Mr. Brightside | Munchingbrotato/ Tyler Christie

Chapter Twenty

|Hope's POV|

I turn over to stretch out in my bed, but I'm blocked by a force.

Tyler.

We were facing each other with our legs tangled together in the sheets. My head was in his chest and I was curled into a ball while Tyler had his arms wrapped around me. He was so cute while he slept. The way his mouth was slightly parted with a quiet wheezing sound. I reached up, careful not to wake him, and sweep his hair to the side.

We both had our clothes on- in case you were wondering.

I hear a gasp, and my head cautiously lifts up. It wasn't me, and it wasn't Tyler.

It was Mitch.

"Hope?" he whispers with a hand over his mouth.

"No, Mitch! I swear!" I say hopping out of the bed. "It's not what you think!" I'm frantic now.

"Oh really? Then why are you in... that?" he gestures to me. I was still in my pajama shorts and... lace bra from last night's events.

"Seriously? Were you not there when I was molested by Vincent? Scared out of my mind? And who was there to help me through everything? Not you! Not anyone except for fucking Tyler! Nothing happened between us! And it's sick of you to even think that!"

"I'm sorry Hope. But you need to be more careful. In fact, I think you have some explaining to do. How about you meet us at the cafe here in..." he checks the clock on my nightstand. "An hour?"

I smile. "Sure. Thank you." I look down and blush. "I should probably put a shirt on."

"Nah. Keep it off for Tyler." he smirks and turns around not letting me comment back on that. Bastard.

"Wait! Mitch!" I stop him at the door. "Please don't tell Jason." I say just above a whisper.

He winks at me with a finger to his lips, and makes his way out the threshold.

"Tyler." I whisper. "Tyler." Again. Nothing. I walk over to him and sit on him, bouncing up and down.

"Mm." Tyler groans. I stand up again
and shake him harder.

I lean down closer to him, with my nose brushing against his ear. I whisper "Good morning," and I feel goosebumps rise on his skin. I chuckle.

"Hello." he props himself up on one elbow. "Who were you talking to?"

I bite my lip. "Mitch was just here. He expects us to meet them in the cafe in less than an hour now."

"Well we better get ready then." he hops out of bed and scans me. I suddenly feel self conscience.

"I'm gonna get dressed." he says heading for the bathroom.

"Don't be long. I've heard how long you girls take to get ready." I smirk at him.

"Shut up, Hope." I laugh and he rubs his face, shutting the bathroom door locking it behind him.

***

We take ours seats at a long table in the cafe. Me wearing my thigh length white skirt, combat boots and long sleeve shirt, I forgot to check the weather. Fucker. I take a long sip of my hot chocolate, even though it's too hot and burns my throat. I ignore it and hope that it quickly warms me up.

"You know we have a week off from school 'cause of the weather." Ty says sipping whatever he was drinking.

I almost choke. "Seriously?" Jerome speaks my thoughts.

"School literally just started. We've only gone to school for a week." complains Jason.

"Are you guys stupid? I 'ain't complaining about having a few days off from school because of a little snow." I shrug, casually lean my weight against Jason, feeling light headed.

"So, like I said. I think we all deserve a fair explanation." Mitch lays back in his chair crossing his arms.

They all share a chorus of nods, and I feel Tyler's eyes on me. And Jason whose arm was around me. Tyler was there last night, but even he didn't know the whole story.

"Yeah. So why were you in my room anyway?" Adam questions.

"So when you guys left, I figured that I owed Vincent an apology-"

"You actually apologized to that dick? What were you thinking?" Jason says while taking his arm away and throwing his hands up in the air.

"I felt bad. I can't help the way I am." I mentally roll my eyes. "So, just when I was about to leave, he asked me of I wanted to stay and hang out since we both were alone and you guys are out."

They all shake their heads back and forth implying my apparent stupidity. "So, I agreed. We were laying on the bed eating popcorn and watching Spongebob."

"Fucking Spongebob. That's what it was." Tyler says himself.

"Um, okay then. So then Vincent took the remote and started turning up the volume really loud. Like, what the hell? Next thing I know he's on top if me trying to rip my damn shirt off." My voice cracks at the last word if my sentence. I hide my face in Jason's chest, not letting the boys see my silent tears.

Jason leans down and kisses my head. "Don't worry. We took care of that asshole."

I lift up my head slightly, not wanting Jason to remove the comfort of his arm again. "What?" I sniff.

"We called the cops after you and Tyler went back to your dorm." Ty explains. I hear Mitch cough and I shoot him a glare.

"The cops barged into his dorm to find Vincent on the floor unconscious. He's okay though." Jerome says. I scoff. "But they arrested him he won't be allowed back at this school. Trust me."

Jason now wraps both of his arms around me. Then Adam comes and hugs Jason. Jerome joins and hugs my other side. Jerome comes next and hugs Mitch.

"Aw, hashtag Merome." I smirk then quickly shut my mouth before I say any other things that I'm not supposed to know.

"How do you know what their ship name is?" Adam asks, suspicious.

"What? What did I say." I rush my words, almost blowing my secret. Next Ty stands behind me and wraps his arms around my neck. Lastly Tyler engulfs us all in one giant hug.

In that moment, I knew that they were all here for me. I may have only known them for less than a month, but it felt like a lifetime. And that's exactly how long these friendships would last. This is my new family, and that's all I wanted- no- needed.

But is one idiotic secret enough to destroy it all?