Hello Again
I Don't Know What To Feel
Waking up on Tyler that morning made everything feel so surreal and like old times. I woke up feeling him twitch. I opened my eyes and realized I was on top of him and he was awake. We both looked at each other oddly for a bit, realizing that his arms were still wrapped around my waist. I blushed and got up off of him quickly, not wanting to embarrass myself infront of him. Clearly he wanted to move and I wasn’t helping him by any means.
After my awkward shower, I went back downstairs and grabbed myself some yogurt with granola and fruit and watched some tv. Minutes later, Tyler came through the front door sweating like crazy. He obviously just went for a run and needed to blow off some steam. He wiped his forehead with his shirt while he walked by, flashing his abs infront of my face, teasing me like crazy. No words were said, as he walked by listening to his music, not even making eye contact with me.
For most of the day it was like that. He did his thing while I did mine. I decided to help Jamie and Brad out by organizing their linen closets in their hallways and guest rooms, since they were a disorganized mess. I could hear Tyler listening to some music through his bedroom door. He didn’t once get out to do something all day. It was like last night didn’t even happen. Was it something I did? I mean, he lead me on and flirted. He chose the scary movie when he knows I don’t like them at all. And he invited me to cuddle with him. It can’t be my fault, can it?
Around 3 he came out of his room and was talking on his cellphone. I could tell he was talking with his mom and dad. When he got into the kitchen where I was, he sat at a bar stool and put his phone down, letting out a great big sigh. “You okay?” I asked, wanting to be somewhat of a help. “Yeah, I just get homesick sometimes. My parents were telling me all about Marshall and I just miss him.” He loved that dog more than anyone. “Do you know when he is going to come down?” “Not too sure. My parents are coming down for the first game of the season so I’m sure they’ll bring him down.” “Aw that’s nice. I miss my dog.” “Oh yeah, how is Bear?” he asked, playing with his phone, looking at me concerned. “I had to put him down a year ago,” I replied, trying not to cry. He knew how much Bear meant to me.
“Aw I’m so sorry to hear that. I had no idea you would have to put him down so soon.” “Yeah, he got really sick and it was a sin watching him. A lot has changed in the past year.” “Yeah no kidding.” he said as we both awkwardly looked away from each other. “What else has happened?” he asked quietly. “Uhm, not too much, graduated from college. Working at the family business and that’s about it really, you?” “Oh nothing too much, just hockey and trying to make more friends down here.” “Oh. By the looks of it I thought you had tons of friends here and stuff.” “I do but not really I guess, I don’t know. I just go out a lot.” “Oh, I see. And going places like bars and clubs will find you friends?” “Well it got me some.” I could feel myself getting angry with our conversation so I decided to end it pretty fast. Last night we were on great terms, and I want to keep it that way for the most part. After a couple of awkward minutes, I noticed Tyler and I were staring at each other. I don’t know what it was but an overwhelming sensation came over my body. I don’t know what it was. Tyler could sense my anger about what had happened the past few years and he knew it hurt me to even think about it. He knew I was badly hurt by him and that this wasn’t easy for the both of us, being forced to be so close with each other. I could feel the tears welting up in my eyes, remembering the feelings and emotions that I experienced over him, not too long ago. And last night really affected my feelings.
The tears formed in my eyes so fast and my lip was quivering a little bit. Tyler saw, and got out of the stool. He stood infront of me and rubbed my arms, then embraced me in a hug, squeezing me the way he would when we were together. The feeling was all too familiar for me, and my heart beat started racing as I hugged him back. I was very hesitant, and I didn’t want to do the wrong thing. I started to sob into his chest, feeling as if all of my built up anger and sadness hit me harder than a tidal wave. His hands rubbed my back up and down, and he whispered, “I’m sorry,” in my ear ever so softly. It felt so good to hear him say that and I just wanted to kiss him right then and there. But I wasn’t going to allow myself.
After my little cry, I went for a bubble bath and relaxed for a bit. When I came downstairs into the kitchen, I could see Tyler making something. “What are you making?” I asked very confused. “I am going to prove to you that mac and cheese is different from Kraft Dinner back home.” “Oh god,” I laughed rubbing my eyes. After he served me up some, we went into the TV room and picked yet another movie. This time is was some romantic comedy. It was hilarious but had it’s sad parts, like any other chick flick would have.
Near the end of the movie, we could hear rain pounding on the roof and windows. The power cut out with half an hour left in the movie and I really wanted to see the ending. “Do you want to finish watching it on my laptop?” he asked, after I said, “Aw man, it was just getting good!” I nodded and up to his room we went. I hadn’t been in his room up till that point for that long. He told me to get comfy in his bed while he set it up. He jumped back onto the bed and snuggled into me, since the screen wasn’t that big for both of us to see. I lay into his chest and he looked down at me from time to time while we watched it. Near the end, he asked, “so was the mac and cheese different from KD?” “It wasn’t nearly as good and tasted like crap.” “Now what about this?” he asked. I looked at him confused, then he kissed my forehead. After I finished staring at him dumbfoundedly, I replied, “that seemed just right to me.” “Good,” he said. I wish he’d kissed my lips instead. So, so badly.
Once the movie was over, I went to get up and go to my bed as the thunder roared. He grabbed my wrist and asked in his most cute and adorable sleepy voice, “don’t go, can you please stay?” I couldn’t resist that voice or the way he looked, laying shirtless in bed with his sleep pants on and his messy hair off to the side. I climbed onto the bed with him and he took us under the covers. I fell asleep with Tyler behind me, spooning me the way I liked it, and dreamt that we could stay like this forever.
After my awkward shower, I went back downstairs and grabbed myself some yogurt with granola and fruit and watched some tv. Minutes later, Tyler came through the front door sweating like crazy. He obviously just went for a run and needed to blow off some steam. He wiped his forehead with his shirt while he walked by, flashing his abs infront of my face, teasing me like crazy. No words were said, as he walked by listening to his music, not even making eye contact with me.
For most of the day it was like that. He did his thing while I did mine. I decided to help Jamie and Brad out by organizing their linen closets in their hallways and guest rooms, since they were a disorganized mess. I could hear Tyler listening to some music through his bedroom door. He didn’t once get out to do something all day. It was like last night didn’t even happen. Was it something I did? I mean, he lead me on and flirted. He chose the scary movie when he knows I don’t like them at all. And he invited me to cuddle with him. It can’t be my fault, can it?
Around 3 he came out of his room and was talking on his cellphone. I could tell he was talking with his mom and dad. When he got into the kitchen where I was, he sat at a bar stool and put his phone down, letting out a great big sigh. “You okay?” I asked, wanting to be somewhat of a help. “Yeah, I just get homesick sometimes. My parents were telling me all about Marshall and I just miss him.” He loved that dog more than anyone. “Do you know when he is going to come down?” “Not too sure. My parents are coming down for the first game of the season so I’m sure they’ll bring him down.” “Aw that’s nice. I miss my dog.” “Oh yeah, how is Bear?” he asked, playing with his phone, looking at me concerned. “I had to put him down a year ago,” I replied, trying not to cry. He knew how much Bear meant to me.
“Aw I’m so sorry to hear that. I had no idea you would have to put him down so soon.” “Yeah, he got really sick and it was a sin watching him. A lot has changed in the past year.” “Yeah no kidding.” he said as we both awkwardly looked away from each other. “What else has happened?” he asked quietly. “Uhm, not too much, graduated from college. Working at the family business and that’s about it really, you?” “Oh nothing too much, just hockey and trying to make more friends down here.” “Oh. By the looks of it I thought you had tons of friends here and stuff.” “I do but not really I guess, I don’t know. I just go out a lot.” “Oh, I see. And going places like bars and clubs will find you friends?” “Well it got me some.” I could feel myself getting angry with our conversation so I decided to end it pretty fast. Last night we were on great terms, and I want to keep it that way for the most part. After a couple of awkward minutes, I noticed Tyler and I were staring at each other. I don’t know what it was but an overwhelming sensation came over my body. I don’t know what it was. Tyler could sense my anger about what had happened the past few years and he knew it hurt me to even think about it. He knew I was badly hurt by him and that this wasn’t easy for the both of us, being forced to be so close with each other. I could feel the tears welting up in my eyes, remembering the feelings and emotions that I experienced over him, not too long ago. And last night really affected my feelings.
The tears formed in my eyes so fast and my lip was quivering a little bit. Tyler saw, and got out of the stool. He stood infront of me and rubbed my arms, then embraced me in a hug, squeezing me the way he would when we were together. The feeling was all too familiar for me, and my heart beat started racing as I hugged him back. I was very hesitant, and I didn’t want to do the wrong thing. I started to sob into his chest, feeling as if all of my built up anger and sadness hit me harder than a tidal wave. His hands rubbed my back up and down, and he whispered, “I’m sorry,” in my ear ever so softly. It felt so good to hear him say that and I just wanted to kiss him right then and there. But I wasn’t going to allow myself.
After my little cry, I went for a bubble bath and relaxed for a bit. When I came downstairs into the kitchen, I could see Tyler making something. “What are you making?” I asked very confused. “I am going to prove to you that mac and cheese is different from Kraft Dinner back home.” “Oh god,” I laughed rubbing my eyes. After he served me up some, we went into the TV room and picked yet another movie. This time is was some romantic comedy. It was hilarious but had it’s sad parts, like any other chick flick would have.
Near the end of the movie, we could hear rain pounding on the roof and windows. The power cut out with half an hour left in the movie and I really wanted to see the ending. “Do you want to finish watching it on my laptop?” he asked, after I said, “Aw man, it was just getting good!” I nodded and up to his room we went. I hadn’t been in his room up till that point for that long. He told me to get comfy in his bed while he set it up. He jumped back onto the bed and snuggled into me, since the screen wasn’t that big for both of us to see. I lay into his chest and he looked down at me from time to time while we watched it. Near the end, he asked, “so was the mac and cheese different from KD?” “It wasn’t nearly as good and tasted like crap.” “Now what about this?” he asked. I looked at him confused, then he kissed my forehead. After I finished staring at him dumbfoundedly, I replied, “that seemed just right to me.” “Good,” he said. I wish he’d kissed my lips instead. So, so badly.
Once the movie was over, I went to get up and go to my bed as the thunder roared. He grabbed my wrist and asked in his most cute and adorable sleepy voice, “don’t go, can you please stay?” I couldn’t resist that voice or the way he looked, laying shirtless in bed with his sleep pants on and his messy hair off to the side. I climbed onto the bed with him and he took us under the covers. I fell asleep with Tyler behind me, spooning me the way I liked it, and dreamt that we could stay like this forever.
Notes
Outfit of the chapter: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=81131943Ouuu what's gonna happen when Jamie and Brad get back!? Who knows? Please let me know what you think! :) Thanks for reading!
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I hope there is another sequel! I have enjoyed this story and would love to see where their relationship goes.
12/30/13