Em's POV
"Bye Spray!" Ty said to Dylan. (Dylan: A.k.a hot, sexy, freaking awesome guy)
You had just left the restaurant and your stomach was killing me. You had to throw up but you knew you wouldn't be able to throw up in front of everyone, and if you told Ty to stop the car so you could 'go to the bathroom' he would get suspicious.
You didn't know what to do. There was still about 50 minutes left in the drive and you didn't think that you could hold it off for that long.
You were trying to distract yourself by looking out the window, listening to music, and thinking about Dylan.
'I wonder if we'll ever be together?' You though.
That would be amazing. You could picture it now; Dylan kissing you on your 1 year anniversary.
'Then a few years after that we would get mar-'
Your thoughts got interrupted by a sickening pain in your stomach. You clenched it and silently screamed without anyone noticing.
You took out an ear bud and said, "Ty? How much longer?"
"About 15 minutes." He replied.
You nodded your head.
Wow, you didn't think that you were daydreaming for that long.
You tried your best to focus on the beautiful nature outside, but the pain in your stomach was just getting worse and worse.
You had no clue what to do.
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Is He Real? | Tyler Hoechlin | EDITING
Teen FictionLife is hard. There's no denying that, but sometimes you get lucky enough to find these people who make life a bit easier. Some people's lives are much harder than others and sometimes the people with the more difficult lives do stupid things like g...
