Tyler's arm is around you.

It's heavy on your shoulders, comforting. You feel tiny as he pulls you in. You're breathing rapidly as he brushes your bangs out of your eyes.

Holy shit! Is he gonna kiss me...

You brace yourself, unsure how to feel. You're excited at the prospect, but you don't know why.

Then he turns you around. Your eyes snap open. He's leading you to the stair to sit down. He strokes your hair and tells you he believes you. Your heart had been racing like mad from the kiss that hadn't happened. Now you're calm again.

"Look, babe. On Monday we'll go down and find my dad. His company just acquired some kinda experimental lab. If they don't know what's up, they can find out. We just need to lay low for the weekend."

You're not sure why, but that crappy plan made you feel better.

"Plus, you're hot. This is gonna be awesome."

You huff a little, annoyed at the last remark. Then you shoot up to your feet. You realized you'd been holding his hand.

A little flustered you say, "Ok just, I need some different cloths. Please say you have something at your place."

You feel foolish for having asked, as soon as it comes out of your mouth.

"Yeah, buddy, I've got a cute pencil skirt in the trunk actually." Tyler laughs and ruffles your hair as he walks over to his car. "Nah...