Crashing (discontinued)

Two~

** Tyler's POV **

I had just finished putting my hair In a messy bun and putting on my white converse. I looked at myself in the mirror. My hazel-green eyes stood out much more today than any other day since I was wearing eyeliner. I opened my curtains letting the light shine down on my face and I smiled.

I looked back in the mirror and glanced at my hair, brown and blonde. I nodded and slipped a floral cardigan over my Arctic Monkeys band shirt.

Just as I turned my phone buzzed...again. It was a text from Naomi.

Naomi: OMG OMG

Tyler: What what?

Naomi: I met this guy!! He's so cute I'm crying!😭

Tyler: Awe I'm so happy for you! I have to meet him babe!

Naomi: We're going out tonight! I have to get ready! COME OVER!

Tyler: Okay, okay. See you in a bit babe 💕

And with that I had plans. I looked out my window across the street. I saw movement and I heard yelling. I chuckled. Must've been his mom. She always forgets it's Saturday.

His name is Luke but that's all I know. I didn't try to talk to him, he didn't try to talk to me. That's the way we kept it. I don't know why though. I stole glances at him sometimes. He was cute. Scratch that. He was HOT. Like Fangirl GORGEOUS.

I shook my head and walked out the house, kissing my dad on his forehead on my way out.

"Where ya goin' kiddo?"

"Naomi's, fashion emergency."

"Ahh. Of course. Have fun. I love you." he smiled.

"I love you more." I returned his smile.

I walked out my house and looked down on my phone smiling at the picture that was my lock screen. It was of me and Naomi. She was on my back and I had my eyes closed and my tongue out.

My thoughts stopped abruptly when I crashed into someone.

"Fuck." we both muttered. I wasn't mad, just really caught off guard. I looked up and froze.

** Luke's POV **

I was looking down at my shoes while I was walking. I tend to do that sometimes. Just as I looked up I crashed into someone. A girl I think.

"Fuck." we both muttered. I got up looking at her. She finally looked up and I froze. It was her. She was beautiful. Her eyes were a vibrant murky blue. Different. Pretty.

It took me a while to talk. She didn't look mad. She looked stunned.

"Sorry..." I finally said.

"It's totally fine. It's my fault." she smiled slightly.

God, her voice was amazing.

"I'm Luke."

"Tyler." she replied.

"I know." I told her. Wait. Why'd I tell her that. I'm such an idiot.

"You know?" She raised her eyebrows. But then put them down and laughed. "Funny. I knew who you were too."

I sighed a sigh of relief and then asked where she was going.

"My friends house. She has a date." She smirked.

"Funny. I was going to my friends too. He has a date too."

"Sweet."

"What about you?" I asked.

"What about me?"

"Do you have a date?"

"Nope. Single as a Pringle." she smiled. After a couple seconds her smiled dropped. "Wow, um, that sounded lame. I'm sorry."

"It wasn't lame. It was cute." I told her smiling.

She blushed...HARD.