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as we drive 'piano man' comes on the radio. i start humming softly since it's one of my favorite songs. josh looks over at me and smile gently.
-you like billy joel too huh? his eyes travel through me and the road, waiting for an answer.
-yeah, this song is probably my favorite song. i admit shyly.
-i didn't think you listened to this kind of music. he chuckled silently and put his hand on my thigh gently.
-i-i m-my music t-taste is d-different i guess. i stuttered out, his hand on my thigh made me more nervous than usually. he nodded lightly and gave me that dreamy smile again.
-w-what is y-your ta-taste in m-music? i asked with my nervous voice.
-my taste in music is your face. he said, my cheeks turned red at the statement.
-i'm just kidding. my taste in music is like all over the place. i listen to basically everything, except country. he continued on with a smile on his lips.
-w-who l-l-listens t-to country a-anyways? i tried to joke but it all came out as a mess. all he did in response was laughing lightly and nodding.
after a moment of awkward silence pass another billy joel song comes on, this time it's captain jack. josh starts singing loudly and i join with a silly kind of voice. we sing together to the sad yet weirdly funny song.
-SHE'S ON A DATE AND YOU SIT AT HOME AND MASTURBATE. we scream in chorus.
-that's basically the story of my life. josh says in between laughter. i chuckle at his silly joke and look at him, i admire him so much. he's so beautiful, he can go from so fucking cute to the sexiest man on earth in less than two seconds. no wonder the girls plead to get him. the boys probably are too, but in secret.

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we arrive at a small coffee shop, i run over to the other side of the car to open the door for tyler. he smiles softly, i can tell by the look on that beautiful smile of his that he's more than just nervous.
-are you cold? i ask as we walk to the coffee shop in a slow pace.
-y-yeah kind of. he admits shyly. god i can't do this to him, i haven't even done anything yet but i feel so bad. i take my hoodie off since i have a t-shirt under it and lend it to him.
-here you go dreamer boy, put this on. i say and he indeed puts it on. it's a bit big on him but i have to admit it's pretty cute. he looked down on the ground and smiled shyly.

i walk to the booth he picked out for us and give him his coffee.
-thanks. he takes the coffee in his hands and warm them up with it.
-no problemo. i look at him for awhile, deciding of whether i should do the horrible shit brendon and the others are telling me to do or just leave him alone and break his heart whatever i do. my thoughts get interrupted by my phone buzzing in my pocket. i pick it up to see its brendon. fuck. i'm so tired of his shit.
-i gotta take this. i tell tyler and stand up. i walk outside and answer.
-how's it going with your lil dreamer boy? brendon asks, sarcasm in the last words.
-good. what do you want? i ask annoyingly.
-oh what's gotten into you?
-nothing. i just think this shit is stupid. i say between gritted teeth. i have no idea why it matters so much with him.
-are you chickening out dun? brendon asks and i can almost see the smile on his evil lips.
-no. he's gonna get suspicious why i'm talking for so long, bye. i end the call and walk back inside. tyler looks anxious, his eyes are big and his lower lip is hanging slightly.
-a-are you okay? he asks with a low tone.
-yeah, i'm alright. thanks. i say and force out a fake smile.

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