Chapter 14

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Michael's POV

I held Tyler close. It didn't seem long enough before he pulled away.

"I'm so sorry, Michael." He said.

I put my pointer finger over his lips.

"It's okay. I've had thoughts about suicide many times."

He looked at the ground.

"I can't let you hurt like this, Tyler. You have to tell me if something is bothering you and we will get it dealt with. Just me and you. I'll always be by your side."

A tear fell from his eye. I wiped it away and kissed his forehead.

I cupped his cheeks with my hands and kissed him.

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Yesterday when Tyler came home, I almost told him. I wanted to so bad, but something told me it wasn't the right moment.

He stayed the night last night. We watched American Horror Story and ate pizza.

Right now, Tyler and I are getting ready for a friend's wedding.

The guys are coming over in a little bit because we're all going together.

My idiot self couldn't get my own tie on. What made me feel even more dumb is that it's a clip on.

"Tyler, help me with this stupid tie." I said.

He laughed. "Okay."

I handed it to him. He struggled with it as well.

"This is why I hate clip ons." He said.

He finally got it clipped on and he straightened up the collar on my shirt.

He seems different than he did before. Happier, I wanted to think. I looked down at him while he fixed my shirt. I love him, so much. His smile makes me smile. I love to see him smile. I'm going to make sure I see it as much as possible.

"Tyler?"

"Yes?" He asked, still looking at my collar.

I breathed before saying it. "I love you."

He looked up at me, shocked.

"Michael,"

I looked in his beautiful eyes and he looked in mine.

"I love you, too."

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