TBYK

Chapter Twenty Six

Song of the chapter is 'Take Care' by Drake and Rihanna

CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

** please read A/N at the end, it's v important !!**

Tyler had planned a really cute date for us. It was a clichéd first date but I really didn't care. What mattered was that he took the time to plan something special for us. It showed he actually cared and that was the most beautiful thing anyone could ever do.

"So, I planned for us to go to the cinema to see whatever movie you wanted and then we leave, grab something to eat and head to the beach for a walk. How does that sound?" he asked.

"Perfect," I answered as I turned my attention from ahead of me to him. He was driving so I could only see his profile. Either way he was still mesmerising. And he was mine. How did I deserve someone who was so beautiful inside and out?

I know what you're all thinking - I was sentimental mess and this was so out of character for my usual ice queen stance. Blame Tyler, he brought out my soft side.

"Glad to hear it," he replied as he reached over to latch our hands together and rested them on my thigh.

Everything was so dreamlike. I was literally living almost every teenage girl's secret fairytale.

My death certainly puts a twist on this fairytale but I guess you can't have it every way.

I was acutely aware of the position of our laced hands on my thigh. I felt him brush his thumb over mine and the action meant the back of his thumb gently skimmed my thigh. I shivered at the intimacy of our situation. It felt so dreamlike and perfect.

"What are you thinking about?" Ty asked as he shot me a glance while we waited on the traffic lights to turn green.

"Nothing," I replied as I shot him a gentle smile. I didn't want to come across all soppy by spilling my thoughts to him.

"Wanna know what I'm thinking?" he questioned as he put the car into gear as the light turned green.

"Sure," I replied as I looked down at his hand in mine. It felt right - like we fitted together like a weird jigsaw. His hand in mine felt like it was supposed to be like that. We were supposed to be. I knew then, that I would never, ever, be able to find anyone who could mould to me like Tyler. He made me a better person- he made me the person who I wanted to be and for me, that was the most powerful thing any human connection could do.

"I'm thinking about how lucky I am right now," he said as he unlatched his fingers from mine so that he could run his index finger over the inside of my palm. I shivered under his touch; he was so gentle towards me.

"And why's that?" I asked him.

"Because I'm about to go on a date with probably the most brilliantly perfect girl in the world," he said as he sent me another smile. His smile, god, his smile! A slight upturn of his lips and he could get me to sign my mind, soul and body over to him.

"You're so cheesy," I teased him as I grasped his hand like he had done earlier.

"It's not cheesy if it's true," he shot back with another one of his dazzling smiles, "Now stop trying to poke fun at me- you're killing the moment."

With that I laughed and apologised to him.

When we arrived at the cinema, I sent my mum a quick text to let her know where I was. I did not want a repeat of last time.

"What film do you wanna see?" Tyler asked me with a genuine look of curiosity on his face that made me just want to grab him and kiss him repeatedly.