I just hate people. Nothing more, nothing less.

Especially that rainbow haired guy who changes his hair colour almost very week.

"Sooner or later it's all gonna fall out and I'm gonna laugh and laugh till my gut hurts." I snicker and he glares at me as he runs a hand through his weird coloured hair.

"Well you change yours just as much as I do, so I wouldn't be talking Wild." He says eyes narrowing as mine copy his green ones.


13. "You basically just got a date for tomorrow."

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Michael and me stare wide eyed at my phone as it rings. None of us making a sound or even making a move towards the phone.

He looks at me. "You gonna answer it?"

I bite my lip before quickly picking up my phone and press answer, holding it to my ear nervously.

"H-hello?" I ask as Michael watches my every move like a damn hawk.

"Hello? Who's this?" The voice asks me and he sounds confused.

"U-um I'm Tyler, what's your name?" I ask and Michael hits my leg.

I glare at him hitting him back and finally pushing him off the bed with a loud thud. I quietly chuckle under my breath so the guy on the other end of my phone doesn't hear.

"You don't know who I am but you called me cute and all that other stuff yet you don't know my name?" He asks sounding even more confused then before.

"Uh yeah." I say and he groans.

"Let me guess. Michael put you up to this, didn't he?" He asks and I look at Michael who's urging me to continue.

I sigh rubbing my face. "Yeah. Look dude, I'm sorry."

He sighs again. "It's fine. Shit like this happens all the time to me.......... I really need to get a new number." He mumbles the last part but I still hear it.

"Sorry. Again." I say twisting my hair around my finger.

"Like I said before. It's fine." He says and I can't help but frown.

"What if we really met up? We could be friends and who knows, you might be the cutest guy ever?" I say while smirking and Michael looks at me confused.

"You'd want to really meet up with me?" He asks sounding shocked.

"Don't sound so shocked dude. Sure lets meet up at the ice cream shop. The one called Cold Hearted." I say and he giggles.

"Alright. Tomorrow? 12:00?" He asks sounding excited and I nod my head but hit myself cause he can't see me.

"Totally. That's perfect. Just message me whenever. Buhbye." I say after he says bye to me and I hang up.

I look at Michael who looks at me like I'm crazy. "What?" I ask confused.

"What? What?! You basically just got a date for tomorrow." He says and I shrug my shoulders.

"So? What's your point? And it's not a date." I say rolling my eyes.

"How the bloody hell do you get a date that fast? Usually it takes me a few days it just took you a phone call and a few messages." He says throwing his hands up and falls back on his bed.

I laugh and lay beside him. I turn on my side and he does the same facing me.

He brushes a piece of my hair out of my face and I take a deep breath l letting it out.

"You have really pretty eyes." He whispers out not taking his eyes away from me.

"And I'm hotter then him by the way." He says and I laugh shaking my head.

"I highly doubt that Mikey." I say chuckling and he lightly punches my arm.

"No I am. He only keeps his hair one colour. Like how could you do that? I'm gonna dye mine again soon. Probably tomorrow or something. But I am hotter. And a better hugger and kisser." He says proudly and I scoff.

"Bullshit. I bet he's better- hell I bet I'm better then you." I say laughing and he playfully scowls.

"I don't think so. I'm better. Guys are always better then girls." He says smirking and I narrow my eyes.

"Well that's just rude." I say crossing my arms sitting up.

"I'm still better even if you weren't a girl." He says and I roll my eyes but can't help but smile.

"Oh yeah?" I challenge. He sits up so were face to face.

"Yeah." He says and I slowly shake my head.

"No. I'm better." I say.

"No I am."

"No me."


"Bullshit Michael. I'm better just admit it." I say sticking my tongue out at him.

"How can I tell if I haven't kissed you yet?" He says smirking.

"Well I guess that's your own problem then, isn't it?" I smirk back and he chuckles.

"Well I don't know about you but I would like to solve that problem." He says moving closer to me.

"It's a pretty tricky problem." I say shrugging my shoulders.

He moves even closer and I don't move back or forward.

"I'm gonna solve it, don't you worry." He says lips right over mine, but there not touching. Yet.

"No ones stopping you." I whisper out.

He leans in more and my eyes start to flutter shut as I feel his lips graze mine gently.

"Tyler! Time to go! C'mon we're leaving now!" I hear my mom yell and I close my eyes and back up and he scratches the back of his neck awkwardly.

"I should- I've got to go." I say feeling awkward.

He nods his head and follows me out and down the stairs to see my mom and Brandon waiting for me chatting with Michael's mom.

I turn to Karen. "Thanks for having us. Your really good a cooking." I smile and she coos as she hug me and I smirk at Michael who's behind her back. He rolls his eyes as he silently flips me off .

We pull apart and she turns to Michael. "Michael say bye and give hugs."

"Hugs?" He asks and I can't help but snicker as he shoots daggers at me.

"Yes. Now." She says.

"Fine. I'll hug. As long as I don't have to kiss anyone, I'm good." He says but then blushes deep red and I feel my body heat up.

"Oooh! You can kiss Tyler on the cheek! That's what a good gentleman would do." His mom says and he looks at her in disbelief.

"You want me to kiss her on the cheek and give her a hug to?" He asks and I places hand over my heart and gasp.

"Ouch. And here I thought you wanted to get close to me like before on the couch, when you were complaining cause I was moving away from you and all you wanted was to be close to me." I say smirking and he shoots daggers at me again.

"Just do it Michael." Karen says and Michael comes up to my mom and hugs her and shakes my brothers hand quickly.

Then he turns to me and I smirk. He slowly walks up to me and wraps his arms around my waist slowly and I put mine around his neck. He buries his face in my hair and mine goes into his neck.

After a moment we pull back and we both look at Karen who looks like she's about to burst.

"Ooh! That was perfect! You guys must come over again so I can see that again!!" She gushes and I chuckle awkwardly.

I turn but Karen yells "Wait!"

We all stop and see what she wants this time.

She turns to Michael. "You didn't kiss her cheek."

My eyes widen a little and he looks at me with bright eyes.

He walks back over to me and pulls me close to him and instead of just pecking me on my cheek fast to get it over with, he kisses my forehead, leaving his lips there for a few seconds before pulling away and walking back up to his room but not before sending me a secret smile and disappearing back up the stairs.

I bite my lip and quickly smile at Karen again and run back over to my house. Thank god were not that far apart. Our houses I mean.

I go in and right up to my room, taking my shoes off first.

I grab out fuzzy pyjama pants and a lime green tank top. I go into my bathroom and change, then take off all my makeup.

I close my curtains but not before noticing a window right across from mine.

All of a sudden the curtains to that window open and Michael looks up at me, he blinks a few times before sending a small wave to me and a smile to go along with it.

I do the same thing and close my curtains and turn my lights off, climbing into bed. Pulling my blanket right up to my chin as I close my eyes and my mind drifts to a certain revers skunk haired boy as I fall asleep.....

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