Ready For Love : Tyler Seguin Fan Fiction

Bromance

I wake up in the morning to the sound of my phone going off on the bedside table. I can't really focus my eyes yet but I grab the phone and try to read the screen. Before my eyes fully focus my fingers slip and I drop the phone right on my cheek. "Oh mother fucker," I mutter to myself as I feel around the bed for the phone. I grab it and sit up. I rub my eyes a few times. Finally I can see. I look to my right at Harold to make sure I didn't wake him up. He's still sound asleep. I open up my texts and have a few from Tyler.

Tyler : we are moving on to the finals

Tyler : we can do this. I can feel it

Tyler : I wish you were here to see

Amy : I'm so proud of you, you're doing amazing

Tyler : this has been such a great experience

Amy : I'm really happy for you

Tyler : your support means everything. I mean that

Amy : I love you and miss you so much

Tyler : I can't wait to hug and kiss you...maybe other things too

Amy : It's too early for that

Tyler : Never ;) Besides it's the perfect time for that here

Amy : Lucky Claude

I get a FaceTime call from him and I get up and out of bed so I don't disturb Harold. I open the door to the patio and step out as I accept the call. "This is much easier," he says with a smile. It looks like he's sitting up in bed with his shirt off and earbud cord rests on his chest. This is my usual FaceTime view. "Hey, oh no, did I wake you?"

"You can tell, eh?" I ask as I try to fix my hair the best I can with one hand.

"You're so cute in the morning. It's still crazy that it's morning where you are and night here."

"Yeah, and it's like tomorrow in Australia."

"What are your plans for today?" he asks as he runs his fingers through his hair. I'm actually jealous. I love his hair and I wish I was the one doing that right now. I actually let out a sigh.

"Helicopter tour. A whole hour seeing this beautiful island from above. I am really looking forward to it."

"That sounds amazing. You going to be taking pictures?"

"Of course."

He smiles. "You'll have to send me some when you get back."

"You'll be sleeping."

"I don't care."

I hear the patio door open behind me and turn around to see Harold, shielding his eyes, and walking out to join me. His hair is a mess from sleeping, just like mine, and he's shirtless. I swear he had a shirt on when I left him inside. "Morning sleepy," I say to him. He grunts hello and sits down in his usual chair. I look back at Tyler. "Someone's grumpy this morning."

"Put me on speaker and hand the phone to Harold. I have to talk to him."

"Um. Ok," I say, confused. I take my earbuds out and hand Harold the phone with the screen facing him so he can see he's FaceTiming with Tyler. I stand behind the chair so I can hear what he has to say.

"Hey, Tyler, " Harold sleepily says, "what's up?" He sounds less than thrilled that he's being forced to be social as soon as he wakes up. This is the first morning that he's been like this. Maybe he didn't sleep that well last night. I slept like a baby.

"Bro, do you even work out? You're so scrawny. You gotta train with me in the off season."

I try stifling a laugh but it manages to squeak it's way out. Harold looks back over his shoulder at me and glares before turning back to the phone. "You're skinny as fuck too, " Harold replies, "I've been trying to work on it."