Where did you Come From?

part 4

Chapter 8: BROOKE

I sat leaned against Tylers chest on the bus ride home.  I was just listening to his steady breathing.  He had fallen asleep almost an hour ago, and I had found an odd comfort in the feeling of his chest rising and falling.  I didn’t understand how I felt so comfortable around him already.  I mean I barely knew him, but I’ve never felt safer in someone else’s arms.  I’ve never felt so attached to someone so quickly.  It was almost embarrassing.  It was embarrassing how everybody could tell.  And it was embarrassing because it seemed impossible that he could be feeling half of what I was.

The competition couldn’t of gone better.  If anything it made Abby like Tyler even more, so that meant he would be dancing with us a lot.  It also, if even possible, made all the girls like him even more.  It was starting to scare me how perfect he was.  How he fit into everything.  How out of nowhere he came.  And how everything about him made me smile. 

Suddenly I felt Tyler wake up.  I looked up into his eyes and smiled, a little embarrassed of what I was just thinking.  The thought of him knowing how I felt about him scared me more then anything.  I was used to having control over my feelings.  This was something totally new.  

“hey,” Tyler said smiling down at me and kissing my forehead, “how long was I out for?”

“Only like an hour.” I said calmly, but I could feel my face turning red.

“Did you sleep babe?” he said yawning as I felt him tighten his grip around me.

I felt butterflies flood into my stomach.  That was the first time he called me that, and I couldn’t help but smile.

I looked up at him and realized I hadn’t even acknowledged that he had said something.

“Sorry” I said, turning redder, but I still couldn’t stop smiling, “no I didn’t.”

To avoid further embarrassment, I ended the conversation by leaning up and kissing him.  I felt him move his hands up to my face.  I don’t know what it was, but it just felt so right kissing him. 

He pulled back, but kept my face in his hands.  He couldn’t even get a word out before I pulled his face back to mine and kissed him again.  It was stupid, but I couldn’t help it.

I felt him chuckle, and I finally pulled back and smiled at him.

“Sorry” I said, turning bright red again.

“don’t be” he said smiling back and moving his hands to my waist.

He leaned back down and kissed me again, but pulled back a few seconds later.

“Is everyone else asleep?” He asked me

“pretty much” I said, still fighting the urge to kiss him

“Can I ask you something then?” he asked as he moved a piece of my hair out of my eyes.

“Sure” I said

I waited and saw Tylers face turn serious.  I suddenly got nervous

“What are we?” he asked

My stomach dropped.  I didn’t have an answer for him…

“what do you mean” I responded, trying to avoid the question all together

“I mean I know how I feel about you.  And I know what I want us to be.  But what are we to you?” he asked

I felt sick.  This is exactly what I was afraid of.  I was afraid of telling him how I felt.  I was too afraid to let him really know what I was thinking.  I didn’t know how to do this.