Always Be There(A Kktato fanfiction)

The Man

Kyle's P.O.V.
When we got in the car, Tyler asked me to drive. So I did. Tyler sat in the passenger seat and Lizzy was buckled up in the back. Tyler kept looking around anxiously. It was starting to freak me out.
"Babe, what's going on?" I asked. Tyler finally looked at me. "I think there is someone after Lizzy."

Tyler's P.O.V.
"What!?" Kyle exclaimed. I nodded. "I don't know if I'm imagining it or not, but I keep seeing a man with white eyes." I said. Kyle smirked at me. "Everybody has white eyes, Tyler." He said.
I shook my head. "No, I mean he has white eyes! No pupils or irises at all!" I said. Kyle pulled into the gas station parking lot and parked the car. "Okay what are you talking about?" He said.
I explained what happened before Alesa showed up and when I saw the man in the car. Kyle looked confused. "So you saw him, but then it turns out he was actually someone else?" Kyle asked. I nodded.
"But it only gets weirder. Lizzy was afraid of him." I said. Kyle started driving again. "Little kids are scared of everything Tyler." He said. "Its probably nothing." I sighed. Maybe he is right... Maybe it is nothing...
I glanced out the window. On the sidewalk next to us was a man. His eyes were white. "There he is!" I exclaimed. I pointed at him, but as soon as I did, he vanished into thin air.
Kyle slammed in the breaks. "Tyler are you fucking insane!?" He shouted. I kept staring out the window as Kyle started driving again. "Jesus fucking Christ! You're gonna get us all killed..."

Kyle's P.O.V.
Tyler was acting weird. Very weird. A lot weirder than normal. The moment we got home, he kept looking around outside as if he was expecting someone to jump out and attack him. He must be sick or something. Sleep deprived. There's no way he is actually seeing this guy.
Tyler carried Lizzy into the house and set her down on the couch. Then he went upstairs. I shook my head and put the bags on the table. Then I started putting food away.
"Kyle?" I heard Lizzy say. I turned to look at her. "What?" I snapped. Lizzy was standing in the doorway that lead to the living room. She looked very upset. "I'm hungry." She said. I sighed.
"I'm making food. Don't worry."

Tyler's P.O.V.
I know what I saw! He is following us! Maybe he is a ghost or something... I looked around the room from where I sat on my bed. Or maybe I'm just going crazy... I need to get my mind off of this...
I slid off the bed and left the room. Then I went into my recording room where my guitar was. Whenever I was stressed, I would go and play my guitar. The beautiful instrument sat just where I left it by the window.
I sat down and picked it up, strumming a few strings. I gotta get this off of my mind. I thought. I grabbed a pick and started to play a song. I hummed along with it.
A few minutes later, there was a creak at the door. I looked up. It was Lizzy. "What dat?" She asked pointing at my guitar. "Its my guitar." I said. "I can play music with it." Lizzy sat down next to me and touched the strings. "Pway music?" She said.
"Uh huh." I said. I moved away from her slightly and positioned my hand on the strings. Then I played another song. Lizzy leaned against me. I felt that feeling again.
Security. Happiness. Maybe even love. Whatever it was, I felt it right then. It was a feeling I didn't want to let go. Ever.