Hey you, It's me.

Chapter 8

Everything after that was a big blur. We don't really notice it when it's happening, but if we sit and think about it, we realize that time really does move fast.

With Tyler, I felt like I didn't have enough time. I was constantly craving for him; I wanted to touch him at all times. I wanted to feel his arms around my shoulder; I wanted to feel his lips on mine when we were caught in a moment of desire. I wanted to look at him smile; I wanted to look at his hair fall in front his eyes because they were too long. With Tyler, no amount of time was enough and after two months of being together and having one of the best times of my life, I accepted the fact that I was in love with him.

The only thing left to do was tell him that, and hopefully he'd feel the same way about me too. Simple, Piece of cake. Right?

Not right. Not right at all.

After I realized that I loved Tyler, every moment of being with him was painful. I had to go to school with him, see him in my classes, have my lunch with him, and hear people talk about us and have Emma point out how cute we were together because we were the 'IT' couple of the school, and have him drop me back home. Hey, I didn't complain at first, but when you love the guy and he doesn't know it, you get anxious about things. It was like knowing a secret, a secret which was better shared than kept, but too precious to let slip.

I discussed the situation with Emma over the phone, and she told me to man up and text him "I love you." That's right, TEXT. I called her insane, and told her that they may be just 3 words, but they weren't for a text. No, that was a face to face matter. To this, she replied with "Now you know what you have to do." and disconnected the call.

Ah that bitch, no wonder she's my best friend.

~*~

A few days later, Tyler texted me and told me he was coming over. I found that strange, since he knows that my parents aren't home and he doesn't come over when they're not there. He says he won't be able to "control" himself, and since I was only 15 we decided we wouldn't rush things.

Yeah, 15. My birthday was 3 weeks after our first date.

20 minutes later, I heard Tyler's car pull up in the driveway and I went to open the door. There was something wrong with him and I knew it instantly. He was not his usual calm sarcastic self, instead, a pacing monkey with sweat glistened on its forehead had replaced him.

"Tyler what's wrong?" I asked, and went forward to hug him.

He pushed me away and said "No, don't do that, can I just come in?"

I nodded and let him in, shutting the door behind me. Oh god, he refused to hug me. Is he going to break up with me? Please no. Please god, I love him.

"Jay, we need to talk."

We need to talk. That's never a good sign, is it?

"We're talking now Ty. What is it?

What's going on?"

"Listen, I know we've been going out for only a few months, and I don't want to do anything to jeopardize what we have, but Jamie, I can't..."

"You can't what? What Tyler?" I was scared. He called me by my full name.

"I can't do this. I can't keep it from you anymore. Jamie, I love you."

It took me only a millisecond before I launched myself at him and started hitting him with closed fists at any sign of skin I saw.

"You. Bastard. I. Thought. You. Were. Dumping. Me!" I screamed in between hits.

He was laughing now, and tried to stop me by holding my arms with his strong hands. I struggled for a while, then stopped and hugged him. He hugged me back, squeezing me till I was left breathless, and I pulled back before I choked to death.

"Ty."

"Hmm?"

"I'm just using you cuz you're hot and you kiss good, you know that right?"

"What?" he asked, and there was sorrow seeping into his eyes.

"I'm kidding! I'm kidding! Oh I'm sorry, I love you. I love you Tyler Brown."

"Bitch" he said, before tackling me down on the ground and tickling me. We laughed for a while, then he stopped, sat up, lifted me up and put me down on his lap, put one hand in my hair and the other behind my back, and kissed me like a man kisses his lover, and I kissed him back eagerly.