Siblings (an O2L FanFiction)

The Secret

~Connor~

I've been having a great day with Tyler, all the thoughts of Kian and Abby have floated away and left my mind. Even though those thoughts were gone, there was still something nagging in the back of my mind. It wasn't clear, but it was there.

We were just coming home from hiking and shopping. We were just about to film. "You okay?" Tyler asked for the millionth time today.

"Yes Tyler." I mumbled. He gave me look of unsureness and reliability.

"You know you can tell me... Right?" He asked, pressing on my buttons.

I smiled even though I was completely annoyed. "Yeah."

"And about the whole Abby and Kian making out thing... I won't tell a soul." He swore.

I smacked my forehead. "I just forgot about that!"

He gasped and laughed nervously, "sorry Con." He chuckled at his stupid actions.

"But I appreciate you not telling anyone." I said as I slammed Tyler's front door closed. I sighed an flopped down onto his couch.

"So are you ready to film?" Tyler asked and pulled the headphones from a plastic bag.

"Yeah." I mumbled. So we set up the camera and the chairs and started filming. We laughed and smiled and it was the best time I've had in a while. It was just turning 4 when we ended the video.

I sighed and tears brimmed the edges of my eyes, "I don't want to go home yet." I sighed. I wanted to be there with Abby and the boys but I wanted to stay with Tyler more.

Tyler shrugged, "then don't."

I smiled brightly at Tyler. "Really?"

"Yeah." He smiled back. Oh God, his smile was so adorable. The way his cheeks turned so pink and he flashed all his teeth, it was always a true smile.

Wait... What?

I shook off the thought and sat down beside Tyler on the couch. We decided to watch some movies. Of course, Mean Girls was first.

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I turned my head to look at the wall clock as the credits for Pitch Perfect -our third movie - scrolled down the screen. "Oh my God, Tyler," I laughed and yawned, "it's almost 10."

He sat up with his glasses crooked, he had obviously been napping during our movies. He yawned loudly and stretched, almost hitting me in the face, "what... Really?" He stretched out his words, seeing that he was still yawning.

I nodded. "Oh wow... How long was I out for?" He asked groggily.

"Like.. Half of Pitch Perfect." I laughed and yawned again. It's true, yawning is contagious.

"So what do you wanna do now?" He asked, cuddling the blanket closer to him.

"You know, I really just wanna talk." I admitted shyly.

"Ok... So talk." He said. Obviously he knew something was up but he didn't really know what and honestly, I don't know either.

Then we went on and on and on about random things. For awhile we talked about our lives and such, how we were meeting up with Troye later next month, how we're both going to playlist next month too. Then we started chatting about our family's. For awhile we talked about unicorns or something along those lines.

I looked back at the wall clock again, it was almost midnight. "Holy Crap Ty! We stayed up till midnight!!" I yelled from shock and somewhat amazement. Usually I don't stay up this late and I pass out at like 10. It only felt like 30 minutes not two hours!