Is there really a me & you?

Chapter 11.

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Chapter 11.

Tyler’s POV.

Finally, it’s Saturday, the day of my party.  It’s going to be the best party of the year.

It was now 11.30am so I decided to get out of my bed since I wasn’t finding it comfortable anymore and went downstairs to the kitchen.  It was chilly in the house since I only had sweatpants on and no t-shirt on.

I got my favourite bowl out of the cupboard and poured my favourite cereal in it, cheerio’s.  This sounds very childish, but my favourite bowl is a Superman one since I actually love the Superman films.  I strolled into the lounge with the bowl of cereal in my hand and steadily sat down on the couch making sure it didn’t spill.  If it did spill it would be easy to wipe off since I had a leather couch but the smell of milk once it’s dried is disgusting.  I turned the TV on and looked through the films; I instantly saw Superman and decided to watch it.  What a coincidence.

The film had finished and I decided to text Lucy asking her if she wanted to come to my party.  When she came to my house yesterday, after that kiss it was pretty awkward.  I don’t even think Lucy was as into the kiss as I was since she only pulled away just to ask me about that damn fight.  This sounds really girly but when I kissed her, I felt tingles in my stomach, I’ve never felt that way when I kissed any other girl but this was Lucy me and my brain were talking about.  I really like her but for some reason my mind keeps telling me she doesn’t like me the same way back, I bet she only likes me as a friend since she likes Erick.  I have to find some way to stop her from liking him.

I decided to text Lucy asking her to come to my party.  ‘’Hey.  Lucy, I’m having a party tonight, would you like to come? X’’ I waited for a reply, my finger tapping my knee, I really hoped she didn’t say no because well...I never get rejected.  I’m the one that rejects.

‘’I can’t sorry.  I’m going on a date with Erick.’’ She never sent an ‘x’ after that and she usually does.  Is she mad at me or something!?  Wait forget about the ‘x’, she rejected me and I was really hoping she wouldn’t.  She rejected me for Erick, are you serious?  You know what, I don’t chase girls, they chase me so if she’s going to turn me down, and I’m not even going to try.  If she likes me, which she doesn’t she’ll come running back and she would definitely be forgetting about Erick.  Today, I’m not even going to think about Lucy, I’m just going to host my party and get drunk as hell.

It was now 5pm and I decided I might as well start getting ready for the party.  I obviously would need some help so I asked Drake to come by earlier to help.  I texted him then ran upstairs to get into the shower.  I first went into my room to get my boxers and to plug my iPhone in.  

I locked the bathroom door and got into the warm shower, I had to wait a few seconds before I could go in since it was freezing.  I washed myself and stood in the warmth since it was really relaxing.  I decided to get out since my legs were getting a bit tired and starting to ache from just standing still; I dried myself and put the towel around my waist.  I went into my room and got my blue jeans and white t-shirt out of the cupboard.  I checked my phone to see if Drake replied and he did, he replied 20 minutes ago and said he would be coming around in around 40-50 minutes.  I put my clothes on and went back into the bathroom to brush my teeth.  Once I was done and I just put my hands through my hair to ruffle it up a bit.  I looked at myself in the mirror and thought to myself, woah, I’m looking hot.  The doorbell rang and I rushed down to the front door.