infatuated

eight

Once they got to Tyler's house, they went inside and Tyler quickly grabbed her a new shirt as well as a pair of his sweat pants after setting her down in his bed. He pulls the shirt off of her gently, sighing softly as he noticed more bruises covering her body. He keeps quiet, slipping his shirt over her head and her arms before reaching down and pulling the sweat pants up her legs. Paige was drained, she didn't even know what to say at this point, which Tyler understood. He picks her up gently, pulling back the comforter before placing her down on the sheets. He tucks her in, kissing her forehead after he did. "Thank you Tyler.." She says softly, Tyler smiling slightly at her. "Of course. Let me go get you some water okay?" He says softly, turning around and walking out to the kitchen. He comes back with a glass of water, as well as some Excedrin for her head which was surely pounding. Paige thanks him again, taking the pill and downing her water as Tyler sits beside her watching her. He sighs softly, Paige setting her glass on the nightstand. "Okay well.. Let me know if you need anything else okay?" He says before standing up, Paige grabbing onto his arm. "Where are you going?" She asks with her eye brows furrowed, Tyler looking down at her. "I thought I should give you some space is all.." He says before Paige shakes her head. "Stay with me, please." She says softly, Tyler nodding in approval. "Okay, I'll be right back." He says before going to the bathroom, returning soon after in some sweatpants before laying on the opposite side of her.

Tyler grabs the remote beside him, turning on the TV for her as background noise before looking over at her. Her eyes were already staring back at him, staying quiet. "Why are you looking at me like that?" He says with a smile, Paige slowly beginning to smile as well. "Because I can," She says softly. Tyler shakes his head, a smile still plastered on his face. Paige shimmies her way closer to him, Tyler wrapping his arm around her naturally, pulling her in closer to him. She lays her head on his chest, Tyler grabbing onto her thigh to bring her leg across his. Only a few minutes passed by before Paige was fast asleep, Tyler turning his head to admire her as she slept. He kissed her forehead, letting his lips linger for a few seconds before pulling away sighing softly. He finds himself becoming drowsy, struggling to keep his eyes open as he watched the TV. This was a first time in a long time where he wasn't up for hours with thoughts racing through his head. He quickly fell asleep soon after, their bodies tangled up within each other's.

       Tyler wakes up fairly early the next morning, feeling Paige snuggled up next to him. He rubs his eyes, opening them and looking over at her. He sighs softly, kissing her forehead before slowly pulling himself away to get up. He stands up, reaching over and covering her back up with the comforter. Paige was still out like a light, clearly exhausted from the hectic night she had. He goes to the kitchen, making himself a coffee before starting up the stove. He knew she wouldn't have much of an appetite, considering what she was going through, but it wouldn't hurt to try. He makes her small proportions of some breakfast, which included a little pancake with a few berries as well as a couple of pieces of bacon with a small ramekin of syrup. He sets everything up nicely, carrying it into the room and setting it on the nightstand beside her.

       "Paige.." He says softly, placing his hand on her cheek, running his finger lightly across her skin. "Wake up baby.." He says, Paige slowly fluttering her eyes open. She takes a deep breath, slowly pulling herself up. "I made you some breakfast.. You don't have to eat if you don't want to, I completely understand if you don't but you can if you'd like to. Do you want some coffee? I didn't make you one yet, don't want it to make your head hurt more." He says softly, Paige yawning as she sat up. "Thank you.." She mumbles softly, "You really shouldn't have Tyler.." She says looking up at him, letting out a big sigh. Tyler shakes his head slowly, running his hand through her hair as he admires her. "I don't mind at all Paige, really. Please just let me do this for you. Let me get you a coffee, if you want it of course. I can bring you some more headache medicine too." He says, Paige nodding her head a bit. "Okay."

       Tyler walks out, returning soon after with a cup of coffee as well as an Excedrin. He hands it to her as he sits beside her,Paige popping the pill in her mouth before taking a sip of the coffee. She smiles a bit, looking at him. "You even know how to make my coffee." She says, a giggle slipping out of her mouth as he smiles at her. "I sure hope so." He says, Paige setting the mug down before grabbing her plate. She starts to take small bites of her food, Tyler watching her as she does. She gets about half of the plate down, before setting it in her lap looking up at him. "Thank you for picking up your phone. I was scared you wouldn't.." She mumbles softly. "I thought you were Mel, honestly. I'm glad I did pick up the phone... Can I ask why you wouldn't call your dad? You don't have to answer if I'm overstepping." He says, scared it was too touchy of a subject. Paige shakes her head, looking down at her plate before setting it on the nightstand.

       "We just had a falling out... After the coke situation it just got worse.. He caught me with more of it and it went downhill from there. He told me he was gonna disown me so I left. With Jackson. The guy who.. you know." She says throwing her hands up in the air with a shrug. "He's tried to talk to me and make things right but I don't really know what to say. If he finds out what happened he's just gonna use it against me and tell me how stupid of a choice it was. And I don't want to hear it." She says looking back up at Tyler, Tyler sighing softly nodding his head. "I get it. I didn't know that happened Paige I'm sorry. You can stay here as long as you need. Just know that I'm here for you regardless of anything. And I'm sorry for saying what I said last time we talked. That was shitty of me and I really wish I didn't do that." He says, shaking his head before running a hand through his hair. "But I'm here to make up for it."