My idea again, just a cute story of Tyler and you getting together.
P.S I love this GIF very much, it was the inspiration for this.
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Jordy was over again, you could see her sparkly shoes stacked neatly beside yours. You bit back a sigh as you strode into the kitchen to grab food. You could hear her with Tyler in his room.
Jordy was one of those girls who seemed so beautiful and perfect, she couldn't have been real. Long legs, curves for days, graceful and perfect hair all the time. It got on your nerves.
You didn't want to hate your best friends girlfriend, but Jordy made it impossible to like her. You walk over to where your phone charger lived, and grit your teeth. Jordy's phone sat there, smugly charging.
You sigh angrily and rip out the charger and plug in your own phone. Feeling satisfied you flicked your eyes over to her phone and froze. Her screen was lit up, revealing a slew of unread messages.
New Message: Fuckboi #3
Hey Jordy, I had fun last night, maybe....
New Message: Fuckboi #5
Jj I can't wait to see you tonight, missing...
New Message: Fuckboi #2
I reallyyy miss seeing your huge tits....
You froze. Jordy was cheating on Tyler.
"Oh, hey Y/N, Tyler said you wouldn't be home until later." A silken voice startled you out of your thoughts.
"I got off early." You spoke cooly, turing around with a hard stare.
"You ok?" Jordy asked, eyes flicking to her phone, screen still lit up. Realisation dawned on her face.
"Tell him, or I will." You snapped.
"Tell who what?" Tyler asked, before slouching against the doorjamb between the lounge and the kitchen.
You glared at Jordy who sighed and grabbed her phone.
"I'm fucking at least four other guys Tyler, and to be honest. You really weren't as good." She said simply before breezing out of the apartment.
You saw Tyler crumble.
Fuck, tonights going to be fun.
After the initial anger, and Tyler storming around his room throwing punches and tossing stuff around, you managed to bring him down to the couch to calm him.
Seeing Tyler sobbing was the worst thing, he was normally so happy. To see him break down like this and curl up was so upsetting.
You sat opposite Tyler, he was curled into the couch, resting his head against the high back of the soft couch, his blue eyes rimmed red and his cheeks was covered in both fresh and old tears, his nose streaming. Both of you sat in silence, a sombre mood seemed to force Tyler's shoulders to sag down and curl inwards.
