Cyrus' POV
The baby taters come out and TJ and I are talking.
"So, after we met at the swings, I asked you out the next day?" TJ asks.
"Yep."
After talking for a while, he starts tearing up.
"TJ? What's wrong?"
"I-I'm sorry. I feel horrible and I can't imagine how bad you must feel, ugh, why did I stay? I'm horrible."
"TJ." I go sit beside him and grab his hand. "You didn't know this would happen. I don't blame you."
"I still feel bad about it though."
"Hey," I say softly. I take my hand and gently move his chin so he's looking at me.
"There is nothing wrong with you."
He smiles and grabs my hand. "Thank you, Cyrus." I see his eyes look down to my lips.
"Can I kiss you?" He asks.
"Sure," I say.
He leans in and places his lips on mine.
"Was that our first kiss?" TJ asks.
"No," I say.
He takes out his phone and checks the time. "It's 5:30, my mom said I should be home around 6. The thing is, I don't know where my house is."
"I do. I'll walk you home."
He smiles. "That sounds nice."
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Amnesia
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] TJ gets into a dirtbike accident and loses his memory. How will this affect his relationships with his friends? His sister? And, his boyfriend? Trigger Warning: Death near the end
