The Betrothed (BoyxBoy)

VIII.

* This chapter may or may not contain grammatical errors and typos. *

Tyler's POV

I got out of the living room and ran straight to my bedroom after talking to the elders. I can't believe that they're still on to our asses! I thought that agreeing to live together would be enough, but I didn't know that they'd nag us about spending more time together!

Okay, maybe it was stupid of me to assume they won't care how we spend out time, but they should at least let things happen naturally. Forcing things on others don't work, especially if you're asking for a relationship.

It was also stupid of me to even go as far as kissing him a few days ago just to píss him off! Honestly, I don't have an idea why I even did it, but I won't deny that I didn't like it.

Fûck!

What the hell am I saying? How the hell could I like kissing Hunter? I love—no, like, Scott, right? That's just it. I only like Scott, but even that's debatable.

I went to my bed and laid down to try to relax. Everything's still trying to settle in my head even after a couple of weeks. I still couldn't accept this arrangement. I wanted to go back home. Everything is so new over here, and change is something I've always been afraid of. Closing my eyes, I tried my best to clear my head to get rid of some stress.

Moments later, someone barges into my room without knocking. They rudely stepped in and carelessly shut the door, making me cringe at the noise. My eyes flung open and my head snapped to the direction of the noise. Hunter.

What the hell does he want now?

I kept my eyes on him as he slowly trudged towards my bed, to the side where I laid. He stopped moving a foot away from me, making impatient when he said nothing at all. I grimaced at his quietness.

"What?" I asked without a single emotion in my voice. 

"Go out with me."

The completely threw me off of all of my thoughts. Did he just ask me what I think he did? He must be kidding! Doesn't he know that I don't like him? Did he think I was lying when I said that I had a boyfriend back home?

My face remained emotionless.

"Did you hear my question? Go out with me."

"First off," I hissed. "'Go out with me' is not a question. It's a fûcking statement — a command. Secondly, why the hell would I want to do that? Can you not take the hint that we can never be together?"

He put his hand out towards my face signaling me to stop before I could keep rambling.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Chill, Tyler. I'm just saying, maybe we can pretend to date just to stop their nagging. It'll only get worse you know?"

I gaped at his stupidity. "Hunter, are you an idiot? It's been about a week and a half since we decided to try this out and during this time, the elders have always thought that we were dating. Your proposal doesn't present any solution to this problem."

Jeez, what's wrong with this guy? Does he not think at all?

You'd think he was smart considering he was a doctor, but no good thing has come out of his mouth since I got here. It's true though, unless we spend more time together, the elders would always be on our tails.

Just the thought of going out on a date with him makes me cringe. I don't even want to think about it.

"I know that. I was just saying this time, we can make it look more official. We'd actually try to spend mo—"