Bucket List

Two Dates?

I stepped in, a cool blast of air hitting me as I walked in. I looked around. It was fairly busy. Some kids munching on ice cream while their parents talked, some elders eating a scone and talking, and some teenagers on their computers.

I scanned the room, until I spotted the familiar bloke. He's changed since I last saw him. He had his usual floppy dark brown hair stilled up, and his dark brown eyes seemed even darker. He had a black tank top on, showing all his tattoos that lined from his hands to his shoulders, not an inch of skin showing. But he didn't have tattoos on his legs or piercings like Ian.

I silently took a deep breath and walked over to him. He was looking at his phone, more than likely texting someone. I sat down across from him and he finally looked up.

"I was just about to text you, El," He said, setting his phone down on the table. I rested my elbows on the table and set my chin on my palms, and sighed.

"Something happened this morning, which I don't want to repeat. What do you know about Ian?" I asked, getting right to the point I was here for. He chuckled.

"You just sat down, would you like something to eat, or drink?" He asked. I shook my head. The thought of food make me want to hurl.

"Not feeling to well. Seriously Tyler, what do you know about Ian?" I asked.

"Listen, I've heard around town about this guy. I've been to quite a few bad places, and seen him around. He's nothing but a drug dealer who likes to make out with coogers twice his age," He said. I rolled my eyes. Not at Tyler, but at Ian.

"I knew it. Last night, he tried to kiss me, but I pushed him away. He saw me practically naked this morning, but I was luckily in a towel. He threatened to hurt my Mum if I told anyone," I said. He leaned back, folding his arms over his chest.

"If I see him again, I'll be sure to punch him in the face. You need to stay away from that boyband, also," He added. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Um, excuse me?" I asked.

"Listen to me Ella. They're bad news. I know they seem all nice and sweet, but it's all an act. Something about those five don't sit right with me. Especially the one who always wears stripes and suspenders," He said.

"His name is Louis, and no, he's not a criminal or anything like Ian. In fact, none of them are! Sure, they have lots of tattoos, but so do you," I said.

"Yes, but I saved you and I got blamed for it. These guys are going to hurt you are get away with it, I know it," He stated.

"How are you so sure? Have you ever met them?" I asked.

"No, but I used to do business with blondie's brother,"

"That's still not enough to prove anything! They're good guys, Ty,"

"El, you know how much I love and want to protect you. I wouldn't be telling you this if I knew it wasn't true. Stay away from these boys, they're nothing but trouble. Would I lie to you?" I bit my lip, and looked down at the table. Tyler's never lied to me in the 6 years I've known him.

"No, but-"

"But what, El? I'm serious, don't talk to them, or even text them. I'm trying to protect you here. I have to go, I have an interview. But think about it," He said, and stood up. I quickly stood up and put my hand on his shoulder to keep him from leaving.

"Wait, where are you living now?" I asked.

"Off the corner of Huffington Road. That small apartment place on the right," He said. I nodded, and moved my hand, and placed it back at my side.