Love & Ride

Chapter 22

I've been trying to sleep for 3 hours now. But nothing, I'm still up, still looking at the ceiling. And what am I doing? Thinking about Tyler Hanson. I know that I shouldn't but I can't help it! I didn't tell Isobel and Sarah about that night with him yet. I know that I have to, and I had a really good opportunity yesterday at Cooper's, but I just really don't want to talk about him, even if I can't stop thinking about him.

I'm so not sleeping tonight, and of course, my sister's sleeping at her friend's again. Hopefully, mom's coming back in two days.

I leave my bed and take my black hoodie from my chair. I'm wearing a pair of shorts and a tank top but it's kind of cold. I wear the hoodie as I get down the stairs, my phone in hand. I really don't know what to do.

I lie down on the sofa in the living room and open Instagram. I check the news till I stop on a pic Connor posted, with Tyler, on a racing circuit. He mentioned his account so I get in it and before I know it, I'm checked all his feed. His pics are gorgeous, he's really handsome. I've never taken the time to take a good look at him. I bite my lip while looking at the 'follow' button. He wouldn't even notice me, he has so many followers. I close my eyes then hit it.

- "Oh my God." I stand up and put my hand on my mouth. "Oh my God!" I scream then throw my phone away.

I pass my hands through my hair then slap my forehead.

- "Why? What the fuck! Ugh!" I take my phone and leave Instagram.

I stare at my home screen. I wait a few seconds then sigh.

- "Just bullshit." I'm about to turn my phone off when I receive a notification.

'@tyler_hanson followed you back'

Okay, this must be a joke. I stare at the notification when I receive another one.

'from @tyler_hanson : stalking me at 3am?'

Oh my God. Oh my God. What the fuck? I throw back my phone then head to my bathroom. I wash my face then go back to my bed. I get under my cover and close my eyes.

It's so calm I can hear my heart beating really fast. He knows that I was stalking him at 3am. I mean, what the fuck is wrong with me? Following him at 3am? I get dumber every day.

He thinks I'm stalking him, it's true but he can't know that. I should say something, or not?

- "Shit." I leave my bed again and run downstairs.

I take my phone again and open his message. Okay. What do I tell him? Think Skyla, think, you can do it.

- "Shit!"

I take a deep breath then text him: I wasn't.

I exhale. He answers instantly.

'from @tyler_hanson : I can tell that you're lying without even seeing your face.'

How does he do it? I hate this guy. I answer: I'm not lying.

'from @tyler_hanson : anyway, what are you doing up at 3am?'

I answer: none of your business.

'from @tyler_hanson : I feel like it is. After all, you were stalking me. Am I keeping you up at night?'

My cheeks turn red. I can see his arrogant smile from here. Yes, you are Tyler and you're a dick for doing that.

I answer: You got it all wrong.

'from @tyler_hanson : enlighten me.'

I answer: I was watching a movie.

Seriously? I couldn't think about anything else?