Tyler POV
I stare at my laptop for a couple more seconds and then throw myself on the bed, making sure to cry into the mattress so that Sawyer doesn't think anything is up... If he doesn't already, that is. While I lie there, more memories come back. Of us having fun this time. The way his eyes light up when he is amused. His beautiful smile when he uses his teeth. His laugh, his accent...
"Tyler!"
Sawyer's voice interrupts my thoughts.
"I don't really care if this is a bad time but get your ass out here and eat!"
I sigh. "I don't want it." I manage, my throat raw.
"You know, I don't wake up at 4 am and make you breakfast for you to refuse it!"
Normally, I would have said something sassy, but knowing that he wasn't going to give up, I said, "can I just have it in my room then?"
"Whatever."
I keep my face down and quickly grab the dish that is put on the kitchen top. Without looking up or saying thank you, I just go right back into my room because I don't feel like explaining. After having half of it, I take out my phone and look through my contacts, searching for Korey. When I find it, I immediately press dial, and after a couple of rings, he answers.
"Hello?" He sounds tired and annoyed. I mentally facepalm myself when I remember the time.
"Sorry if I woke you. Um, can I come over today?"
"Sure?" He pauses. "Tyler, is something up?"
"I'll tell you later."
"I just need a couple to get ready. Text me before you come."
"Okay. Thanks Korey."
"Anytime."
I get changed into a pair of sweats, throw on a jumper and make my hair look semi presentable. Then I chuck after at my face to calm the redness.
Sawyer glances at me from the living room.
I just say, "I'm going to Korey's."
"Make sure you take the extra keys. I'm thinking of clubbing."
"They're in my pocket."
Standing at the front door, I grab my phone and type in 'leaving now' before going outside.
This was so boring to write omg
I'm sick
I'm supposed to be at school
I don't know how to start the next chapter
Okay um bye
Ily xxx
