Nine

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Tyler

I hated to see Andrea cry, hell it made me wanna shed a few tears.

She is such a lovely girl and fucking Amanda couldn't mind her business and shut her mouth. That girl never learned when to stop. Oh boy did I know.

After a nice dinner with Andrea and her family, we still hung out. We sat peculiarly close to one another, our body heat was conjoined and made us both twice as warm. We watched 'The Shining' on her laptop until I decided it was late, there was school and I needed to go home and rest.

I went against her father and step mothers protests to drive me home because honestly I needed time alone just to think, what a perfect way to do it while walking in the beautiful streets? It was better than in the back of her parents car or in my bed if I got home too soon.

So she hugged me, I reciprocated and with that I made my way home. The walk was no more than 15 minutes, I'll be fine.

Andrea Paul, where do I even begin to describe this mysterious and magnetic girl? She had this pull on  me that I couldn't break, not that I'm complaining.

I don't know if its the way the corners of her deep blue eyes crinkle when she's giggling or laughing her ass off. Or maybe the way she wears her hair up but throughout the day lets it down because she got bored of it being up.

Was it how she laughs at the most random things, or how serious she could be? Maybe it was the fact she drives me crazy as ever, in the exciting and confusing way of course.

Maybe it was all of the above.

Not to mention her stellar good looks. Her blonde hair with the explosions of color here and there. The way her legs seemed to go on forever which was incredibly sexy if you ask me. The way her piercing blue eyes could stare into mine until she got insecure she turned her head away. I could never get tired of her eyes. Also how she dresses and how her perfect slender body looks great in practically everything.

This girl was on my mind 24/7 and I couldn't be happier.

I finally reached my home and walked inside.

"Hi honey how are you?" My mom is first to ask.

"Good." I smile at her. She looks at me with an odd glance.

"What's got you so giddy?" She asks, a smirk forming on her lips.

"Nothing!" I say nonchalantly.

"It's probably a girl!" I hear my brother Jay yell from the other room. I mentally flip him off.

"Shut up!" I protest playfully, bounding my way upstairs to my bedroom.

..

The next day at school I walk down the hallway, I was pretty early but I didn't mind. I knew Andrea was usually early. Hopefully I can squeeze in some time to see her before our classes start. We had time, I think.

That's when I see her standing at her locker, as usual arranging her books and binders. Her face was monotone. She didn't look happy or sad, which confused me a little.

I make my way over and stand on her right side, waiting for her to notice my presence.

She turns her head slowly to face me, worry etched on her features. Then she sees it's me and her face softens and she shoots me an awkward smile and continues working away at her locker.

"What's up?" I ask, deciding to start our conversation. I can immediately tell something up with her. I can't pinpoint exactly what but something is up. I can tell by her facial expression and her actions.

"Nothing." She forces a painful looking smile before shutting her locker.

Confused as ever, I give her an uneasy, skeptical look. My eyes pierce into hers, trying to tell if she lying or not. I can usually tell if she's lying or not exactly telling the full truth.

I stare so hard into her beautiul eyes. Then suddenly I can see her gaze look lost in mine. I lose myself in her too, I can't help it.

I tug my bottom lip between my teeth which happens to be a bad habit of mine. It was an innocent yet not so innocent look preoccupying my face. I almost smirk when her eyes flicker from my eyes to my mouth all under a millisecond.

This girl drive me nuts, i swear it.

I didn't know at what point when my feelings were this intense. Maybe it was some sort of manifestation that just kept growing and growing? I had no idea. The first day I met Andrea, the day we hung out I felt a different feeling or connection between us. She different than my other friends who were girls I hung out with. I have a pretty good idea of what it could be but its way to early to be throwing around the "L" word.

"Alright.." I reply, realizing I hadn't before. She could tell my tone was very uneasy.

We decide to walk to her class first. No word were spoken but just mentally agreed on it I guess. She insisted many times that she could go alone so I wouldn't be late, but I insisted I go with her. We walk side by side, and I walk so close to her our shoulders touch the whole time. It gives me an electrifying feeling.

All of a sudden I do something that surprises me as well. I put my hand on her lower back, basically guiding her through the sea of people in the hallway.

She glances up at me slightly confused. I hope she doesn't mind the gesture. She just looks confused by it, hell even I am. Why am I doing this? I don't wanna scare her off.. It makes my heart beat hard against my damn ribcage so quick, I need to be extra careful while breathing. (Not literally)

"Should I not do that?" I almost whisper to her, giving her a look of concern.

She simply shakes her head. "No! Don't worry about it." She lets out a small laugh at how worried I got quickly. She gives me a smile, reassuring me that it was fine with her. We find ourselves in front of the  biology room. We prepare to part ways.

"Thanks for the walk here.". She says questioningly, laughing afterwards.

"The pleasure is all mine, m'lady." I reply, tipping my non existent fedora at her, causing her to laugh.

"Thank you again, for last night." She then says. She looked relieved, like she got something off her chest. I also notice her tone became super quiet and awkward. She avoids eye contact with me at all costs and looked down at her converse.

"Don't worry about it Andrea. I'll always be here." I say causing her to look up.

"Have a nice class." I add, smiling at her. She was almost my height. Maybe even at it. It was cute and different.

"You too Ty." She says. That's the first time she has called me Ty ever in our friendship. I was kinda confused at first then smiled contently. I brushed her side as I removes my hand from her back and with that I make my way to my first period class.

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