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bapyess1r · 4 years

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Amphetamine

WARNINGS: SMUT! , age difference, use of substance, cursing

CHAPTER 5

Sam’s POV

The last kiss from Talia left me with a tight sensation in my pants as I crossed the street to my house. As much as I would’ve loved to bend her over right then and there, I knew I couldn’t. I never had this problem with other women so why was it that this one girl could change that. Like I had some morals… She made me fall for her in only a day and I didn’t know what to do with myself. I sighed as I shuffled back into my home, not bothering to turn off the music that still played softly in the background. I sat on the couch, an extra cup of whiskey sitting before me on the coffee table. “Fuck it.” I said sitting up to grab it and drink it. Jim Beam Apple and soda… it tasted like when we kissed the first time. I groaned as the memory sent a sensation through my chest and my pants tightened once more. I grabbed a cigarette and lit it in hopes to distract myself from the thoughts and the pressure building in me. I was going to let it be but the more I left it alone, the more it started to bother me. I groaned again and let my cigarette hang from my lips. “Okay, okay! Fuck…” I said to myself. I leaned back into my couch and undid my jeans, lifting my hips up to remove them. As I pulled on my boxers, my dick damn near sprung out on its own. I hissed as the fabric graced the tip on its way down. I took a long look at it standing bright pink, painful, and proud. “Just couldn’t control yourself could you….” I lazily grabbed hold of it and began moving my hand up and down. I threw my head back in an attempt to relax, thinking of Talia and how she looked singing tonight. Her curvy body swaying to the music, the sound and tone of her voice, the light in her smile, the swing of her hips as she walked… I let out a shameless moan as smoke exited my nostrils. The ash was falling onto my chest but I didn’t care. I became more and more sensitive as I remembered the feel of her lips on mine, her body wrapped in my arms, her hands running up my chest, tugging on my shirt in a needy fashion, and then I began thinking of all the things I wished I could’ve done to her. My hips bucked from the sensation and I picked up the pace. I stomped my foot with a hard grunt the closer I brought myself to climax. I ran my fingers through my hair with my free hand and let it rest on the back of the couch as I went. My knee was bouncing impatiently as that burning feeling in the pit of my stomach began to swell. My skin was beginning to heat up. “God damn…” I whispered as my thoughts drifted to bending her over the counter, ramming into her until she cried out. With a low growl, I picked up the pace and I twitched in my hands. “Woah!” I shouted as I released into the air, making an absolute mess of myself. “Fuck…” I huffed, relaxed now that I’d relieved myself. Without thinking, I shed myself of my shirt, and cleaned up my surroundings.

I was fine for now but I wasn’t sure how much longer I could last around Talia without scooping her into my arms and taking her to my bed. But for now, I had to settle for flirting and some cheeky kisses. ‘Not until she’s ready.’ I thought, finishing the last of the whisky soda. I stood up to turn off the music and lights in the house, shuffling to my room as I kicked off my boots. I fell flat onto the large plush bed and sighed, drifting off to sleep.

Talia’s POV

I woke up the next morning with a pounding headache, my mouth tasting like isopropyl. My best friend wrapped around my arm like I was gonna go somewhere. ‘I guess she really did miss me.’ I chuckled, trying to sit up without rocking the boat in my head. I slapped the side of Anna’s cheek lightly, telling her to get up. “Why?! What happened?!” She whined sitting up.

“I’m starving, let’s go eat…” I said.

“Can we get pollo loco? I really want some…” she asked, stretching and wiping the drool off her face.

“Yeah, yeah….” I nodded in a hushed tone, rushing to get dressed for some reason. I tried really hard to put the pieces of last night back together. After the performance, I couldn’t remember a thing. “Do you remember anything about last night?” She responded with a smile.

“Heeellll yeah I remember some things… and some thangs.” She wiggled her eyebrows and threw her hair up in a messy bun. “ I was hanging out with Marcel- that beautiful chocolate man- Louie was with Jules playin bean bag and then you and Sam went to join and play teams, theeennnnn……” she gave me a wicked grin.

“Please tell me I didn’t strip…” I whined. I knew I could get kinda crazy when I was under the influence.

“You would’ve had your tongue not been shoved down Sam’s throat.” She grabbed her face and blushed for me. That’s when I remembered…

“Shit. We did kiss… aaagghhh!” I cried falling backwards into my bed. “Do you think he hated it?”

“From the look on his face, he far from hated it, girl. You’re ok.” She said tapping my arm. “Sooo you gonna pursue Mr. Samuel Drake?” She asked in a dreamy tone. Honestly, I wasn’t sure. I thought maybe he’d want someone with their life put together. Or a bit older…

“What do you think?” I asked her.

“Honestly… I think you should. I mean he’s different from your usual type but it’s the good kind of different. And… God. It’s like he’s got something you need… I don’t know what it is but I’m sure you’ll figure it out along the way. Even though I’ve just met him and you’ve just met him, the way he looks at you… the way he treats you… And he’s certainly one of the better looking ones-”

“You tryna say I date ugly muh fuckers-”

“Um, no bitch, I’m telling you you’ve dated some ugly muh fuckers and THATS the tea.” she said in a matter of fact tone causing me to crack up. “Listen. I say go for it. It’s early days- yes- but be headstrong about it. And don’t change for him. Be unequivocally you. Because you deserve someone who loves you like that.”

“Aww fren!” I exclaimed, throwing my arms around her tightly before getting up to shower.

“Can I shower after you?” she asked, walking towards my dresser to rummage through my tee shirts. “Also can I steal a shirt?”

“Yeah girl.” I answered, closing the door.

After we showered and got dressed, we greeted my Godfamily and headed out about our day. Both Godparents were off this weekend and I didn’t wanna get in the way of core family time. Also, Anna and I had several things to do within two days' time. We threw on our shades as we walked to my blue Jeep, enjoying the morning sunshine and breeze. “Fuck I’m nauseous and I’m starving…” I groaned as it suddenly hit me.

“Wanna smoke? We can hot box the Jeep like we used to.” she said searching through her bag and pulling out a pack of rolling papers.

“Anais Long… How’d you know I had some on me?” I chuckled, speeding up our walk to the car.

“Bitch I’m not stupid! I saw you tuck it in there!” she laughed, running after me.

In a matter of minutes, we were sitting in the Jeep, staring at the sky through the sunroof as Siouxsie Sioux played softly in the background through the radio.

“What do you wanna do today?” I asked her as a flock of seagulls flew overhead.

“I really wanna go to the beach…” she answered, sitting up to ash the blunt to me.

“The beach sounds...fine.” My voice trailed off as I was distracted by Sam headed to the docks for his morning cigarette. His muscular body clad in a white tank top and gray sweatpants. A tattoo I hadn’t seen before was exposed on his left shoulder. Anna looked up with a gasp, lowering her glasses to get a better look.

“Very fine indeed...” she said sitting forward, almost choking on the smoke. “How big do you think he is?” She asked impulsively and I cackled, punching her in the arm.

“Jesus Christ, girl!” I giggled like a little school girl as I watched him take a seat and start on his first cigarette, repeatedly looking back at the gate behind him; like he was waiting for someone…

“Oh my god, is he looking for you? GIRL HE’S LOOKING FOR YOU!” she said undoing my seatbelt.

“What are you doing?!” I chuckled.

“Well you’re not just gonna sit in here and let him look like a lost puppy. You have to go out there!” she said reaching over me and opening the door as best as she could with her short arms. “Go bitch!”

“And leave you by yourself?”

“Yes bitch leave me by myself and go get your man!” She said rather enthusiastically.

I took a deep breath as that wave of nervousness crashed over me, even more so now that we’ve kissed. “Be strong bitch!” She told me and I nodded to leave.

I hopped out of the van and walked over. The gate startled me as I opened it up, pulling on my crop top nervously, I shuffled over and sat down without saying a word. “You know normal people say ‘Good morning.’” I heard his deep voice say as I fidgeted with the fringe on the hole of my baggy jeans.

“Sorry. I’m just really high.” I excused and he belted a cute little laugh.

“Wake n’ bake huh?”

“Yeah…. wanna come?” I asked, staring at him. He pouted his bottom lip and nodded.

“I don’t have any plans for the day. Why not?” He stood up suddenly offering me a hand. I took it and with a simple flex of the arm he pulled me up with ease. A bolt of attraction shot through me as I looked up at him. Most of the guys I dated couldn’t lift me up for more than ten seconds and he did it so easily. I couldn’t just sit and stare... I had to say something.

“I like your tattoo.” I said, actually able to get a good look at it. It was a hand of card with Lucky written on a banner beneath it.

“Thanks. I got it in prison.” he smirked, heading for the gate.

“Prison?!” I exclaimed.

“Yeah. Comes with some bad memories and what not.” he said trying to shrug it off. I could tell it bothered him though. Briefly, I stopped to look him in his hazel eyes.

“You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.” I said. He gave me a warm smile and stroked my cheek.

“You’re the sweetest.” he told me and I led him to the jeep where Anna was waving like a crazy person. He popped open the back door and slid in with a grin to greet Anna.

“Good morning, handsome!” she cooed, laying it on thick for me.

“Hiya, sweetheart! Hope this Florida weather is treating you right.” he said, closing the door behind him. He slouched a bit to get comfortable.

“Oh, I love it,” she replied. “We were actually just talking about hitting the beach.”

“Ah, now that’s an idea.” he said, taking a smooth hit and acknowledging the quality of the blunt. “Even better idea: I have a boat.” he said with a slight cough as he exhaled.

“Shut the fuck up- do you really?!” Anna became ten times more excited than she already was. He nodded with a big smile.

“If you want, you could make a day of it. I’ll take you to the boardwalk.” He said, winking at me.

“YES PLEASE!” Anna squealed.

“Talia? What say you?” he asked, seeking my permission. Then I had an idea myself.

“One condition… you’re coming with us.” I said with a mischievous grin, taking the blunt between my lips. He raised an intrigued thick brow before returning the smile.

“Sounds like a deal. I’ll call up Marcel. I’m sure there’s still some food and booze left over from last night.”

“You still wanna drink?” I said looking surprised. “Old man like you still tryna kick it.”

“Listen I’m only 42. I can hang, alright.” he chuckled.

“42 THE FUCK WHERE?!” Anna exclaimed, hanging over the passenger seat. “YOU LOOK 30!”

“You’re too kind, please! Keep talkin’.” He smirked as Anna took her hit.

“Well, we need to stop and get her swimsuit from the hotel.” I said, as I watched them exchange the blunt.

“Okay. That gives me a bit of time to get everything ready. Maybe grab some ice for the cooler-”

“I got it. Don’t worry about that.” Anna nodded.

“Alright then! Well, I guess I should get started. See you ladies in an hour?”

“More than enough time.” she smiled at him.

“I love how you two just planned my whole day for me.” I chuckled, turning in my seat to start the jeep. I rolled the windows down as he got out and he stopped at my window, brushing his hand against my arm gently.

“Be safe driving, okay?” he said, quite vulnerably actually. My breathing hitched and I nodded my head as I stared into his bright eyes. He smiled kindly and patted the hood of the car to send me off before walking towards his house, lighting another cigarette.

I turned my head to back out, just to be met with Anna's large ‘tarded smile.

“God you’re such a crackhead.” I chuckled as she danced in her seat.

“He likes you, he likes you!” she sang, making me laugh. And she continued. “He likes yo booty, he wanna touch it-”

“OH MY GOD!” I screamed in laughter as we started for the hotel.

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pixlokita · 6 years

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ngl all those tags made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside :o also I hadn't known that about the rabbit gifts, but that sounds very nice!! I am pleased to contribute to this tradition, albeit unknowingly!! lol. I hope u have a better tomorrow, hon!

thats how i felt when i saw tha absolutely perfevt bun cone so thank you fren

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cagcdbird · 4 years

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hello fren !!! even tho we recently met I absolutely love you and your babie !! I hope the rest of the night treated you better *pats*

<ooc> thank you sweet nonnie!! i am sure that my other fur babie will be fine after tonight’s events, and i will be certain to update (her royal bunness is fine and dandy, it’s my little old doggie causing me all the stress and worry)——but thank you for taking time out of your day to check in, that’s ever so sweet of you. you are a good egg and i sincerely hope the karma gods repay your kindness. ٩(◕‿◕｡)۶

#OOC.#ANSWERED.#i - really needed that tonight. thank you #you're a sweetiepie.

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cack1e · 7 years

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tAgged

I HAVE BEEN TAGGED BY @fandomhavenskittles SO THANK YOU FREN FOR TAGGING ME

Rules: Tag ten followers that you want to get to know better.

NAME: OHOH THAT'S PRIVATE

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GENDER: IT'S REALLY CONFUSING DUE TO THE VOID THING THAT HAPPENS EVERY NOW AND AGAIN BUT I'LL JUST SAY I'M FEMALE WITH THEY/THEM PRONOUNS OCCASIONALLY DUE TO SAID VOID

STAR SIGN: aRIES

HEIGHT: RATHER 4'9" OR 5' BUT PROBABLY 5' BECAUSE I HAVE GROWN >:D

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FAVOURITE ANIMALS: TOO MANY TO LIST BUT TRUE FACT™ WHENEVER I SEE A SQUIRREL I START SQUEALING

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: AROUND 8 BECAUSE I'M SCARED OF THE THOUGHT THAT MY BRAIN EATS ITSELF WHEN SLEEP DEPRIVED

CURRENT TIME: 10:22AM THOUGH I'M STILL TIRED

DOGGOS OR CATTOS: AAAAA PROBABLY DOGGOS BUT I LOVE CATTOS TOO

BLANKETS YOU SLEEP WITH: ONE IF IT'S COLD, TWO IF IT'S REALLY COLD AND A SHEET IF IT'S REALLY WARM.

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WHEN I MADE MY BLOB: A LONG LONG TIME AGO BUT I NEVER REALLY USED TO GO ON IT BUT I STARTED USING IT PROPERLY WHEN I MET MY FRIENDOS ON PONY TOWN. THAT WAS ROUGHLY AROUND THE START OF THIS YEAR.

FOLLOWERS: 73 wHERE DID YOU PEOPLE COME FROM-

WHY YOU MADE YOUR TUMBLR: SO I CAN REBLOB AND LIKE CREATORS WORKS BECAUSE I SAW A POST ON A BLOG THAT I WAS SCROLLING THROUGH REGARDING A LACK OF NOTES IN THE CREATOR COMMUNITY AND I FELT BAD. AFTER THAT I SPAMMED CQ-

REASON FOR YOUR URL: WELL MY NICKNAME WAS PASTEL AND I GOT THE NICKNAME "LE TURF" ONE TIME WHEN I TRIED TO SAY "I AM LE TURD" ANDIR AUTOCORRECTED TO TURF SO I JUST COMBINED THEM. I ALSO GOT RICHARDTURF FROM @fakku-bun :D

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TEN PEOPLE IS A LOT SO IF YOU DON'T WANT TO DO THE TAG THEN THAT'S OKEI :D

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pieceoftopcrap · 7 years

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Cause you're mine Pt II (Tyler Joseph x reader)

Hello frens. I'm back at it again with a second part to my Cause you're mine imagine. A couple people asked me for it so here it is and I hope you all enjoy. Also remember to send me any requests. I'll do anything with Tyler Joseph or Josh Dun (not smut though) ------- It had been a week. One whole week of no contact with Tyler. He hadn't called, texted, stopped by, anything. He had been completely cut off and you couldn't blame him. You found yourself unable to make the first move too. So there you were again, laying in your small, crappy apartment, crying your heart out over the boy with the brown eyes and tattoos. You weren't saying that night wasn't great, but it certainly wasn't worth it. You had lost your best friend of years due to a stupid mistake. Although, screwing your best friend wasn't just one little mistake. It was a huge mistake and it caused your world to crash and crumble around you. You loved Tyler. Genuinely loved him. He was your best friend. He was the person you could rant to, talk to, joke with. You told him everything and supported him. You'd surprise him during the tour. On late nights, you two would play video games or watch TV, laying on the couch, sometimes cuddling. Your heart swelled with joy whenever he accomplished something or was happy. His sly smile he had when he saw you always made your day better. The way his hands fit yours so well when he would hold them when you were nervous or lonely was perfect. Maybe there were feelings. Maybe the whole reason you talked to Tyler all those years, back in high school, was because you had a crush on him. But he had grown on you and you guys formed an unlikely bond. As you laid on your couch, staring at the random show on the tv, you heard your doorbell ring and slowly wiped your tears away. You had washed Tyler's hoodie and you were wearing it, again, because it still smelled like pine needles like him. You wore sweats and your hair was pulled into a bun. You were an absolute wreck. You slowly slid the door open and was met with Josh, who looked at you with a small, sad smile on your face. "Oh, um, Josh, this isn't the best of times." You lamely said, sniffling. "What happened between you and Tyler? He won't tell me anything but he has been sulking around for the past week and I know you two haven't talked at all." Josh said, a concerned look painting his face. "I'd rather not talk about, to be honest." You muttered walking away from the door as Josh walked in, closing it behind him. "(Y/N), come on. I'd never seen him like this. He is beating himself up for whatever happened. He feels so guilty for it. He is so afraid he's lost you and you haven't contacted him all week." "He hasn't contacted me all week either." You throw yourself down on the couch, looking down at your feet. You heard Josh sigh. "Okay, you two are so fucking stubborn. What the hell happened?" Josh said. You looked up and were shocked to see Josh almost looked mad. Josh was a happy guy overall and you didn't see him mad often. But right now he looked annoyed and exasperated. "We went to his place the night we went to the night club." You looked down at your feet, too ashamed to look at Josh. "So what? He usually takes you to his place and watches you." Josh said with a hint of confusion in his voice. "Josh, we slept together." You let out, feeling tears prick your eyes as you continued staring at the floor. Not only had you lost Tyler, but here you were, loosing Josh while you were at it. "As in, like together together?" You looked up at Josh who met you with a soft look as you started to cry. "We were both so drunk and he said some stuff and next thing I know, I'm waking up in his bed, naked. I don't want to lose him, Josh." You felt your body start to shake and Josh walked over to you, holding you as sobs left your throat. "(Y/N), you aren't gonna loose Tyler. He couldn't last without you. He loves you to death and he hates himself for what happen. He feels so guilty. You really need to talk to him." Josh said, stroking your back with his hand. You collected yourself and sat up softly, looking at Josh and giving him a small smile. "You're right. I'll do it. I promise." "Good. I've gotta go but I'll hopefully see you later, okay?" "Yeah. Thanks." You said as Josh got up, heading towards the door. He looked back at you and smiled, giving you a small nod before he left you alone. ------- TYLER POV I looked up, seeing Josh standing there, looking at me. "I just paid (Y/N) a little visit." He plainly said and I looked back down at my feet. I felt like a monster. What happened was my fault. Usually I protect her when we go drinking or partying or anything. I watch her all night, make sure nothing happens, make sure no one bothers her. I usually take her to my place and give her my bed to sleep in. But this time, I completely lost all inhibitions and I hurt her. I couldn't protect her from myself. Tears pricked my eyes. I was in love with her. Every bit of me loved her. The way she snorted when she thought something was hilarious. When she was having anxiety, I would hold her and sing to her and she would calm down. The way her eyes sparkled when she was excited or inspired. She was my all and everything since high school and I fucked it up. "Listen, why didn't you just tell me? I'm sure it will be fine if you just talk to her." Josh said in a soothing tone but I didn't think I could say anything to make things better. "Josh, leave me alone." I barely said but he sighed in response. "I know you are in love with her. I know you didn't want to hurt her. But you ignoring her and not talking to her is hurting her a whole lot more than what happened that night. She is blaming herself, Tyler, when it's not her fault or your fault. So what? You got drunk. You had sex. You messed up." Josh said, sitting next to me and patting my back. "Things could go back to normal if you talk to her. Or maybe you could tell her about your feelings." "I took advantage of her. I saw she was vulnerable and I proposed the whole entire thing, Josh. It's not her fault but it certainly is my fault. What happened that night shouldn't have happened." I spat, hating myself. "Man, I don't know what to say anymore. You are beating yourself up way too much over this. It takes two to tango and you both fucked up. Make sure it doesn't happen again. Just talk to her." Josh got up, walking out of my apartment, leaving me alone. ------- (Y/N) POV You slowly brought your hand up the door, timidly knocking, afraid of the reaction you'd be met with. Would it be anger? Annoyance? Sadness? You had no clue but it had taken every fiber of your being to exit your car and ride the elevator to Tyler's floor. It had been two days since Josh has paid a visit, and those days had been full of you planning what you would say. But, as you stood in front of his door, you remember nothing you rehearsed and turned into a trembling mess. Tears threatened to spill from your eyes and your hands clutched at Tyler's clothes that you had in your hands. It shouldn't be this hard to talk to Tyler. He was your best friend. The door opened and you were met with Tyler's face. His hair that he shaved was starting to grow back a little and you could see he looked tired and broken. Your heart twisted in your chest, knowing you were part of the reason why he was hurting inside. You hated seeing him like this and wanted to hold him in your arms. But that wouldn't exactly be appropriate in this situation. "Hey." you timidly said, giving a nervous smile to Tyler as he stared at you in shock. "(Y/N), what...what are you doing?" He asked. Of course he wanted to know what you were doing. He probably didn't want you here in the first place. "Well, I told y-you that I'd bring your clothes back that you let me borrow." You looked down at the hoodie and sweats in your hands and Tyler's vision also looked there before meeting your eyes again. "Well, come in." He said, opening the door wider for you as you timidly walked in. He closed the door behind the two of you and you turned around, standing in the entry way, staring at each other. "So..." Tyler quietly said and you shoved your hands out, offering him the clothes. He took them out of your hands and held them, this time looking at the clothes instead of you. "Thanks." "Tyler?" "Yeah?" "I'm sorry." You whispered, tears escaping as your head hung low. "No, (Y/N), it wasn't your fault at all. I shouldn't have pressured you. I'm so sorry." Tyler dropped the clothes and walked over you, grabbing one of your hands and stroking it with his fingers as you cried. "You didn't pressure me. I practically threw myself at you that night. I don't want everything to be ruined though. I can't loose you. Please don't leave me, Tyler." You begged. You felt Tyler's hands grab your cheek, raising your head so you were staring into his eyes which were full of tears. He smiled at you softly, stroking your cheeks with your thumb. You felt at home for the first time in over a week. You had missed Tyler so much and in that moment, you realized how much you loved that adorable goofball. "Nothing could make me leave you or ditch you. I care for you too much to leave you, (Y/N)." Tyler said, only love in his eyes as he smiled even brighter. His face looked completely different than the man who opened the door and you smiled. Tyler wiped your tears away and pushed your hair behind your ears before pulling you into a huge hug. His arms wrapped around your whole body and you put yours around his neck. He smelled of pine trees as always and he was warm. You clutched on tighter and Tyler chuckled, pulling you closer to him. "Why are you so good to me?" You mumbled as your pressed your head against his neck and you felt his body rumble as he laughed. "Cause I'm in love with you." He nonchalantly said before realizing what escaped his mouth. You both froze in the moment before you slowly pulled away, Tyler's arms still loosely wrapped around you. His face was covered in shock, much like yours as you both stood like that for what felt like hours, staring at each other. "I'm so sorry. I am so-" "Tyler, how long?" Tyler finally pulled away from you, still staring into your eyes as he nervously played with the hem of his shirt. "Since high school, to be honest." "Tyler?" You nervously let out. "Yeah?" "What would you do if I told you I love you too?" You couldn't bring yourself to look away from him as his jaw dropped a little, giving you an awry look. "I'd probably kiss you." Tyler responded and your cheeks flushed. "Well, in which case, I love you too." Tyler smiled as he stepped forward, pulling you back into his arms and softly letting his lips meet yours. They both danced together, much like that one drunken night in the cab that now felt so long ago. But this time it was true and genuine, and you felt yourself smile against the kiss. This was bliss. You both pulled away, letting out deep breaths as Tyler ran his hand up and down your back. "You are never allowed to leave me again." He said with a smile. "Why?" "Cause you're mine."

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