Is He Real? | Tyler Hoechlin | EDITING

Chapter 1

EMMA'S POV

You saw your best friend talking with the one and only Tyler Hoechlin.

You guessed while they were stitching you up, Chole had told Tyler about how you each got kicked out of our own houses and how you guys were planning on living in her car.

As soon as you walked up to Chole and Tyler, you heard Tyler say "you guys can come live with me if you want?"

You had your hand covering your cheek where you had just got stitches because it still really hurt.

"H-hi Tyler." You stumbled over your words because you couldn't believe that he was actually standing in front of you.

He asked you why you guys were here at the hospital, and you explained that your father threw a plate at you and some pieces went into your face so you needed stitches.

He slowly took a step closer to you and gently grabbed your hand that was covering your cheek.

He saw the bloody bandage, and kept on asking you if you wanted some water of if you needed to sit down.

When the doctors finally let you guys leave, Tyler told you both to come over to his house so that you could rest.

You guys agreed. You both followed Tyler, him in his car and you riding with Chole in her car.

It was about a 10 minute drive but it felt like an hour for you because you had a huge headache and you felt like you were going to be sick.

You guys finally got to Tyler's house.

He got out of his car and quickly came over to our car to help you out and into his house.

He brought you to a spare bedroom and he told you to rest and try and sleep.

"That might make you feel a little bit better." He said to you.

"Tyler" You said as he was walking out of the room.

"Would you mind bringing me a glass of water?" You asked.

"Not at all, I'll be back in a sec." He said as he walked out of the room.

He came back up really quickly with a glass of water and what looked to be a cool damp cloth.

He came right beside you and helped you sit up a little bit so you could drink your water.

He got the cloth and laid it across your forehead.

"This might make the headache feel better. I can't give you any medicine because you can't mix medicines, and the doctors already gave you some for your cheek."

You nodded, as he got up and closed the door as he walked out.

You fell asleep about 2 seconds after that. You were so tired.

***

You woke up and searched around the room for the time. It was 4:18pm. You had slept for 2 hours.

You tried to get out of the bed, but you stumbled and tripped a bit because you still had a horrible headache, you still felt sick, and now you were light headed.

You fell but you luckily caught yourself with your hands going in front of your face.

You lied back down on the bed because you realized that you weren't able to get up. You called Tyler, but it was more of a whisper.

The door opened in the matter of a second, and it was Tyler.

"What happened? Are you okay?" He asked quickly.

"I'm fine, I just tried to get out of bed and I tripped a little." You responded.

"Are you okay though?"

"Ya, I'm okay."

"How do you feel?" He asked.

"Well, my head still hurts a lot, I feel light headed, and I also feel like I'm gonna be sick."

Tyler ran out of the room without saying anything. You had no idea why.

He came back with a container with a bag inside. He put it on the little dresser beside me.

"Wait, why were trying to get up if you don't feel well?" He asked.

"Uh, because I need to go to the bathroom." You said a bit embarrassed.

"Oh, okay." He said as he walked towards you.

He helped you sit up and then stand up. He made sure that you could stand on your own before he let go.

He helped you walk towards the bathroom, and then waited outside the door for you to finish.

You opened the bathroom door and basically started running back to the bedroom you were in before.

He was chasing after you while asking what was wrong, and if you were okay.