Chasing My Dreams

Chapter 5

Semi edited.

~~~Tyler's pov~~~

My alarm goes off making me wish I could hit snooze, but I can't since it's the first day of school.

I pull back my covers and grab a pair of gym shorts I have on the floor since I sleep naked, and even though I'm comfortable walking around naked in from of my team when we're in the locker room, I won't do that at home because there are usually girls around that my roommates have slept with, and I don't want them seeing what I have working with, the only woman I'd ever want to see me naked is Charlotte.

You're probably thinking I'm a pussy or something, maybe I should be going out and fuck anyone with a pussy to make me forget about her, but I could never.

When you love someone so strongly just thinking about being intimate with another woman makes you feel sick to your stomach.

So yeah, you can call me a pussy all you want, but I'm as loyal as they come and that's hard to come by these days.

After I take a quick piss I head downstairs to the kitchen where I find one of the guys house guests getting water. They try to flirt with me, but I shut it down immediately and grab a pop tart and a bottle of water, bringing it back up to my room.

I come back to my room and lock my door because if I don't I might have some girl try to come in, it's happened before.

I put my pop tarts on my nightstand next to a picture of Ace, Charlotte, and I one forth of July when we were kids.

~~~Flash back~~~

I try to fall asleep, but I keep hearing fireworks down the street.

I toss and turn trying to fall asleep, but even with my pillow over my head, I can still hear the fireworks.

I get off my bed to look out the window to see the fireworks lighting up the sky from the house down the beach.

Getting an idea, I make my bed to look like I'm sleeping under the covers and do it as quickly and quietly as I can so I don't wake up Ace, but I don't think I have to worry about that because he's snoring almost as loud as the fireworks going off.

Once I'm done I go to my bag and grab my sneakers and quietly put them on.

I tiptoe out of the bedroom and gently close the door then tiptoe down the hallway to Charlotte's room.

I'm so nervous because this is the first time I'm asking her to come hangout with me by ourselves, usually Ace is with us.

I pace back and forth in front of her door.

What if she doesn't want to hangout with just me?

Maybe she doesn't even like me.

I know it's wrong, but I've had a crush on her for the past year. She's 3 years younger than me, but she makes me really happy and she's really pretty. When she laughs or smiles at me I get this weird feeling in my tummy like I'm on a rollercoaster and it's going down, I don't know what they are but my mom says they're called butterflies, I like that feeling.

I take a deep breath and let it out, then I raise my hand to knock on her door.

After a few minutes she answers the door. "What are you doing here?" She whispered.

Her blonde hair is a little messed up and she's wearing her pink and blue unicorn pajamas just like I'm wearing my Miami Hea PJs.

"I can't sleep."