Adopted by Tyler Oakley

Chapter 2

Alex's pov

We're still driving to his apartment and it starts to get awkward.

"So how old are you?" Tyler asked. "I'm 14." I said. "Oh...well what do you like to do?" He smiles.

"I subscribed to you so I  watch your videos most of the time." I smile back at him.

"Wow. Well thanks for subscribing." He said. "I also like to draw,watch anime, and *mumbles word*" He looked at me confused. "Sorry what was that last word?" He asked.

"I like to...*mumbles*" I said a little quietly. "What?" He asked again. I wanna tell him but he'll tell me to do it. "I like to...sing."

"Wow that's cool! Can you sing for me?" He asks.

"Uh...I don't really feel comfortable singing in front of people...especially you." I said shyly.

"Why especially me?" He asks getting curious. "...well your my favorite YouTuber and my new dad ,the guy I look up to." I said.

"Well it's okay if your not comfortable,nobody's forcing you to sing hun." He smiles. "Thanks." I smile back.

Finally we arrived so we got out of the car. He was holding my stuff. "Its okay I could hold these." I grab my bags from his hands. His apartment was really nice. He led me straight to a room. "This will be you room." He says pushing up his glasses.

"Oh my gosh I love it!" I hug him tightly. I saw he had a small surprise look. I quickly let go of him. "Sorry."I say a little embarrassed. He smiles his awesome smile and surprisingly he hugs me back.

"It's okay if you hug me hun I'm your dad." I smile and hug him back. After a long hug I let go of him and I start unpacking.

"Oh yeah is it ok if I call you Ty or Tyler? I still don't feel comfortable calling you dad." I explain. "You can call me whatever you want hun." He says booping my nose.

"Here I'll help unpack." He takes one of my bags. "Aww thanks Ty." I smile and boop his nose. He opens up the bag and takes out all the clothes inside. I open up the bag in front of me and take out my laptop and charger.

Then I turned to look at Tyler. He had a picture in his hand. I snatch it from his hand. "Sorry um...please don't touch my pictures. I'll put the pictures away okay?" I fake smile.

He just looks at me. "Ok." He finally responds. He continues taking out the stuff in my bag. I don't want to be rude to him.

The picture was a picture of my family. It had my mom and dad with my little brother and me beside them. I kept the picture to remember them.

All of a sudden tears came. I tried to wipe them so Tyler doesn't see me crying but he notices right away.

"What's wrong hun?" He asks rubbing my back. "Nothing I'm fine." I say holding back tears. "It's okay." He says wiping my tears. He sits on my bed and sits me down onto his lap.

"Your okay. Please stop crying." He keeps wiping my tears. I hug him tightly and he pats my back. He lays down in the bed and I hold him tightly then I drifted to sleep and so does he.