~Troye's POV~
I woke up in a car, again, for like the 8th time. "Um, hello?" I called. I realized that I was in Tyler's car. "Hey," Tyler said. I looked outside and saw we were driving from Emily's and Connor's house. I looked at Tyler and he looked mad. "Shit," I said. I vaguely remembered what happened earlier in the day. I know I was drunk but I regret what happened.
"Listen Tyler," I started to say. "Forget it," he said. "No, I'm sorry," I insisted, "I know I messed up but I'm sorry." "Stop," Tyler said. I quickly looked the other way. "So, um," I began to say. "Yeah, it's over," Tyler finished. I hid my face and asked him to drop me off at my apartment. I got out and ran inside.
