(Song at the top is what this oneshot is based off of. I recommend not listening to it until after reading if you don't want to spoil anything. Also, this kind of sucks.)
It was the first day of my freshman year in college when I met your dad. We were both majoring in music, something he was always more passionate about than I was.
I walked into class thirty minutes early, hoping to make a good impression. I heard music playing from outside and I thought it was the professor, but it was your dad. He was playing this beautiful tune on the piano, I'll never forget it.
"What're you playing?" I asked.
I must've startled him because he turned around and looked at me like I was a ghost. His whole face got red, but he smiled and said, "A song I wrote."
I asked him, "What's it called?"
He said it was called Addict With a Pen. He hadn't wrote any lyrics for a yet, but I thought it was the most beautiful song I'd ever heard. I sat in the middle of the room and left him alone, hoping he'd go back to playing.
He didn't. He looked over at me and saw me watching him. I couldn't help it though, I'd never seen a boy as beautiful as him. This big smile spread across his face and I felt my heart stop. I thought, this is it. This is the boy I've been waiting for.
"What's your name?" He asked me, and I told him.
"Well, Josh," he said, "I can't help but notice that you're staring at me. I probably shouldn't say this, but I can tell by your eyes that you're in love with me."
He caught me off guard, and now I was the one that looked like I'd seen a ghost. He laughed at me, and I couldn't think of anything to say besides asking him what his name was.
"Tyler," he said, getting off the piano and sitting at the desk next to me.
"Do you want to go out for lunch with me?" I asked him. There was no way I was going to let your dad slip away. I knew he was the man of my dreams the second I walked in that room.
His face got real red, and he didn't answer for a minute. I was so scared he was going to turn me down, but he just got that same big smile and said yes, of course he wanted to.
Now, son, I'm only telling you this because life can do terrible things.
Your dad and I were hopelessly in love. I asked him to be my boyfriend as early as the third date, one night when we were tipsy and laying under the stars. He laughed at me, thinking I had only asked because I was drunk.
I looked him in the eyes and said, "I'm serious, Tyler. I want you to be mine. I'm in love with you."
And even though it was one in the morning, I saw him smiling in the moonlight. He was crying too, though, and I wasn't sure what I did wrong.
"Why're you crying?" I asked.
He said, "Because I'm happy."
And I go, "Well if you're happy, why are you crying?"
And he laughs and says he doesn't know. I swear, I fell for him ten times harder. He was laughing and crying and I realized how beautiful he was. God, he was more beautiful than the stars. And I kissed him.
I kissed him, and I haven't been able to get him off my mind since. I was convinced that we were going to be together forever, we were going to grow old together.
I ended up dropping out of college, but your dad stayed. Music was his second love. He wrote a song for me, you know. I'll play it for you sometime. It's called We Don't Believe What's On TV.
