The Nerd Introduced to the Jocks Parents (In Editing)

Chapter 86

A/N I can't even believe its been a month, between my key bored issues and the fact I had no idea how/what to do on this chapter, I should of been done earlier, but add on work, family, and my depression, but I could name off a hundred excuses, and thats all they would be, not reasons, excuses. BUT none the less... here is the chapter.

For Song Ella Plays -- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WolqGAgiolM Ill cue it in

"You didn't have to help, ya know?" I said cutting the large amount of fruit I had on the table.

"I know that but I want to." He teased, I threw a slice of kiwi at him.

"Neither of you had to help!" Nana said from the kitchen. Nana, Tyler and I were making all of my meals for the next week, something we would have to do each week. Nana would be busy moving all of her stuff, and getting her condo ready. I wasn't allowed to help of course, I was pretty much home-bound at least until the concert/fundraiser. So I helped with the meals, which Nana had mapped out the night before, and Tyler had gone shopping for today. Each meal specifically planned to match the diet plan from my Doctor, and then approved by Mindy.

"Yea, well I feel useless." I grumbled.

"Well, I can use your body, if you don't want it..." Tyler offered, I glared at him.

"Hey Ella!" He yelled a few moments later, obviously struck by and idea.

"What?"

"I heard you got stabbed."

"Well, your up with the times." I snapped.

"Can I stick MY sword in your hole?"

"Tyler, you need to return that pick-up-line book to the library."

"Hey I came up with that one all on my own" He said, obviously offended.

"I figured that."

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"What are you doing?!" I had the towel wrapped around my body, not expecting Tyler to be even home, since he had planned to play ball with everyone, practice for the Football game for the Fundraiser. But there he was a taking a knife to pillows all over my bed, and there I was gaping like a fish.

"Uh.... You showered fast." He said hiding the knife behind his back, I gave him a wary smile.

"Tyler, I think I had enough surprises with knifes." I internally winced at the sore subject, and from Tyler's pale face and the way he dropped the knife as if it had burned him, the joke stung him to.

"Sorry.... Uh..." The awkward silence that had become recurring, well, recurred. Every-time it was brought up either Tyler got awkward or pissed.

"Well, uh, you go get dressed and give me 15mintues..." He looked around anywhere but me.

"Tyler."

"Hmm?"

"Tyler." I said firmly demanding him to look at me.

"Yea Fell?"

"I love you." His face broke out in a grin.

"I love you to." I turned back into the bathroom and waited until I was called out, this time dressed.

"Okay so what is this all ... "The words fell short in my mouth. Tyler stood with a huge ass fan-feather, a plate of grapes sitting on my bed admist all the destroyed pillows and feathers.... then there was Tyler, in low-strung jeans, with no shirt to cover his chest. And the part that made my knee's weak? Instead of a cloth to cover his chest, he had oil rubbed all over his muscles. I couldn't help but stare at his stomach, his chest... his... flesh... Wow.