TYLERS POV
I am awaken by the smell of pancakes and pop my head up, eager for food.As soon as my head pops up I get head rush from moving too quickly.
"You good Ty?" I hear a deep yet welcoming voice say as my head slows down and my eyes meet with Chris.
"Ya, thanks for letting me stay here" I reply to him as he reaches for my hand.
I take his hand and stand up, almost tripping on wood.
"Sorry, watch where you step I'm building something at the moment" he says as I grip onto his shoulder, tripping once more.
"What?" I say as I catch my balance, releasing him from my grip.
"See I make surfboards and beach charms. Right now I'm working on a surfboard" he says as he motions for me to follow him.
I nod my head as I follow him downstairs and into a little room.
As soon as I enter the little room I notice tons of almost complete surfboards that have no design.
"They are all blank" I say as I walk around, feeling the texture of each surfboard.
"Ya, I'm amazing at building different types but design isn't my thing" he says and I glance over to him as he awkwardly scratches the back of his neck.
"I have tons of designs, maybe I could help. I love designing things" I cheer as I calm down, realizing how much of a fool I just made of myself.
"That would be awesome, feel free to decorate any of them. But my parents own the official shop, I just help around with building and stuff" he replies, giggling at my actions before.
"I'd love to. Do you think we could visit some time?" I ask and he politely nods his head.
"How about today? They'll be closed for the week because they're traveling to Dubai" he says and I almost instantly nod.
"Sure, but I should go home and change first" I say and he nods, leaving the room.
I follow him and quickly put my shoes on and head out the door.
He comes behind soon after and unlocks the car, allowing me to get in the passenger seat.
I climb in and shut the door behind me gently then buckle myself in as he does the same.
After driving in silence I get tired of it and decide to play music.
"Do you have an aux chord anywhere?" I ask as I search for it.
He opens a little cabinet and hands me the chord.
I giggle and plug it in, playing music.
I dance to a little bit of songs before we arrive at my house.
"I'll come later, I gotta get myself dressed too" he says as I step out of the car.
"Thanks for everything, you're actually really nice" I respond as I give him a smile before handing him his phone and shutting the car door.
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