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Part 4 {Familiarity}

(A/N:) I really appreciate all the feed back and for those who commented, voted and read the last few parts; thanks <3

Anyway, let's get into it, shall we?

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Tyler's POV:

Tomorrow morning.... Eight o'clock.... Grocery store parking lot.... Bright blue eyes....

A loud, mechanical beeping woke me from my dreams and I sprung out of bed to find myself in the hotel room I had rented the day previous. I recounted my dream...the one about Joe and chewed the inside of my cheek with frustration. It was such a good dream; one of the best I've had in years. If not, the only dream I've had in years. Angrily, I slammed my palm down onto the alarm clock, silencing its annoying chirp. With a groan, I shuffled into the bathroom to get ready for the day. Why was I so upset? I was going to meet up with an insanely beautiful person and here I am, wallowing in my own anger and self pity. I tried to lighten up, puffing out my chest and flashing the mirror a few smiles and smirks, trying to decide how to greet Joe.

Should I come on strong, flirtatious? Or smart and inviting? I shrugged, deciding that I should at least take a shower first.

Turning on the water, I peeled away my pajamas and stepped in, nearly scalding myself with the hot water. "Ah, fuckin' hell!" I hissed and rushed to turn the temperature down. Once I deemed the water to be to my liking, I carried on with my shower; shampoo, condition, wash, shave, done.

I stepped out onto he cold tile floor, feeling refreshed.

It didn't take me very long to dry my hair and go to my suit case to get a clean set of clothes. Looking through my wardrobe, I realized I hadn't really packed any date worthy outfits, not that it really was a date or anything. Just an outfit for a nicer occasion I guess.

I pulled out what I considered to be a decent outfit and put it on. It was a simple blue, white and black plaid button up shirt with a pair of dress-casual jeans and black dress shoes.

I took a moment to admire myself in the mirror before picking up my glasses. I took them off and put them on several times over before finally deciding on contacts.

After what felt like forever, I finally felt ready to go, walking from the bathroom to retrieve my wallet and car keys. I looked over at the clock to see it was already 7:45  and I had to be in the parking lot at 8. "Ffffffffffffuuuuuuu" I ran out of my room, nearly slamming the door behind me as I went, deciding it'd be faster to take three flights of stairs head on rather than wait for a slow ass elevator. In no time at all, I was in the drivers seat of my (rented) lambo and already had the key in the ignition.

I nearly drove past the grocery store parking lot but stopped myself and did a quick turn, pulling into one of the many empty parking spots.

From across the lot, I could see a familiar black Honda, the one Joe was in yesterday, to be exact. I turned off my car and ran over to where he was parked, striding up to the passenger door side. I knocked on the window, causing Joe to jump in surprise.

He's spacey, but I like that.

He gave me a small, awkward smile  and reached over to unlock the door and let me in. "Hey," I greeted, "so, Mr. Tour Guide, where're we headed?" I asked and he chuckled lowly, almost a if he was hiding it.

"What'd you wanna see? We got some beaches, palm trees an' more beaches." Joe joked, causing me to laugh slightly.

"Ya' know, I heard that the seagulls are especially beautiful this time of year." I said sarcastically.

Joe covered his mouth slightly, muffling his laughter. He was definitely hiding it, but why?

Damn, does this man intrigue me.

He cleared his throat and looked away. "We should probably get going." He stated.

"Yeah, sure." I said, watching as he shifted the car into drive and pulled out of the parking lot.

I couldn't help but wonder about Joe. What made him so intriguing?
His face... No.
His eyes... maybe?
His personality... A bit.

His voice......

His voice was so captivating. It drew me in from the moment he opened his mouth in the grocery store after dropping his wallet. It was so unique...so familiar. It reminded me of home, of YouTube, of my friends.

But why? What about his voice made me feel that way?

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(A/N:) Is Tyler finally figuring it out?? The world may never know . But wait! What's that?. *illuminati music plays in the background* it's....it's.... OMG IT'S -

a bunch of gay ass Tubers the end

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