"Aww, are you two over your little hangovers?" Matt teased as he came into the living room.
"Little?" I questioned, as I turned to him to glared.
"Was it that bad?" He laughed perching on the chair arm.
"Shut up Matt." Tyler growled.
I smiled; he was still in a mood for some reason.
"Tyler got it worse." I grinned.
"Shut up Riley." He growled again.
Matt and I laughed at his pissed off expression, he was kinda amusing.
"You know what, I don't like either of you." Tyler muttered.
"Aww, you love us really." I teased and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Nope I really don't." he sighed.
Matt laughed at us before leaving; probably to go find Kayla- I haven't seen her all day.
"Your cute when you sulk." I giggled at Tyler's expression.
"Cute?" he glared.
"Yeah, cute." I stuck my tong out.
"If you do that again I'm going to bite your tong off." He warned.
I smiled innocently making Tyler sigh and turn back to the TV. I stuck my tong out before I was suddenly pinned to the couch with Tyler on top of me. His face was inches from mine.
"Sorry." I smiled biting my lip.
"Your dead Riley." He smirked.
I giggled and propped my head up so we were even closer.
"I could kick your ass and you know it." I taunted.
"Oh yeah, try it." He cocked his head.
I kicked my legs- as far as I could with Tyler on top of me- but they went moving very well.
"My legs don't bend that way." I concluded after about five minutes.
"Ya' think?" he smirked triumphantly.
"I could take you!" I sulked.
"Yeah Riley in your dreams." Tyler smirked sitting up.
"Hey, I have better people to dream about than you!"
"Yeah who?" he laughed.
"Um... Well, there's... Er... Ok but that doesn't mean I dream about you dipshit." I whined.
"Of course not Riley I believe you, we all believe you." Tyler smiled patronizingly.
I huffed in frustration and glared up at him. When have I been this close to Tyler before? I thought for a few seconds- the cinema? No, that's not it, before that? No definitely after.
"What are you thinking about?" Tyler butted in.
"Shush, I'm thinking.... What did we do at the club?" I asked.
"You mean other than drink?" he frowned.
I nodded.
"Umm... I duno, shots? Danced? Drank... oh crap."
There was a few seconds of silence as my brain caught up to where Tyler's was.
"You kissed me!" I yelled.
"Did not, you kissed me first!" Tyler defended.
"Yeah right!" I spat.
"You we begging for it!" He shot back.
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WerewolfTyler is the immature bad boy that lives in the moment and doesn't believe in love but what happens when this bad boy vampire meets a cocky werewolf called Riley? Alot of trouble that's what. Riley is an unloved member of the pack- the outcast- but...