Love In The Rain(bad boy, good girl)

12-#bestiesforlife

CORAS POV

I wake up. Where am I? I take a look at my surroundings.

Did I fall asleep by willow? Well... It's not the first time.

I take a look over to my right. Tyler? Ohhh... So me telling him about my entire relationship with a tree wasn't a dream. Oh...

He is still sleeping. What time is it? It's a Thursday which means it's a school day. Oh no. I can't miss school.

I shake Tyler awake. "I'm up. I'm up." He sits up. He looks around confused about his surroundings. I don't even remember falling asleep.

"We are gonna miss school. If we don't go -" I interrupt my own sentence with a sneeze. I sneeze again and rub my nose.

"Are you okay? You sound sick." He raises an eyebrow.

"No. Im not- *ah... Ah choo*" I sneeze again.

"Okay. Let's get you home. Maybe sleeping outside with morning dew isn't a good idea." He says and we both stand up and head home.

"How come your not sick?" I ask on our way home. "I never get sick." He says. "But you were just sick last week from school." I cross my arms and sneeze again.

"I wasn't sick. I just didn't show up." He chuckles and shake his head. I narrow my eyebrows but I say nothing.

We reach my house. And he follows me inside.

I call my mom and tell her I'm sick. She is at work still. She wasn't happy with the idea of me being sick, but she lets me stay home since I sneezed like 3 times in thirty seconds.

I hang up and grab some fuzzy blankets from the closet and fall onto the couch. I notice Tyler in my kitchen raving my fridge.

"What? What are you doing?" I use my elbows to prop myself up.

He pops up out of the fridge with a muffin in his mouth.

I pause at what I see. I am afraid I might explode. How did he find my secret stash of muffins that I hide in the way back of the fridge where nobody looks.

"Um Tyler. What is in your mouth." I try to stay calm knowing well enough  that that was my last muffin.

"Mirph muf ph." He try's to say with a mouth full of deliciousness.

"I'm sorry. What was that? Did you say that you are raving my fridge and eating my last thing of glory. And I can't get more until my mother comes back, which won't be until next Thursday?" I sarcastically say.

"No. I'm just eating some cupcake. Oh by the way you forgot to put some frosting on his one." He takes another bite of what was supposed to be in my mouth.

"That is not a cupcake. THAT IS A MUFFIN AND THAT IS MY MUFFIN." I lost my chill.

I jump off my couch and tackle him. He was so shocked that he didn't have time to defend himself.

It was too late. He had eaten the whole muffin.

"What the heck. Not yours. Mine. My food. My house. Why are you still here? Don't you have school to go to?" I say too fast.

"Well I over heard that your mom isn't here and you are sick so I figured you could use some help." He shrugs.

I am still on top of him. I accidentally sneeze in his face.

"Dude, are you trying to get me sick too?" He wipes his face-off and I start laughing uncontrollably. "Sorry. Well, you deserve that you ate my muffin. " I can't stop laughing.

"You sneeze like a kitten. It's weird." He says getting off the floor.

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Tyler makes me some soup and he puts on the movie Frozen. "Really? This movie? " I laugh at Tyler. "It's a good movie." He smiles. "Plus I thought all chicks like frozen. They always talk about that Olof guy." He says and sits on the couch next to me.

"I think they only like Olof. Just like they only likes the minions in the movie despicable me." I shrug. I wasn't really into those things. I mean sure olof is cute and the minions are adorable but I don't fangirl over them.

We watch the movie frozen anyways. I forgot how funny it was. After the movie is done and we eat our soup, it's only 10:00 am. "What do you want to do?" Tyler finally breaks the silence after watching the credits go by. "I don't know. I could really use some muffins right now. Make me muffins." I pout remembering that he ate my last muffin.

We head to the kitchen and I pull out all the ingredients of the muffins. Tyler does the mixing I do the measuring. I have preset the oven and when the muffin mix is ready I put it in the oven and we pull out my drawer of games. "You have the game truth or dare? I wanna play. Let's play." He begged and we ended up playing it.

"Truth or dare?" He asks me "truth." I play it easy. "If you could be anyone in the World for a day. who would it be?" He asks.

"I would be harry styles. Not only do I want to know what it feels like to be a guy but also want to be the best looking guy ever and plus he has an amazing angel like voice."

"Really. Out of all the people you choose Harry styles? You're such a girl." He shakes his head.
"Whatever. My turn truth or dare Tyler?" "Dare!" He raises his eyebrows with excitement.

I pick a dare dare for him to do. "Do a cartwheel." He laughs.

He stands up, puts his hands above his head. Instead of A cart wheel he tumbles over and  tipped over the TV stand with the soup bowls and one of the bowls breaks.

I laugh at him for about five minutes straight. "You can stop that now. Truth or dare?" He makes me stop laughing to answer his question. " truth." I say.

"You already chose truth. Do a dare." He folds his arms. "Fine. Dare." I pout.

"Ok I dare you to let me take a picture of us and post it to all of your social media sites with any caption I want." He grins. who made these cards?

I have to admit that was a pretty good one. We take a selfie together and he posts it to all of my sites and it has the caption of hanging out with the best person ever. #bestiesforlife!

I groan at the picture he took. My nose was red and stuffy and my eyes have bags underneath and my hair is a complete mess. Meanwhile Mr. Perfect has a perfect face.

"Truth or dare?" I ask him. "Truth." He goes with.

"Who do you like?" I ask smiling. I wanna know who he likes so I can tease him about it.

He looks down for a minute and then looks me directly in my eyes. "I-" the beeper went off on the oven. The muffins were ready.

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