Don't

Chapter 1

Bliss. That's what I feel this morning as I start to wake up. Pure, utter bliss. My eyes flutter open as I start to become aware of my surroundings. I stretch and yawn and then release my muscles and look at the sunlight pouring in my window. I see all the dust particles and yellow sunlight and I feel--happy for once. There's no noise other than the sounds of my dogs lightly snoring next to me. I stay that way for a while, just observing the dust shining in the light and listening to my dogs, thinking about absolutely nothing.
I reach for my phone and see the time: 9:42. Good thing today's Sunday and there's nothing to do except a couple small errands and chores.
I get up and go to the bathroom and brush my teeth and look at my reflection in the mirror, my dirty blonde waves slightly disheveled and my hazel eyes looking semi-bloodshot.
I pop in my contacts and my eyes start looking more normal. I spray some water on my hair to make sure I have no fly-aways and then start doing my makeup. I decided to keep it less heavy today and settled for a warm brown eyeshadow in the crease, some mascara, and some baby lips for moisture and a tad bit of color.
I throw on a pair of jeans and some random band t-shirt and some converse before grabbing my keys and purse and heading out the door.
I get in my car and start heading to the grocery store when a song comes on the radio that I've never heard before. Something called "Stressed Out"? Who's this band? I wonder. They're incredible. Their lyrics are amazing and it's the type of song that will get stuck in your head all day, but not in the annoying way.
The DJ comes back after the song and says "AAAAANNNNNDDD THAT my friends was the INCREDIBLE Twenty One Pilots! Speaking of Twenty One Pilots, they're also coming to town tomorrow! There's only a couple more tickets left, so get them before they sell out!"
I might go try and get some tickets later if they're not too expensive. They HAVE to be amazing if they have a song like that.
  I arrive at the grocery store and rush in, trying to hurry because I loathe shopping and I have other things to do. I quickly grab some body wash, shampoo and conditioner (the family size because my hair's so long), some eggs, and cereal and practically ran to the self checkout.
  As I'm rushing to the self check-out, somebody runs into me. My groceries went everywhere because I thought it'd be a good idea to just carry everything instead of get a cart.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" the man who ran into me frantically exclaims as he stops to help me pick my things up. I hear him whisper an "Oh shit" when he looks up at me with the crushed eggs in his hands saying "I'm so sorry, ma'am, I'll go get you some more eggs." Before I could stop him, he was already gone, getting me more eggs.
I gathered the rest of my things in my arms as the man comes striding back with more eggs for me.
  "Again, I'm so sorry. What's your name?" He asked as he handed me the eggs. It was the first time I'd really looked at him since he ran into me. He was pretty cute. Actually, scratch that, he was fucking gorgeous. His cocoa colored brown hair was in a perfect (yet somehow messy) quiff on top of his head and his light brown eyes were as deep as the ocean. He was kinda tall and lanky and adorable yet incredibly sexy at the same time. He was amazing. 
He cleared his throat, looking at me expectantly. "Your name?" He repeated.
  "O-Oh I-I'm sorry. It's Aria." I managed to stutter out.
He stuck out his hand and said "That's a beautiful name, Aria. Perfect for someone like you. I'm Tyler." Did he just inadvertently call me beautiful? What does that mean?
  I shook his hand and drew my hand back quickly after. The way he said my name made my stomach twist in knots. His voice was perfect. It sounded strangely familiar...
  His voice interrupted my thoughts. "Well, it was nice to meet you, Aria, but I'm afraid I have to go."
  "WAIT!" I shouted, a little over-enthusiastically. He turned around and I blushed, realizing I had nothing to say. I just didn't want him to leave yet.
  "Um... Thank you, again. Is there any way we can maybe talk again?" How was I saying this? I've literally never been able to talk like this. What happened to the shy, anxious Aria?
  He chuckled and said a very confusing "Well, I live around here, near Columbus actually, but I don't exactly stay in the same place for very long. I can give you my number, is that okay?"
  I nodded my head swiftly and handed him my phone, as I was too nervous to say or do much else. He chuckled again and shook his head as he was entering his phone number. Why was he shaking his head? Did he think I was desperate?
  "Well, I really have to go now." He said, looking up at me, smiling, "We'll talk soon?"
  I flushed and nodded my head, smiling back at him. He laughed silently and walked away. And that was the first time I ever met Tyler.