Stripper pt3

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Same ships.

3rd pov

Tyler reached his Science class. He looked around the room and didn't see Craig anywhere. Tyler walked to his desk and tried to fall asleep but his teacher yelled at him and told him to go home and sleep. He did as told. As he walked he stopped in front of the strip club. He remembered the night the new stripper come out. He shook his head and continued walking home.

Craig pov

I woke up early, I looked out my window and it was still day. Hmmm...I think I'll go take a walk. I thought. I got up and got dressed. I put on ripped jeans, lose shirt (he tucked in only a little bit) and black converse. I got my keys and walked out the apartment, locked it and headed towards the streets. I walked past by some bakeries, clothing shop, tattoo shop, and other stores and houses. I saw Tyler and wondered why Tyler was not in school. It was still morning, I walked towards him. "Hey,Tyler!" I said he seemed tense whenever I talk to him. Tyler is popular he must get nervous whenever people talk to him. "H-Hey,Craig." He stuttered, hmmm must be sick or something. "Are you ok?" I said putting my hand in his forehead checking if he is hot or not. "I-I'm f-fine. D-Don't worry about me." He said backing up a little. My phone vibrated in my pocket. I reach for it and it was a text from Flex.

F-Hey we're going to the club cause the boss wants me,Jonathan, and Jack.

C-Ok, and what about me?

F-I don't know. But see ya later.

I turned off my phone and put it back in my pocket. I looked at Tyler who seemed still nervous. "Hey, can I stay at your house? Cause my friends are somewhere and I hate being by myself at my apartment." Tyler took a while to respond. "S-sure." He said. I smiled wildly and hugged him. He jumped a little. "L-let's get going then." He said as he switched his book bag to the other hand. We walked towards his house. He opened the door. There were was nobody. "W-welcome c-come in." He said again stuttering. I walked into his living room. "Nice place you got here." I said as I plop on the couch. "Uh...thanks,Craig." He said in a nervous tone. He walks into the kitchen, opens the freezer and takes out a popsicle. "C-Craig do y-you want one?" He said holding two in each hand. "Sure." He throw it at me instead of landing on my hand it hit my forehead. "Ow!" I yelled as I fell back miss the couch and landing on the floor. "Oh my fucking god! Are you oh ok?" Tyler said as he ran towards me to make sure I was ok. He hovered over me. I opened my eyes and the only thing I saw was his beautiful lustful lips. I grabbed his shirt by the collar and pulled him close enough that he was breathing heavily. I smirk and rub my leg between his legs. He groaned and fell on top of me his head next to mine. "Tyler,you're heavier than I thought please get off." I said trying to push him off. "Oh...sorry." He said getting off of me. Once he got off of me, we sat in the carpet and stared in to each other's eyes. I love the way Tyler's eyes brighten up when I talk to him.  We leaned closer and were about to kiss but then the door burst open. "Tyler! Bruh you won't believe what just ha-" I think it was one of his friends but before Tyler could say something he pull me up and stood next to me. I look around and see my popsicle still wrapped in the rapper. I go pick it up but get pulled back. "Hey! Evan how's it going buddy?" Tyler said as he walked towards Evan. Great! I was going to kiss my dream guy! But nooo! Evan looked at me and smirked. Tyler walked out the room. "You know he likes you." I nod and flop backwards on the floor. "I was this close of kissing him." I say as I hold up my hand and almost connecting my thumb and pointer finger. Evan just giggled and sighed. "Does Jonathan say anything about me?" Evan said as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Yea, he does a lot actually." Evan sat up straight and blushed.

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Ok so I know I took super long but I'm done with this pt and I will write more. Oh and request box is open! Bye my little piglets!

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