wrong number

twenty-nine

i knocked on the door slightly, waiting for tyler to open his front door and let me in because it was cold in the hallway.

i looked around the apartment building's hallway it didn't really look filthy and dusty as i expected it would be. few pictures of BMW flowers were lined on the walls; meanwhile the color of the walls is beige.

not that bad.

just then the door opened, breaking apart my thoughts and i turned to face him. as cliché as it sounds, my breath caught and for a moment i forgot that we weren't the only people in this world. he had blue eyes, not that pretty unless you look closer to it, then you could see the grey and green flecks in his irises here and there. his eyes reminded me of a tornado, beautiful but deadly. unexpected. full of mysteries and emotions.

"hi,"

i smiled and said,

"this building doesn't look that cheap,"

"i am hurt violet, i am not that broke,"

"sheesh are you going to let me in or what?"

color came into his cheeks and he opened the door widely, welcoming me in. as i stepped inside, warmth embraced me; making a comfortable cocoon around me.

his apartment was small but cosy. he had a living room connected with the kitchen, one bathroom with a shower, his bedroom and a balcony that overlooked the city landscape. decorative lamps and christmas lights danced around the living room; glowing lazily. on the table sat two plates and two glasses. i noticed an italian wine in the middle.

i smirked and looked at tyler,

"fancy much?"

he winked.

"if jamie oliver can cook and be posh in the same time; so can i,"

i laughed and shook my head.

"tyler you aren't posh, you are an articulate."

—

we were eating, talking and drinking until the evening turned into night. the stars were sprinkled on the black, vague skies. it was a half moon and it shined in its greatest glory; showing off its pale light to the city.

i felt relaxed, comfortable, happy.

whenever i tried to hide my smile, it still showed through me. my eyes will wrinkle in the corners. my posture will radiate happiness. i just couldn't stop laughing.

tyler made me feel like i am home.

"thank you for coming over,"

"thank you for being a good cook and not poisoning me,"

he laughed and i laughed with him.

"see you tomorrow,"

"good night violet,"

as i was about to make a left turn in the hallway that leads to the elevators i heard tyler's footsteps coming my way.

"wait violet,"

"yes?"

he stopped right in front of me and kissed my forehead. and just like that he left.

when i was riding to my house, i couldn't stop repeating what happened past these four hours. you can add that i was blushing like crazy also.

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ik no problem for
this cute ass chapter

I SO SHIP TYLER AND
VIOLET OOPS...
+what's their ship name??
vyler? violer? tiolet? tylet?

omfg these are the worst ship
names ever

i love y'all,
shah