Bestfriends Forever.
Just bestfriends that spoke like lovers.. and that seemed to be enough for two teenagers who were scared to love one another.
Emilia (Emily) Winters and Tyler Cavill.
The two have been unseparated since they're born. First step...
You're on your way home. After stocking some sugarcanes and burgers to take home, you and Tyler find yourselves stealing glances at each other. Everytime Tyler looks at you—you're not looking, everytime you look at him—he's looking at the road, back and forth—until.. finally you both look at each other at the same time!
The two of you stare at each other for a moment—until you break away out of embarrassment, each stifling a grin threatening to escape from your mouths. Awkward, you switch your attention to the radio.
Can we just sit down, have a little conversation? Yeah, I wanna talk it out 'cause I'm all up in my feelings~
But the radio played 24/7 by Celina Sharma. Hesitantly looking at Tyler.. you find him already looking at you in a suppressed grin.
I never felt this before and I just wanna feel some more~ We used to keep casual~ Now I wanna just be yours—
Tap!
So you change the radio.
I got vampire tendencies biting your neck~ Sweat dripping down—
Tap!
In panic, you change again—hand retracting from the screen awkwardly. From beside you, Tyler holds in a chuckle so bad a grin already visible on his face. Embarrassed, you look away to the window and curse to yourself. But then–
I'ma take the time to get to know you~ 'Cause I'm interested baby, baby~
T—!
But before your finger grazes the screen—he grabs it and brings it down to his thighs! You snap your head to him in a startle, eyes wide at this sudden gesture. And instead, you find him already grinning devilishly back at you as he chuckles,
"Hey,"
And I've been holding back these feelings for you~
"Not this one,"
His hazel eyes bore into you.. and you can't help but feel enchanted. Because now your eyes roam around, from his eyes.. to his perfectly angled jawline.. to his midnight jet black hair dancing around his perfect face.. to his..
'Cause I don't think the time's right~
As if liking your reaction to his gesture.. his grin turns into a smirk.. before he mutters under his low voice..
But I still wanna give it a try~
"This one's my favorite."
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"How's Stanford, bro?!"
Sitting in your living room, in front of the TV watching Die Hard, you both chat. You're in your dad's lazyboy, and he's on your mom's sofa. The coffee table between you is littered with Burger Bros wrappers and fries. Tumba walks by to the pet food, joining you in your food galore. Delightfully, you chew on a burger while sipping sugarcane juice from the cup holder.
