Tyler POV
"Hey mate. How's it going?" Ashton greets while welcoming us into his home.
"Peachy." Luke says in reply.
"And you're Tyler right?" he turns to me.
"Ya I was at your party a while ago." I tell him.
"Oh ya. I accidentally invited you." he remembers.
"Yup. Well it was fun even though I wasn't really invited." I say sarcastically.
"Hey Ty. Lets go to our room." Luke says.
He grabs our bags and my hand and shows me to our room.
"Come here." Luke says and I walk to his arms.
He kisses the top of my head and sways us back and forth.
"Are you tired baby?" Luke asks me.
I nod my head yes.
"Can I change you into your pajamas?" he asks me.
I nod my head yes again.
"Put your arms up." I follow his orders.
He takes one of his shirts and slips it over my head.
"Can I erm..... Take your bra off?" he says and starts to blush.
I smile at how adorable he is.
"Yes." I say.
He moves his hands up my shirt to move the straps down my shoulders. His hands go to my back to undo the clip. He slips the material off of my body.
He still holds me close and puts his hands to the waist of my jeans. He pops the button and slides them down my legs.
"Tyler i need to tell you something." he says.
"Sure. Anything." I say.
"Well um, seeing Michael on top of you triggered something in me. I can't stand seeing you like that, and um... I think that maybe I...uh love you." he tells me then looks down.
I smile widely at him and wrap my arms around his neck.
"I love you too." I tell him.
I kiss him on the lips with so much love and passion. This kiss is different. Its not just lust. Its love.
I'm happy that we share the same feeling.
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I feel his nasty hands trace my body. The gross feeling causes my stomach to tumble around.
"Michael please no!" I cry out.
"Shh Tyler. I'm enjoying my time with you." he says and enters
I cry out in pain. I've lost it. I'm nothing.
"Now that I'm done with you, I don't need you anymore." He says.
I see him pull out a gun.
"No Please Michael." I beg.
He holds the gun to my forehead.
"Goodnight Tyler." he stickers.
He pulled the trigger.
I wake up from that horrid dream. I'm in a puddle of my own sweat and tears. I sit up and try to handle my sobbing.
Luke opens the door with a tray of pancakes. He looks at me and sees my tear stained face.
"Tyler what's wrong?" he asks running to me.
"I h-had a b-bad dream." I hiccup.
I start to cry again just remembering it.
"Shh. Its okay." he soothes rocking me back and forth.
My crying starts to slow down.
"Are you hungry? I made you pancakes." he says.
I nod and he places the pancakes in front of me and I start to devour them.
"So I was thinking we could do something today." he says to me.
"What were you thinking?" I ask him.
"Lets go and get matching tattoos."
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Short chapter. Sorry.
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Fanfiction"Shut up! You don't know anything about me you little brat!" He screamed back. "So tell me about you so I will understand." Bold move Tyler. He could be a killer. He beat up that guy. "If I did you would run and hide. You would be terrified." He c...
