Why do I love you *brotato fanfic*

Chapter 3- Connection

A/N: IM SO SORRY I'VE BEEN INACTIVE!! SCHOOL STUFFZ -.- I'm gonna try to be more active though! :)

Sorry about bad grammar, idek :(

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STOP BLUSHING, GOSH! I think to myself. I can't believe this, I don't think I can handle this. I realize I'm staring at him. I unlock the gaze. "So, when and where?" I ask.

"I'll pick you up at let's say, um, 5 pm," he thinks out loud.

"Sure,- WAIT, how will we get there without people noticing," I begin to worry.

"It'll be okay, there's nothing wrong with a little attention," he's trying to calm me down. Does he like me? I think to myself. I hope so and then I hope not. The attention, though. "Can I get your number?" He asks. NO, HE DOES LIKE ME!!!

"Um, I don't really have a phone," I say actually honest.

"And why is that?" He keeps questioning me.

"I never have anyone to call," I say with a tear down my face, I wish I wasn't lonely all the time.

"Oh yeah, I forgot, well do you want a phone?" He offers.

"Yea, but I have no money," I wish we could go to silence. Tyler gets up, grabs my hand and pulls me out of the diner. "Um-" I don't know what's happening but he's practically dragging down the street. He takes me to a retail store. I start to fit the pieces together. "You don't have to do this, you know," I'm trying to change his mind.

"Yeah, I know," he confuses me.

"Why, then," I wish he wouldn't do this.

"Because, because I care," he makes up an excuse. Could you care a little less, I think to myself. His accent is perfect, though. SHUT UP MIND, fack. He pulls me to the electronics and point towards, you guessed it, the phones.

"I can't, like I said, pay for it," I keep trying but I won't succeed, I better just accept his offer.

"I'll pay, you need to be more social, you can't really get more social than a phone," he says.

"Ok, fine, I guess," I accept finally.

He picks one out and pays for it. He opens the packaging and types some stuff in it and gives it to me, along with the instructions. I go through what's in it and he put some phone numbers in it.

"Thanks, I guess," its actually pretty cool.

"No problem, wow it's already 4:45 lez gooooooo," he says. I begin to smile.