It's been a week since Tyler and I spoke about that night and things have been amazing.
"Hey girlfriend." Tyler said pulling me in for a kiss.
"Hey boyfriend." I said before putting my lips onto his.
"Get a room, gosh." Colton mumbled and continued chatting to Connor and Ella.
We just smiled, Colt has always been the protective type and even though he knows Tyler will take good care of me he still can't really get over the fact that Tyler is the one that's going to take care of me.
"We're all meeting up at Connor's place tonight. You're coming." Colton said looking straight at me.
"Connor's place is where it all started for us." Tyler looked down at me and smiled.
"No it's not."
"Oh yes that's right it all started in that open grass field Ella and Colt took us to when we were little." He held me tighter.
I smiled and gave him a peck.
"Colt are you okay?" I walked away from Tyler and over to Colton who was definitely not himself.
"I'm okay Al, don't stress." He faked a smile and turned to walk to his car.
"Colt I can see that you're not okay." I grabbed onto his wrist as he turned away.
"Alea, I said I'm fine just leave it okay!" He was now very annoyed and somewhat angry, angry at me and I don't know what I've done to upset him.
"How's the man doing ?" Tyler said wrapping his arms around my shoulders again.
"He's not okay." I was worried, very worried but it's best to let him calm down before he gets too angry.
"Don't mind him Al, he's been in a bad mood all week." Ella said while getting into their car.
"We'll see you tonight, cheers." Connor flung his arm out the window to say goodbye as they drove off.
"We should get going boyfriend, I need to go get ready." I patted him on the chest and walked over to the passenger side waiting for him to unlock the car.
"You look beautiful already girlfriend, plus the only thing you need to do is kiss me." He smirked walking over to me.
"Do I really need to do that?" I asked sarcastically, biting down on my lower lip.
"Damn Alea, you're so hot!" He started picking up his pace and made his way over rather quickly.
"Says you Mr. Bychowski." Before he could say another word I crashed my lips onto his and we were ready for a decent make out session. That obviously didn't happen because we're considerate people.
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Teen Fiction17 year old Alea McCoy is living the life of every shy, insecure teenage girl - trying to find who she truly is. Will she disappoint herself, her friends or her family or will she find happiness and confidence with the help of a special boy?