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Six:

i wake up in my bed wearing a black t shirt and unrecognizable basketball shorts. i look around to see that i'm in my dorm, so at least i wasn't kidnapped. i see tyler sleeping in his own bed, so he probably brought me home. i sit up and the room starts spinning. my head starts pounding and my muscles hurt. what the fuck happened last night? i hear tyler start to groan as he slowly wakes up. he looks at me with groggy eyes, and i can tell that he feels like shit, but looks pretty good. i rub my eyes and look down at the palms of my hands and they are covered in mascara.

"why did i wear makeup to the party?" i ask myself.

"probably because you didn't plan on going blackout drunk? i dunno though. just an idea" he sarcastically tells me.

"yeah probably." i reply. i check my phone and see a million messages from brice. shit shit shit shit.

"what's wrong?" tyler asks me. i notice him staring at me with concern.

"yeah, my brother is just wondering if i'm okay." i tell him.

"yeah he called me at six ish, and i told him you were all good." he confesses.

"i'm gonna call him anyways. it's probably better for him to hear it from me." i tell him. he gives me a nod and gets up and walks into the bathroom. i press on his number to call him but then my phone dies. i grab a charger and plug in my phone. i get up to grab some clothes to put on. i grab a pair of grey sweatpants, thong, black socks, a lace bra and an army green tube top. without thinking, i pull off the random shirt and get dressed. i feel someone staring at me and turn around to see him looking at me with a beet red face. of course when i'm in my fucking underwear.

"you see something you like?" i ask him with an attitude in my voice.

"no, sorry, i just walked into this." he says as he looks me up and down. my face turns red, probably because i don't mind that he's looking at me.

"oh sorry, i kinda forgot you were here. everything is kind of a blur right now." i admit.

"that's fine, seeing you in your underwear is nothing compared to what i saw last night" he chuckles nervously.

"what exactly did you see?" i question him.

"you tried to get naked, so i had to put some clothes on you and the nearest stuff i had was my own clothes, so i helped you get dressed like a toddler. you passed out right in my arms so i had to bring you to bed" he tells me. what the fuck? i'm never drinking again. actually that's bullshit, just not that much of drinking.

"i am so sorry tyler. did i say or do anything else last night?" i ask him.

"not really anything important." he tells me. umm, if i said it i should know.

"what did i say" i ask him.

"nothing important." he replies.

"oh bullshit, if your not gonna tell me i'll force it out of you." i threaten.

"we had kind of a deep convo in the car after you woke up in the car." he tells me.

"about what?" i ask, urging for him to go on.

"you told me that your pretty sure you liked someones, but you don't wanna ruin your friendship with them. you wouldn't tell me who though" he tells me. which of my guy friends could i possibly like? oh. right. crap.

"oh sorry about that." i laugh nervously. i hope he doesn't know it's him.

"it's okay, really. i just told you to go for whatever makes you happy" he shrugs.

"but i kinda wanna know who it is if that makes sense. i did ask you out a few days ago and i thought we were going pretty good, so if you don't like me back that's totally okay." he adds.

"yeah, i kinda forgot about that. with all that's happened recently it feels like forever ago to be honest. but i was talking about you. your the only guy i've had my eye on since getting here." i confess. i hate feelings.

"really?" he asks and his face tells me that he's surprised.

"yeah, why?" i question.

"well, last night you and anders were flirting pretty heavily." he tells me as he looks down in defeats. shit. not anders. out of all other people. it was anders. fuck.

"i'm really sorry, i promise you i don't like him." i assure him.

"yeah i dunno about that, you two were all over each other." he mumbles in defeat. shit. I DONT LIKE ANDERS, I LIKE YOU TYLER CANT YOU SEE THAT??

"i'm sorry. i swear it was a one time thing, plus i don't even remember it. if your willing to give me a shot i'll be so thankful." i plead. he gives me a weak smile and turns around.

"you told me i was really close to the person you like though. if you don't like me just say so." he sighs. am i wrong, he's the closest to himself technically.

"okay i think i do remember that part. in my head i was thinking about you because i must have forgotten that u know already." i explain to him. please believe me. it's the truth.

"you have a good point but i still don't believe you." he states.

"what do you mean?" i ask in confusion.

"talk is cheap. i'll have to take u on a date to prove that you like me" he smiles. thank god he's giving me another chance.

"thank you tyler, this really means a lot to me." i whisper as i lean in for a hug. he takes it and wraps his muscular arms around my waist, and i fight every bone in me to not kiss him.

"anytime" he replies as he gives me a light kiss on my forehead, which makes my stomachs flutter and gives me goosebumps. do it again. he kisses my neck this time, which makes the same feeling 10 times stronger. i think i love you, tyler knightly.

"maybe it's better to wait on that." he tells me in a 'calm down' kind of voice. oh shit. i really said that out loud. fuck my life.

"sorry, i didn't think i said that out loud." i apologize. he gives me a smile that makes my stomach go wild.

"that's okay" he chuckles. my face turns instantly red when he decides to look me up and down.

"you like that huh?" he asks, but we both know it wasn't a question.

"maybe." i respond as i eye him up and down. tylers face turns redder than mine when he sees me do it.

"okay then" he nervously stutters. i like it when he gets embarrassed.

"i have to go to class soon, so i'm leaving soon." he tells me, changing the subject. i give him a nod and tiredly walk into the bathroom. i stumble in and shut the door and quietly celebrate the fact that i flirted, and he flirted back! when i leave the bathroom he's just about to leave the room and he gives me a little laugh. shit. did he hear me? we say goodbye and he leaves.