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The good news was, I had only thrown up twice in the last two hours. The bad news was that the two times I did throw up it went over a piece of furniture.
I apologised over and over again, trying to wash the vile liquid off the pillow in the kitchen sink, he insisted it was fine, but he looked really grossed out.
We sat watching episode after episode of catfish hardly speaking unless we were making remarks.
Just as the guy that this girl was dating online revealed that he was actually a girl, Tyler turned to me.
"Noah." He said
"Yeah?" My eyes were drifting from him to the TV, my attention divided.
"Noah, eyes on me."
I sighed and made eye contact with him.
"Can we go shopping?"
"I don't feel like moving," I pleaded with him.
"The fresh air will make you feel better, I promise. And Connor can carry you," he pushed on, grinning.
"I will not be doing any carrying, thank you very much!" Shouted Connor from my bedroom, where he was filming a video.
"See."I said, hugging my knees.
"I'll carry you then." Tyler stood up and grabbed my foot.
He tugged at my trainer and I felt myself slowly slipping off of the couch. One more pull and I would fall off.
Tyler smiled evilly at me.
"Fine," I sighed standing up slowly for the sake of my nausea and Tyler's furniture.
***
Tyler parked outside of Walmart.
"Why are we here?" I moaned
"I said I wanted to go shopping!" Exclaimed Tyler, killing the engine.
"Not this kind of shopping"
Tyler ignored me and grabbed my hand. We skipped like children inside.
I eyed the freezer section, imagining putting my throbbing forehead against the cool glass of the freezers. Tyler must have noticed the longing in my eyes because he told me to wait there for him while he picked up a few items.
I leaned my head against the freezer and smiled. It was just as soothing as I expected.
I heard a voice from behind me but chose to ignore it. I was in my element.
"Hello?"
Ugh
I removed my head reluctantly and turned around to see PJ towering above me.
"H-hey," he stuttered
I gaped at him. The last time I saw him was at his hotel room. A memory I wasn't too fond of.
"Why are you still in LA?" I whispered
"I'm flying home soon. And by home I mean London," he said staring at his hands
"Oh"
He nodded very slowly, as if he was trying to remember something.
"Oh yeah!"
He shoved his hand in his back pocket and pulled out a crumpled sticky note.
"I'm happy for you. But there will always be a part of me that will love you as much as I did before," he glanced over my shoulder. "Maybe I'll see you around." Before turning away he pressed the sticky note in my palm.
"Who was that?" Said Tyler suddenly appearing at my side with an armful of stuff
"Just a fan of Troye's" I mumbled
"Troye has 6"3 male fans?" Tyler raised an eyebrow at me.
I shook my head, but he seemed to understand that I didn't want to talk about it.
As Tyler dumped his stuff on the conveyor belt, I opened the note.
Dear PJ,
I understand you slept with my sort-of girlfriend not so long ago. I also understand that she was your girlfriend too, a while ago but, I'm telling you now we belong to each other.
So stay the hell away from her.
All the best,
-T.S

My eyes welled up as I read the note over and over again. I studied the scrawl of his handwriting carefully. It looked as though he was in a rush. I pushed the note into my back pocket, my hand touching the photo I had shoved in there earlier.
I looked down at the conveyor belt, watching it move jerkily. Then my eyes drifted over a small rectangular box. I couldn't make out what it was. I leaned forward over the cart and strained to read it.
At last I read the two words printed plainly on the box.
"Tyler!" I whirled to face him
He looked up from his phone, puzzled.
"Why the hell are you buying a pregnancy test?!"

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I kinda feel bad for PJ oops.
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