H O M E

Courage.

Last night really helped, it helped me build up the courage to finally talk to Tyler about what happened the other night.

"Excuse me, Tyler." I said grabbing his arm as we were walking through the crowded corridor.

He turned around swiftly and asked, "You want to talk about the other night?"

"How did you know?" I had to avoid eye contact otherwise I'd have a break down right then and there.

"I know everything Miss McCoy. Come on, we can skip last class it's a waste of time anyways." He grabbed my hand and we walked over to his car.

Oh I haven't said anything but Tyler seems to be drifting away from his bad boy image, he's gotten rid of his lip ring and bought himself a car, of course he's still madly in love with his motorbike he's just not using her that much anymore.

"Where are we going?" Tyler asked politely.

"Somewhere quiet without people please." I answer looking down at my hands resting on my lap.

"Sure thing." He smiled and put his hand on my leg, sqeazing it slightly.

I couldn't help the tears forming in my eyes as we drove, I could see his hand still on my leg even though it was extremely blurry and before I knew it the tear dropped, one tiny  droplet of salty water dropped right onto his hand and then he stopped the car.

"Alea." I could tell he didn't really know what to say. I didn't know what to say either I just wanted to cry and I wanted him to hold me - just to hold me and to tell me that everything would be alright.

"I'm sorry." I could only get those two words out through all the sobbing.

"Don't be, you didn't do anything wrong." He wiped the tears off my cheek and looked me straight in the eyes. "I love you Alea Kim McCoy."

"You what?" I was surprised, I was caught off guard, I didn't know that bad boys fell in love so easily and so fast.

"I love you." He repeated, without hesitation.

I sat there for a moment completely silent, I didn't cry, I didn't smile, I didn't even say it back.

"We'll be okay, most importantly - you'll be okay Alea." He lifted my chin and kissed me.

I kissed him back. He is mine, my bad boy, my first and surprisingly enough I'm his too, he assured me of that.