Troye's POV
I stayed at Tyler's late into the night. We ended up watching The Hunger Games and Catching Fire all in one go. A lot of popcorn later, I looked at the clock seeing how late it was.
"Tyler, I should probably get going." I said getting up
"Don't leave me!!" he whined, still on the couch.
"Ok." I said taking off my jacket. Hey, he gave me the puppy dog eyes, how could I resist?
"Yay!" he squealed
"But I'm not spending the night." I said laying down on the couch with him
"Aw. It's cute you think you're not staying the night. Your car is still at the restaurant. You're staying here." he told me, wrapping his arms around me
He was right. I left my car there and came home with him. "Bitch."
"It's not my fault." he tried to play innocent
"You're the one that dragged me away."
"And your the one that let me."
"Girlfriend?" I asked. He hummed in response.
"You're still a bitch."
"Whatever, boyfriend."
I put my head on his chest and listened to the rhythmic beat of his heart as I drifted off to sleep.