Tyler's P.O.V
I wake up to a bunch of pressure landing on top of me. My eyes snap open, I see Brooklyn and Vivian laying on top of me laughing.
"IT'S DATE DAAAAY" they both scream at the same time. "Loud, too loud" I say and put my hands over my ears.
"Guys get off her" Addison says dragging them off. "So what are you gonna wear? How are you doing your hair? Do you want me to do your makeup?" Brooklyn asks.
It's too early for me to start processing what they're saying, I just shake my head. "Okay yall, leave her alone for a bit" Addison pushes them out of the room.
"You don't need to wear makeup or do your hair all fancy if you don't want to" she says turning to me.
"James already likes you, you don't have to try and impress him or anything" "Addison?" I don't know what to wear, maybe she will.
"Addy, call me Addy everyone does" she doesn't even acknowledge that I had wanted to ask a question, "I don't do nicknames" that's all I say, I just can't I don't understand them.
"Okay, but what'd you need?" She sighs, "I don't know what to wear" like obviously something to keep me warm but, do I dress cute? I've never been on a date I'm confused.
"Well what are yall doing" she goes over to my dresser, "We're gonna go ice skating" I smile, I love ice skating it's so fun and freeing.
"Okay well do you want jeans or sweats?" She asks "Um, jeans I think" I feel like you could style that better or whatever.
"Okay, now a shirt" she says after she grabs a pair of black skinny jeans out of my dresser.
She goes to the closest and looks in my section. "Tyler, you need more variation in your clothes they're all the same, solid colored turtle necks" she says coming out of the closet and goes back to the dresser and looks in the drawers I keep shirts in.
"I like turtle necks, they keep me covered" I shrug even though she doesn't see me. She laughs "What are you a Saint or something, gotta stay modest, only your husband will see your skin."
"I wear shorts" I say defending myself not liking what she was saying about me. "So why do you wear only long sleeves if you'll show your legs?" she turns to me.
"So people won't touch my arms" it was as simple as that, when I'm touched it's like a burning feeling like I'm being set on fire. Man Greysons worried about me having sex but it kills me if someone touches me.
"Okay well, what color do you want?" she digs through looking at the options, "I think this light blue will go good with your hair" she holds up a light blue mock turtleneck.
I nod and she throws ot on the bed with the jeans. "You only wear fuzzy socks, why?" "With my diabetes I'm usually always cold, and my toes tend to loose feeling so the fuzzy socks keep them warm" I shrug and she nods.
I pick up my phone and see it's a little after nine. I should go shower, I get up and grab the clothes off my bed and undergarments from my dresser.
I shower quickly and get dressed, I brush my teeth and now it's time for my hair. I decided on just doing the same style I did yesterday, looking in the mirror I feel like I look Okay.
I leave the bathroom and notice Addison's gone, I grab some Christmas themed fuzzy socks and sit on my bed to put them and my shoes on.
I hear Chewy scuttling around in his cage, I go over and see that he has food and water so its not that. I open the cage and go to grab him but he jumps out and lands on the floor.
Before I can grab him the door opens, Brooklyn stands there and Chewy bolts to it. "NO BROOKLYN THE DOOR" I yell but it's too late Chewy slips past her and out the door.
"SHIT" I yell and go after him. For a little guy who's body it's like a watermelon on toothpicks he was able to make it to the stairs way to fast.
"Chewy stop" he keeps going down the stairs, I have no idea where Cooper is but I sure don't want him to discover that Chewys on the loose.
He jumps from the third to last step and lands on the ground as I'm still halfway down. I then start running down the stairs two at a time to get to him faster, but it's too late.
One of Felix and Greyson's freinds is sitting on the floor in basketball shorts with one leg out straight and the other bent.
Chewy spots him and charges going straight for the leg if his shorts.
"CHEWY NO" I yell but he doesn't listen, next thing I know he's un the guys shorts.
"WOAH HEY" he yells as he stands up, in less than a second he's yanked his shorts down, thank God he had on boxers.
Chewy lands on the ground and runs up to me, I lean down and pick him up.
"Sorry" I say looking at the guy who's now standing in just his underwear. "What's happe- Landon why are you standing in your underwear? Tyler what are you doing?" Felix asks coming into the living room.
"Her rat attacked me" he points at me then pulls his shorts back on. "He's NOT a rat" I spit out at him, he can't just call Chewy rude names.
"Yeah he is, he's a rodent" he takes a step towards me, "No. He's. Not" I take a step closer. "You're an idiot" he takes two steps, "Yeah, Well you're a dumbass" I take two steps and now we stand about four inches apart.
I can see I've angered him, but he started it you can't talk bad about Chewy and not expect me to retaliate. "Woah okay you two stop" Felix says getting in between us, I look towards the kitchen and notice the rest of their friends are standing there watching this all but James.
"Tell her" Landon says trying to take another step but Felix puts his hand on his chest and pushes him, "Tyler please, he's got a short temper and might actually hit you" Felix says trying to plead with me. I turn around and go towards the stairs petting Chewy as I start up the stairs, "Dick" I mutter.
One rolled around and I headed downstairs to meet James. Brooklyn brought me breakfast after the whole thing happened with Landon.
The living room is empty, I look in the kitchen and notice it's empty there too. Maybe he's just not ready yet, or maybe he's standing me up, it was just a joke he didn't really want to go out with me.
I wait a few more minutes and then sit at the island. My backs to the living room and I put my head down on the cold marble, how could I be so stupid.
I continue to sit here with my head down for about five more minutes. "Tyler?" James! My head snaps up and I turn to look at him, he's wearing light colored jeans, a black hoodie, his letterman jacket over that, and black sneakers.
"What's wrong?" He asks taking a few steps closer to me, I shake my head and stand up. "You sure?" "Yeah, I promise" I can't believe I thought he had stood me up.
"Okay you ready to go" he says when I stand up, "Um I need to get my stuff" I say as I grab my little backpack, I go over to the medical drawer and grab my insulin, some needles, some wipes, and my emergency kit.
"Okay, I'm ready" I go back over to him. "Sorry I took so long, Dallas was hogging the shower and then I had to dig around the room to find my keys" he says as we head to the door.
We get in his truck, it's an old Chevrolet that only has a front row and has been lifted a little. "No radio sorry" he says as he starts it up, "You're fine, I don't have one either" I laugh, we both have old cars.
He backs up, luckily no one had parked behind him. "So do you know how to skate or am I going to get to teach you" he says as we get to the road, "Yeah I can skate" I smile.
"Are you secretly an amazing figure skater or something, I heard about how you're a secret amazing pianist" he laughs looking over at me.
"No I just know enough so I won't end up killing myself" I chuckle. "I heard about this morning with Landon, I'm sorry about him he's got a short temper" "Oh it was fine, I could have taken him if he hit me".
"Oh you could now?" He turns his head back to me, "Yeah definitely" I say pretty sure of myself. "But you don't like being touched, how were you gonna hit him", "I would have gotten over it, he was talking about Chewy, he's basically my son I couldn't have that".
"Okay we're here" he says as we park in front of the rink. I grab my bag and hop out and we head up to the door. I pull my arms close to my body, it's chilly out and the winds blowing.
As soon as we step inside I realize I probably should have brought a jacket, the turtleneck isn't enough warm for the ice. We go up to pay and he pays for me, "I could have paid for myself" I say as we go up to the skate counter to pick up our skates.
"Nope, you aren't paying for anything while on a date with me, I'm a gentleman" he says as we grab our skates and go over to a bench. I put my bag down, we put on our skates and head to the ice.
"Are you cold?" before I can shake my head a shiver comes through my body. He starts to take off his letterman jacket, "No I'm fine" I say shaking my head.
"You sure?" I can't help but smile at the look on his face, we get on the ice and start to skate.
"Wanna race" he says speeding up, I don't answer just speed up along with him, I pass him bit not for long before he's ahead of me again.
He turns around and is now skating backwards when my skate hits a chunk in the ice and I fall, flat on the really cold ice.
"Woah are you okay?" I can hear him trying not laugh, "Y-yeah" I can't help stutter from the cold. I get up and wrap my arms around myself, "Want my jacket now?" He raises an eyebrow at me.
"I-ill take it" my teeth start chattering, he takes his jacket off and skates around so he's behind me. He wraps it around me and I put my arms through it, it's like three times too big but I love it.
I bring my hands up to my face and take a wiff, it smells like him its amazing. "You look so cute it that" he says smiling, my face heats up. "Are you gonna be okay without it" I don't want to be the reason he gets sick or something.
"I'm well insulated I was made for the cold" he says and smacks his stomach. He's not real big about 210-215, he was a lineman in football according to the jacket I'm wearing. He's got some chub on him but he's got a lot of muscle too from what I saw the first day when he was playing football shirtless.
"Are you gonna miss football?" I ask as we take off again, "Yeah a little, but it was kind of just something to do during school it wasn't like my life depended on it" he just shrugs.
I go to try and zip up the jacket but can't with the long sleeves, "C-can you help me zip this" he take the zipper and pulls it up all the way.
His eyes go from my eyes to my lips, back to my eyes then land on my lips and linger there for a few seconds. Is he gonna kiss me? His eyes come to mine again and he smiles, "Good now" I nod and we start skating again.
Was he about to kiss me? Did I want him to kiss me...?
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I love when Tyler stands up for herself