Broken

| 33 | Mine

The guy shown in the picture above, makes the best poetry. Seriously, follow him on Instagram. He's been a favorite of mine for awhile now.

~*~

I walk into the school building and head towards my locker. Tyler waits for me there, and I smile when I see him. He is my instant stress reliever.

"How did it go yesterday?" he asks me as he stands up against the lockers.

"It went good. She prayed with me." I say as I start to put my things away.

"I didn't know you were religious." he says to me, and then I remember. Tyler sleeps around a lot. Like a lot. He's slept with many girls before he tied himself down to me. He cusses like a sailor. He doesn't exactly act religious so to speak.

"Does that bother you?"

"Of course not. I believe in a God, I've just always had trouble figuring out which one I believe in. There's so many religions, sometimes it's just hard to decide which one I want to follow." he says, and I grab his hand and smile at him.

"You'll figure it out. You always do." I tell him and kiss his cheek. I watch as his face turns red.

"What are you blushing at?"

"You just make me a little crazy." he says in weird tone, but it doesn't last for long before he's pulling me in by the waist and kissing my lips. I can feel the desperation in the way he holds me to him with every inch of his lips all over mine.

I lay both of my hands on his chest and push him away, leaving him completely confused.

"Apparently, making you want me is the way to go." I say to him, referring back to the movie theater.

"No, baby please. I need you!" he says as I start to walk away but he pulls me back. Just when I thought I had the upper hand he's doing it. Those sexy eyes and those rippling muscles. He's gorgeous, and he has all the control. He knows it too. I think that's part of his undeniable charm.

"I'm gonna come over tonight." he says with a wild smirk playing at his lips. I would love to smack it right off of him.

"Well someone is excited." I tell him as I roll my eyes.

"Excited to be alone with you." he says as his voice drops in a way that makes my knees become weak.
He steps closer to me, and his hands grip my waist tightly, making my breath suddenly disappear.

"You're not gonna get any."

An incredibly sexy smirk consumes his features before he presses his lips to mine as he twines a hand in my hair and his tongue goes deeply into my mouth, exploring it all. I feel my entire body become numb, but I do realize that we are in school, and I push him away from me. As much as I want this, I can't have it now.

"Like I said. You're not gonna get any."

~*~

I've been laying on my bed for the past three hours thinking about my entire life.

Who would have bought any of this would  happen to me? Months ago, I never would have thought that Tyler Smith, the most popular guy in the school, would notice my scars and make friends with me. I never would have thought that I would fall in love with him. So hopelessly in love with him. All of the nights spent watching movies, going to bowling alleys, going to the carnival, and riding up on a Farris wheel, all led up to this.

Tyler is finally mine. He knows that I love him. My secret is no longer a secret or a burden anymore. I no longer have to keep it in. I have him. I finally have the one person that makes me smile brighter than everyone ever could.

The doorbell rings, and I rush downstairs to get it. I'm more than eager to see him.

I open the door, and I fight back a grin when I see Tyler standing there. He could wear he ugliest clothing and still look good. He wears a tight white t-shirt and basketball shorts. A backwards SnapBack is placed on top of his head, and it shocks me on how unbelievably hot he looks with one on.

"Hey." he says with a cute smile. He has perfect teeth. His smile has got to be the most inviting thing about him. You know, besides his charm, sarcasm, kindness, and his biceps of course.

"Hi." I say trying to keep my feelings all in. My nerves are all over the place right now. That always happens when I'm around him.

"Am I allowed in?" he asks with a laugh, and I can't help but grin as I step aside and let him inside.

He steps dangerously close to me, and I feel my breath escape my lungs completely as he does. He leans down next to my ear, and his breath makes goosebumps trail down my spine.

"I am going to make it incredibly hard for you to not give me any, tonight." he says as he kisses my ear and starts upstairs.

As soon as he is out of sight I cover my mouth with my hand and squeal. He drives me absolutely insane. Absolutely insane. It's like he enjoys watching me go crazy over him. My heart racing, nearly out of my chest, my whole body turning to jelly. He has me wrapped around his finger.

I make my way upstairs and go up to my room. Tyler is waiting for me on the bed with that wicked grin on his face.

He pats the spot next to himself, and I slowly make my way over to him. I sit down next to him and he wraps an arm around me. I fall into his hold, and never in my life have I felt so much comfort and safety. Because now, when he's hugging me or holding me, the pain is no longer there. The pain of feeling he is not mine. Because now, he is mine.

Every feeling I have ever felt for him is now amplified.

"So," he says interrupting my thoughts, "I want to take you somewhere tomorrow."

"Where?" I ask him as I look up to meet his eyes. He looks down at me and that single look makes me weak.

"It's a surprise."

"Well how am I supposed to know how to dress?" I ask him and he rests his nose on mine as he shuts his eyes.

"Something... casual."

"Are you going to tell me what you're planning here?" I ask him and a small smile falls onto his beautiful lips.

"Like I said, it's a surprise. I think you'll really like it though." he says to me as he presses his lips on mine only for a moment before pulling back.

"I know I will."

"Oh you will."