Here We Go- A Tyler Seguin Love Story

Chapter 4

Sorry I haven't updated in a while, school is a pain in the bum. BTW, song is Give me Your Hand, by the Ready Set, I think its actually kinda old, but I still like it... 

Tyler told me that we were going to CLIO in Boston, a fancy restaurant that I knew I should dress up for so I wore a tight, Lily Pulitzer white, lace, one-shoulder dress, and a pair of coral, suede, flat sandals. I wore my hair naturally long and straight, pulled half up, and I used a gold shimmer to bring out my light brown eyes and a simple, sheer lip gloss.

As I heard Tyler pull up, I suddenly became very nervous, why an I nervous? I thought, I have no feelings for him, nor to I intend to ever have any, this is just a favor I'm giving him so he can tell all his boys that he went out with me. 

I heard the doorbell ring, I slowly walked towards the door, because I didn't want him to think I was waiting on him or something, WHY DO I CARE WHAT HE THINKS????

When I opened the door, there was Tyler, in a navy blazer, white button down shirt, and khakis. Damn he looks good, NONONO he is a gross perv and I don't want to be here....

"Wow, Sloane, you look..." Tyler said as his eyes scanned my body, ew. "amazing."

"Thanks Tyler, you don't look bad yourself."

Awkward silence.

"Well, I have my car so..."

"Yup, lets go!" I said as I led him out the door and locked up.

As we got into his Range Rover, i looked over him as he wiped his hand on his shirt, Is he nervous? Why is he nervous? Why do I care? I could tell that this was going to be a long night.

LATER

After chatting and laughing for what seemed like hours, I realized that Tyler wasn't as bad as I had made him out to be, he was actually a pretty sweet, polite guy, Tyler looked down at his watch, "Holy shit!" he exclaimed.

"What? Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, its just that its 1 am.."

"WHAT?" I gasped, we came here at 8:30, "Okay that's insane! How is it already this late, it feels like we've been here for ten minutes?" I laughed.

"I know! And yet I'm pretty sure that I'm not ready for this to be over," he said as he looked up at me.

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm not either..."

"Do you want to come to mine?"

"Tyler, I don't know..."

"Nothing crazy, just a drink, come on Parker, you know you want to."

I do want to. "Fine," I said, "just one drink."

As we entered his apertment, it was not at all what I had expected it to look like. I expected spilled beer everywhere, open pizza boxes, underwear, and all those other gross things seen at 19 year old's houses in movies.

Tyler came back with two bottles of Muscle Milk, "Looks like Marshy took everything but this, so, uh, cheers to Muscle Milk."

I laughed as I took the Muscle Milk he gave me, "Yup, cheers to that!"

We sat and talked about sports for a while (I played volleyball in school), when I looked up at him and said, "You know, you're not half as much of an asshole I thought you were."

"Umm, thanks?" he replied.

"Dammit, that sounded a lot better in my head," I laughed, "what I meant to say was, I was wrong about you, Tyler, you're actually a pretty good guy."

"So does this mean I'll be getting a second date?" he looked up at me and smiled.

CLIFFHANGER hahahaha