Tyson mills

Dance partyyy🤪

Tyson's pov

I got up after all the info was sent to me and wondered how I would get out the house without my family knowing. I looked around and then bam! The window! I walked towards it, phone in my pocket and opened it. My house has two story's and my room is on the 2nd story, here goes nothing. I jumped into the bush, kinda hurting my ankle, but who cares, Y/N needs me. I got up slowly, getting my phone to see the directions, and saw it was only a five minute walk, not surprising considering we ride the bus together but I've never really seen her house. I would get my car, but that'll make too much noise. So I walked, feeling the nice breezy weather. I finally arrived, looking for the side window, finally finding it. I softly knocked on it, hearing little footsteps that scared me thinking it would be someone else. But no, there she stood, hair in a bun and red puffy eyes like earlier. "Hi"

                     Back to Y/N POV

I pulled his hand in, him doing most of the work since I wasn't really helping. He finally got in and looked me in the eyes. "So I heard you needed one of the most famous cuddles from me." He said making me giggle yet again. "Come here" He said reaching his arms out. I got close to him and rapped my hands around his back, him doing the same to me. I sobbed as he took me took my bed and we laid down. "Do you wanna tell me what's going on? i-i don't have to know" he asked finally looking at me. "Sure." I said, explaining the whole thing.
(Sorry I'm lazy and it's almost 3 am)
"Wow. I'm so sorry." He said wiping a lock of hair out my face. "Um you don't have to be sorry silly! You know what? I feel better about this now ya know? Like I'm glad there serving their time and I'm not gonna have nightmares about this anymore." I said confident as he looked at me with a smile. "Thank you" I said looking up at him, as I was laying on him lap.
(Get ya head out the gutter people)
"Your welcome. I'm just glad your not sad anymore so we can have a dance party!" He said throwing my body off of him and putting on music on his phone and standing up. I turned down his music, forgetting my brother was here. "My brothers home, but it's on." I said, challenging him.