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Three:

When we get back, we are already talking like best friends. For a small moment, I forget that we just met. We pull up the the parking lot and he motions for me to get out. I eagerly push the door open, and get inside the cool, air conditioned building. I wait for him inside.

"I thought you disappeared on me" he jokes. I laugh nervously, not trying to be weird.

"Sorry" I say. He bites his lip, and smiles, and to top it all off he decides to roll his eyes.

"Don't be sorry, it's honestly tiring having to constantly hear that" he sighs. My face turns beet red, and he starts to laugh at me a little.

"Ok well, then I'm not sorry" I blurt, saving myself from any more damage.

"Ok then, have fun." He smirks. My stomach has butterflies violently racing throughout me.

"I will" I sass back. His perfect dark hair flops down into his face and he whips his head to move it. He looks defeated after a couple of tries and still can't succeed, so he grabs a beanie from his closet. It looks so damn good on him.

"You like something you see?" He asks me as he notices my practically drooling over him. My face turns beet red, and he laughs at me.

"It's totally okay if you were. I was kinda too" he adds as he lightly blushes. He sits down onto my bed, right beside me. Our thighs touch and it makes me squeal on the inside. I think I love this guy.

"Oh okay." I laugh nervously. He bites his lips and looks right into my eyes. His chest is moving closer towards me. Is he going to kiss me? I don't have time to find out, because I quickly shove him away.

"Sorry. Sometimes I get a little carried away." He explains nervously.

"It's fine. I'm just a bit confused that's all" I tell him. His hand grabs my thigh and he squeezes in comfort. I give him a smile, and he re assures me that I'm fine.

"We should go out sometime soon." He states.

"Yeah, that would be kinda nice" I reply.

"But it would not just be as friends. Like I want to get to know you a bit romantically if that's okay?" He tells me. Hell yes I want a relationship with you. Why would I not?

"Yep, that's pretty okay with me." I blurt, trying my best to hide my excitement. I think he noticed my uncontrollable smile, and my slight giggles because he pulls me into a bit of a hug. I guess we are thinging now, but if we are it's moving way to fast. I don't want to start kissing him the next day either. We need to take this slowly. I quickly pull away before things get too awkward. He gets up from beside me in frustration, and his warmth leaves my body. I feel so cold without his touch. Calm down, your fine. I fight the urge to apologize for being weird, but I don't. I sit there like a fucking idiot and watch him unpack his own bags. I realize I should probably do the same thing, so the first thing I grab is the things to make my bed. It already sucks enough that the only person I know from this college is my brother and a few of his friends, and I feel like an outcast tagging along with Tyler but I have nobody else to go to. I'm such an akward person and I don't know how to make new friends. After I'm done, I grab my dorm key and head out. I go to my car so I can drive over to his dorm and maybe hang with his friends a bit.

"Holy shit, is that you Riley?" A familiar voice calls out to me from behind. I turn around and see a blonde, tall, skinny, hot boy.

"Uhh, hi. Do I know you?" I ask in confusion. I study him, and he looks confused too.

"It's Jackson, your brothers friend?" He tries to recall. I feel so embarrassed that it doesn't ring a bell.

"I don't remember Brice ever mentioning you. Like ever." I tell him. He shrugs.