Tyler's P.O.V
Chewy, Cooper, Zoey and I are all on the couch watching The Office like we have been for the past however many hours.
The door opens and Cooper stands up and looks over the back of the couch, "Hey Coop, where's Tyler?" Addison asks in a voice you'd use to talk to a dog.
I bring my arm up so it's over the back of the couch and they can see me, "Oh, hey Tyler" she says noticing me.
I sit up and look back at them, "So what'd you do today?" Finn asks throwing his bag down in the corner.
"Made a cake, took Cooper on a walk, then we laid here watching The Office." I say picking up Chewys ball as I stand up.
"You made this cake?" Felix asks with a mouthful of it, I nod and Greyson comes over and takes Chewy from me.
"What are you doing?" I ask trying to take him back, he holds him up where I can't reach. "No, I never get to see him anymore let me see him." I put my arms down and watch him.
He opens up the ball and takes him out handing me the ball. "Chewy misses his Uncle Greyson, doesn't he? He does, yes he does." he says holding him up like a baby.
"Careful" I try and reach for him again, "I just wanna squish his little face, he's so cute!" Greyson holds him up higher.
"Don't worry I'm not gonna drop him." he laughs a little seeing my scarred face. He brings him down and puts him in my arms, "Sorry for making you nervous, I just never get to see this little fuzzy butt." he says scratching Chewys head.
Addison and Finn went upstairs, I go and sit at the island petting Chewy in my lap as Greyson goes and grabs a plate to join Felix in the eating.
"Tyler, this is so fucking good" Felix says shoving more in his mouth. "Thanks." I pull my phone out of my pocket and put it on the counter.
"So have we gone back to our old ways?" Greyson asks cutting a slice, "No I wasn't anxious or stressed or anything. Just bored and saw that we had to stuff." I scratch behind Chewys ears right where he loves it.
"Well I'm glad you did, this is delicious." now he sounds like Felix. Speaking of Felix he's basically drooling with every bite, "I'm gonna need you to bake more often, Chris is a good baker don't get me wrong. But I fuck with this cake." I can't help but let out a little giggle.
My phone vibrates and I look, a text from James.
I'm on my way to your house, I'll be there in about five minutes. -James
Okay -Me
I go put Chewy in his ball and carry him upstairs, I grab my go-out bag and go back downstairs, Chewy in my arms.
I go downstairs and to the medical drawer and grab my insulin and stuff putting them in my bag.
"Okay, James is coming to pick me up." I tell Greyson as I go to the door. "Okay, be careful." he says with a mouthful of cake.
I go outside and stand in the driveway behind Felix's Jeep. James pulls up and I go and get in, "You didn't have to wait out here you know, I could have come in and got you." he says as I buckle up.
"I was just really excited to see you." I say and hold Chewy tight. "Chewys coming along I hope that's okay, I didn't ask." I look over at him, "Yeah he's fine." he smiles.
"So two things, the elementary and middle schools don't have school Friday that's when their break starts. And my parents don't make us go to our last day of school before any sort of break, so their last day was today. And my grandparents convinced my parents to let them stay with them for a few days. So you don't get to meet them yet." he says as we back out.
"You know I'm starting to think you lied about having siblings." I giggle a little, "Trust me, definitely not." he says looking over at me.
"So what was the second thing?" I look over at him, "Well, this one I don't think you'll like so much. Landon got a locker door slammed into his face and now has a concussion. My Aunt and Uncle can't get off work early and my parents don't want him home alone so he's at my house until they get off and come get him." we pull into his driveway.
"Landon's here?" I can't help the disgusted noise tone I use saying it. He laughs a little and smiles at me, "Yeah and we gotta make sure he stays awake so we have to stay with him." he opens his door and gets out.
"Can I put a pillow over his face?" I ask following him to the front door, "Sadly you cannot." he shakes his head opening the door.
"Landon I'm back." he hangs his keys up by the door and sets his bag down behind the couch. Landon sits up quickly and turns to us, he lets out a gasp, "Tyler! Oh I've missed you! And you brought the fluffy thing!" he exclaims.
My eyebrows scrunch together and I look up at James, "The nurse gave him medicine that she probably shouldn't have and now he's like this."
Landon continues to stare at me smiling, I smile back and he lays back down. "Did you eat lunch yet?" I shake my head and he waves me to follow him to the kitchen.
I set Chewys all down and he starts to explore the house, I put my bag by James and go to the kitchen.
"Oh Fluffy thingggg" Landon sings at Chewy from the living room. "Is he gonna be okay?" I sit at the island and James goes to the fridge. "Yeah, with football he's had many concussions, but my Aunt and Uncle are gonna take him to urgent care when they get here later." he turns to me, "Do you like peanut butter and jelly?"
"Um no, I hate peanut butter.", he closes the fridge door, "Well what do you want to eat?" he stands in the middle of the kitchen. I pull out my phone and look at my number, I'm not hungry and my number is fine. "I'm not hungry, I don't need to eat." I wave my hand.
"You sure, I don't want Greyson trying to punch me because your number gets low." I see the corner of his mouth turn up in a smile.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I smile and stand up, James heads to the living room. "Landon wake up." he's standing next to the couch staring down at Landon.
I go over and see him asleep, James picks up a pillow off the other couch and goes back over to Landon and smacks him with it. "Landon! Wake up!" Landon sits up again and looks around.
"Tyler!" he gasps again when he sees me, James rolls his eyes and throws the pillow at him.
"You can't go to sleep." James tells him as he sits on the other couch. He nods me over and I go sit by him, he grabs the remote and turns on the TV.
He scrolls through channels until he finally lands on one that's playing Bob's Burgers.
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Hours pass, and we watched a lot of Bob's Burgers. Landon fell asleep a few times and James would throw pillows at him to wake him up. Landon also seems to have taken a liking to Chewy, must be the medicine the nurse gave him.
James' parents walk through the door, "Hi Tyler." his dad says nodding at me. "Hi" I say back and pet Chewy, "We're gonna go change then we'll start on the tree." his mom says smiling at me as they walk by to their room that's downstairs like Chris and Daniel's.
I put Chewy back in his ball and put him on the couch next to me. "Landon's asleep again," I say looking at him, James sighs and stands up.
He picks up a pillow, "Landon!" he smacks him with it. Landon's eyes shoot open, "Come on, come help me get the tree." he starts to head off to the garage and Landon follows.
"Who's this?" James' dad asks coming back into the living room and notices the big plastic ball running on the couch. "That's Chewy", "He's very cute, is this the rat Landon was talking about?".
"Yeah, Landons something else." I say trying to not sound so rude about his nephew.
Landon and James come back with the tree box and Landon yawns, "No sleeping" James' dad says.
"Okay boys, put the tree together so we can get the ornaments on and eat dinner. Tyler, would you like to stay for dinner again?" James' mom says coming out of her room and looking at me.
"Yeah, I'll ask Daniel if I can." I pull out my phone,
Hey um, can I stay for dinner with James and his family? -Me
I put my phone back in my pocket and stand up when his mom calls me over to follow her.
We go to a storage closet in the hall and she opens the door and there's a bunch of tubs that are labeled with different holidays. "Okay, if you'll carry these two I can get the rest," she says handing me two tubs.
I go back to the living room and see that they got the tree put up and now Landon is back to laying on the couch trying to sleep. "Landon sweetie, wake up." James' mom says from behind me, he doesn't move so James picks up a pillow again and hits him.
"I'm up." he says sitting up and rubbing his eyes, "Here, hold Chewy. Now he'll try and chew on your shirt but he won't bite, contrary to what you think of him. He's really soft and likes when you scratch behind his ears." I say taking Chewy out of his ball and handing him to Landon.
He stares at him for a few seconds then slowly reaches out and takes him hugging him to his chest. "Maybe now he'll stay awake." I say going back to the tree with James and his family.
My phone vibrates just as their opening the tubs of ornaments and start taking them out to put them on the tree.
Of course, be home by ten. I got you approved for the ride along and tomorrows an earily day, gotta leave the house by six. -Daniel
Okay -Me
"I can stay for dinner." I say putting my phone back in my pocket, "Okay, that's great." his mom says smiling.
We're almost done with the tree, James' parents left us to it a few minutes ago to start on dinner and petting Chewy has seemed to keep Landon awake.
"So what age did you quit believing in Santa Clause?" James asks hanging up a Santa ornament. "Oh, I never believed in him." I shrug placing a white ball ornament on, "What? Like never, even when you were really young?" he asks in disbelief.
"Never, even when my parents were still around. They did all the Santa things and Greyson believed, I just never did. It didn't fit in my schedule, once I was diagnosed with autism it made sense." I hang up the final ornament and put the lid back on the tub.
"See that's the opposite for Ryan, he believes hard in Santa. Not the tooth fairy or any other one, but he's a hardcore Santa fan." he smiles a little talking about his brother.
"Okay let's go put these tubs back," he says picking up a few and heading off to the closet, I pick up the rest and follow. "James when you're done with that can you come help me for a minute." his mom calls from the kitchen.
He closes the door to the closet and we go to the kitchen, I sit at the island as he helps his mom. "Landon's trying to sleep again." James' dad says looking past me and into the living room, "I can go sit with him." I say standing up.
"Oh you don't have to." his mom says, "No, it's fine." I smile a little to show I don't really mind. "No holding a pillow over his face." James says turning to me holding a potato in one hand and a knife in the other, I smile "I'll make no promises."
I go to the living room and sit about a cushion away, I take Chewy from him and that's when he wakes up. "My head is killing me." he puts his hand's over his face, "Well when you get hit in the face with a locker door I imagine that's what happens., I say putting Chewy back in his ball.
"Tyler, can I tell you something?" he looks over to me, I can tell he's still loopy from eearlier "Um, sure.", "I have a crush on someone, like a fat crush. I've had it for years, and I see her allllllll the time. But she never seems to notice it." he slumps down a llittle.
My eyebrows scrunch together a little, "And you know her, you live in the same house as her." he continues. "Landon if you're talking about Addison she's in a relationship, and gay." I'm not sure who else he'd be talking about.
"Noooo, not Addy. Vivi, I have a crush on Vivian. I have since she first arrived, then she started dating Kyle that son of a bitch. When she had asked me to be in the showcase with her I thought this would be my chance, then when he broke up with her I thought it was really happening the cards were playing in my favor. But still, I think she just sees me as her oldest brother's friend." he sighs.
"I call her Scrappy Doo, she reminds me of him. Maybe it's just because she's tiny, but I don't think she'll ever like me the way I like her." he sighs once more.
Then he stands up, "It's hot, are you hot? It's hot." I hear the front door open but I'm too busy watching Landon to see who's here.
He yanks his shirt off over his head and throws it to the ground. My eyes widen a little in shock, what is he doing?
He's pacing the living room, kicking off his shoes and socks as he goes. Everyone in the kitchen seems to be too busy to notice him.
"Landon, why don't you sit down?" I stand up and go to him a little. Next thing I know he's ripped his jeans off, and I'm taken back to Thanksgiving break when Chewy ran up his shorts.
"Um, James!" I call over my shoulder.
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Landon has a crush on Vivi, Landon has a crush on Viviiiii.