My Fake Lover

“Are you just going to stand there or are we going to get this over with?” Tyler said already a few steps up the stairs.

‘Wow, what a beautiful house.’ I thought again, ignoring Tyler’s statement.

“Hello?!” Tyler said louder.

“Oh… my gosh I’m so sorry. I was distracted by-” I was cut off before I had the chance to finish.

“I know I’m hot and all that and you’d be distracted by this-” he pointed to himself “but stop staring.” Tyler joked, a smirk playing on his handsome face.

“Oh yeah, I was totally staring at your gorgeous body.” I said sarcastically.

Tyler continued to smirk as he turned around, continuing his way up the long steps.

When we both reached the top, we walked into a huge room, perhaps Tyler’s room, and I gaped at it.

What I expected was a room like any teenage boy has. -A big mess. But his room made me want to cry. It’s bigger than my entire kitchen, and it’s very clean. The walls are painted a perfect shade of blue and he even had to have a huge bed, a flat screen tv, and everything that would make anyone else’s room look like a shame.

Tyler sat on his bed texting someone on his phone and I awkwardly stood there in front of him with my back pack hanging over one shoulder.

“So-” I was cut off again.

“So let’s get this over with.” He said, not sparing a glance at me. Damn, he really does hate me. Like, I-wish-you were-buried-six-feet-under type of hate.

“Why do you have to be so mean all the time?” I asked, annoyed with him. He always has a negative attitude towards me. Nobody but me!

“When I’m around you-” He answered casually. “I’m never in a good mood.”

Ouch.

“What did I ever do to you?” I asked, glaring at him.

“You know, I’d rather fail this than do it with you, so why don’t you just leave?” Tyler stood up from his bed. He so just said that to change the subject so I would stop talking about it.

Double ouch.

“Fine. I didn’t want to do it with you either. I’ll just do it myself.” I glared at him but still shrugged, turning around to leave his room.

Tyler grabbed my wrist and I yanked it so hard, I flew against his chest. “How are you going to do that since its a two person assignment about

each other .” He whispered in my ear, sending shivers through my entire body.

I pushed myself off him, wiping my hands in my jeans as if I was disgusted by his touch. “I’ll just make up some stupid shít about you.” I said and walked out. “You are just a shítty person, aren’t you?” I said with a smirk, earning a glare from him. “Anyways, I need to get home.” I said as I walked to the door and got out of that enormous bedroom.

“And how are you going to do that?” Tyler called out from the room.

Oh god. Tyler was my ride here and it’s a long walk to my house. I don’t even think I know the way. I turned on my heel and narrowed my eyes at him. “Jerk.” I mumbled as I crossed my hands over my chest.

••••••••••

“Oh my god! We’re at a carnival!” I squealed happily in the passenger seat as Tyler parked the car. “But why? I thought you were bringing me home.”

“I wish I just could drop you off at home.” Tyler scoffed. “Courtney texted me and said to bring you over here.”

“And you listen to her?” I raised my brows.

“Yeah, I care for her.” Tyler said. And when he did, I felt a pang of jealousy hit my chest.

I remember when he used to care for me. But what does it matter now? I should get the two together.

“Speaking of Courtney, you should hang out with her today.” I suggested. “All day.” I got out the car and looked at the beautiful setting sun. The day passed by so fast!

“Sorry, I don’t listen to stupid girls like you.” He smirked as he also got out the car and stood by me. “Eh, but why not?”

“Your such a díck.” I punched his shoulder as hard as I could, and it didn’t even hurt him. Not even a little!

“But I thought I was a jerk.” He smirked, his blue eyes shining in amusement.

“Yeah, your both. Now will you hang with her or not?” I crossed my hands over my chest.

“I thought your supposed to be my girlfriend, not Courtney.”

“You guys are friends.” I shrugged as I scanned the area. Many couples holding hands, many of them carrying a child. It’s so cute. We were walking towards the entrance where we have to pay.

“But she-”

“Just do it! Okay?!”

“Okay Geez woman, I got it. I’ll hang out with her.”

“Finally, a smart decision coming out of you.” I rolled my eyes feeling annoyed with his complaints. What, does he hate her now?

“I’m smarter than you.” He finished as we both entered the carnival and got our tickets.

“Yeah right.” I scoffed.

“Look at what your wearing. It’s so ugly. You call that a smart decision? Why are you so ugly anyway? If being ugly was a crime, you’d be stuck in prison. At least I have a smarter choice in dressing up.”

I looked down at my outfit that I put on before Emily came to pick me up to go to the mall. After school I always put on comfortable clothing.

I had on knee high boots, back leggings, and a baby blue over-sized sweatshirt since it was the beginning of January and it’s cold outside. My hair was up in a messy bun and of course I wasn’t wearing any makeup.

I looked back at Tyler and shrugged. “I don’t and will never care what you or anyone else thinks of me.”

Tyler just rolled his eyes as I looked around the place, seeing if I had the chance to see Courtney. There was like a million people here. But instead, I saw Brooke looking strangely at us. I hope she didn’t see Tyler and I argue. Why does she have to be at the carnival toady? Right where we’re at the moment. Out of all people it had to be her!C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

I looked up at Tyler but he wasn’t looking at me. He was scanning the place.

“Are you guys on a date?” This girl from our school asked as she passed by. What’s up with people popping up out of thin air?

“Yeah.” I said at the same time Tyler said “no.”

The girl gave us a confused look wondering what the heck is going on between us. I looked up at him with a face saying ‘what the hell is wrong with you?’ But he just shrugged. Is he trying to let the whole school know we’ve been lying?

“Shit.” He mumbled when the girl left, looking weirdly at us. “I forgot.”

“Asshole.” I laughed.

I saw Brooke coming our way probably to get me mad. When is she going to realize Tyler is not getting back with her? I can’t deal with her right now. I have to do something and I have to do it quick!

An idea popped in my head, something I’ll regret doing later but we’re suppose to be fake dating anyway.

I stood on my tip toes and met Tyler’s lips with mine. I grabbed his shirt with both my hands and pulled him closer.

He was taken aback for a second but he then responded to the kiss and put his hands to hold the back of my head.

His hands roamed into my hair, making it go all messy, but it felt nice.

This was amazing. A hundred times better than kissing Jeremy. I never felt this way. Surprisingly, I didn’t want to stop. It was too good. I can’t believe I’m saying this. I just could feel the sparks between our lips.

Tyler was the one to pull away. And I smiled up at him and he smirked back at me. I didn’t want to smile but I couldn’t help it.

I hate him even more for having this effect on me. I hate this. Stupid teenage hormones!

“I know, I’m a good kisser.” Tyler’s smirk widened.

“In your dreams.” I rolled my eyes and walked away towards the Farris wheel, unable to get rid of my wide grin.

But he was so right! He was an

amazing kisser, but it’s too bad he wasn’t an amazing person. Only if he could change for the better.

Tyler grabbed my hand as many teenagers from our school glanced at us. His hands were so warm and comfortable. I looked down at it, seeing how perfectly our hands fit together