A Tyrus Story (Completed)

Chapter 7- Lemon Boy part 1

Cyrus's POV
We stepped inside TJ's house. "Hi honey. Is this the friend you keep telling me about?" His mom turned to me and said "Cyrus right?" "Yes" I simply said. She seemed really nice. She had brown eyes, and blonde hair. In her late 30s maybe. "He talks about you a whole lot, you know?" Suddenly TJ's face got red and said "We're gonna hangout in my room." "Have fun" TJ's mom said with a smile. He led me upstairs into his room. He shut the door behind us.

The walls were covered with posters and the ceilings with pictures he took with his camera. "I didn't know you liked Rock music." I said looking at his posters. Some of them were ACDC, Queen, My Chemical Romance, Panic! at the Disco...etc. "I love it. I listen to some Pop once in a while, but mostly Rock and Rap." TJ said. I looked around and he had two book shelves filled with books. Some of the books he had were, Harry Potter, The Maze Runner, Hunger Games.

On his desk, he had a notebook labeled "Drawing." He noticed me looking at it and said "You can go through it if you want. There's not that many drawings though." I took it and sat on the chair. "Do you draw these from the top of your head?" I asked as I was looking through his drawings. "Not really. I only draw things that I see on the internet that I think are cool" One of them was an eye. It looked so realistic! Another was a skull. There were a few other eye drawings that weren't that bad but not as good as the first one I saw. I turned the page and saw that he had drawn a lemon and on the bottom said "Lemon boy." I looked at TJ who was on his computer and said "You drew a lemon?" He looked up and smiled as he was blushing. "Yeah. I heard this song called Lemon Boy by Cavetown. It sort of reminded me of us."

He went back to his computer and typed something. He played a song.

There once was a bittersweet man, they called him Lemon boy.

I listened to the the song, trying to comprehend how this song reminded him of us.

I found out that my friends are more of the savoury type. And they weren’t too keen on compromising with a nice lemon pie

I started to understand it more and more as it played. "Do you like it?" TJ asked. "Yeah" I said. "Now I understand what you mean. About how it reminds you of us." I turned the page and saw he had drawn a chocolate chocolate chip muffin with the acronym CCCM below the drawing. I smiled and turned the pages. That was the last Drawing he had on there.

TJ's POV
Cyrus walked to my bed and laid down. I set my computer aside and laid down beside him. I took his hand and intertwined my fingers in his. He looked at me and smiled as he was blushing. I had butterflies in my stomach. He was looking at all the pictures on the ceiling. A lot of them were with Amber. A few of them, with my mom and dad. "Can I be on your ceiling?" he asked. "Sure, Underdog, anything for you" I sat up, went to my desk, and took my camera. He sat up and I sat next to him. "Smile" I said as I was holding up my camera to take a picture of both of us.  We took another one and then another one. On one of them I kissed his cheek and his face turned wildly red. "Aww what's wrong, muffin? I made you nervous?" I smiled as I took the picture out. "No!" He quickly said, completely flustered. I smiled even more and put the camera back to it's original spot. I put tape on the back of the picture, took my shoes off, and stood on the bed to put the picture on the ceiling. "Choose the ones you want to take home and hand me the ones you don't" I said. "What if I wanna keep them all?" He asked looking at me. "Aww I wanted to keep at least two." I said frowning. "Ok fine." He chose three of the five and gave me the two remaining. "Can you hand me the tape, please?" I asked and he gave it to me. "Thanks, Muffin." I said with a smile. "Your welcome, basketball guy."

When I was finished, I sat down and grabbed his hand. I traced the lines that ran through his hand. His hand was warm. I looked at him and said "I really like you." He smiled and replied, "I really like you too" I smiled.

I couldn't wait anymore, so I slowly leaned in. He did the same, closing his eyes. My heart was hammering faster than normal. The butterflies that I had were flying rapidly in my stomach. I closed my eyes. Just as our noses touched, I heard a knocking on the door. I bolted up and was freaking out.  I went to the door and opened  it, leaving a slightly flustered Cyrus sitting on my bed. It was my mom. "Hey. I'm going to pick up some groceries. Just call me if you need anything. Amber is in her room. Have fun, you two." "Uh- yeah we- we will. B-bye Mom"