writing you a song. should i show you what i have so far?"

my eyes widened with excitement at his words. i wiped my cheeks and smiled.

"you w-wrote me a song?" i asked.

"i've only started it..it's the first one i've started for the new record. i don't know what the record is going to be called or even when i'm going to write more songs for the record, i just know that this song is going to be on there." tyler told me. my smile grew wider. the breakdown i previously had already felt like a distant memory.

"play it for me."

"you have to follow me out to the piano."

tyler and i got up and walked down to the basement. that was where he kept all his music so he could practice at home.

i sat on the couch next to the piano and he sat at the piano. he took a deep breath before he began to play for me.

"sometimes you gotta bleed to know, that you're alive and have a soul. but it takes someone to come around, to show you how she's the tear in my heart. i'm alive. she's the tear in my heart. i'm on fire. she's the tear in my heart. take me higher, than i've ever been."

tyler looked at me and smiled. i immediately ran up to him, hugging him tightly. the song was the prettiest thing i had ever heard him sing.

"i take it, you like it?" he asked, laughing slightly.

"i don't like it." i replied, pulling away. hurt spread across his face as he looked down.

"oh..oka-"

"no, i don't like it. i love it."