Tyler's POV

Where am I? Im in the middle of nowhere?

Wait.....

No! no, no, no, no, no! I hate this dream. Well, more like a nightmare. People are beating me. Laughing. Actually TRYING to kill me. This is just my conscience, playing guilt trick on me for what I did to max.

So I feel the pain. I feel the hurt. The broken feelings. Broken heart. Broken face, body, and everything. everything's broken when it's done. When they are done.

When IM done.

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Max POV

I wasn't expecting to wake up to a screaming Tyler. I was suppose to be the one to wake up screaming, considering I asked him to sleep with me last night Because I was scared. I was scared of waking up to no one there to comfort me and clam

Me down like I was used to.

But the day Tyler calmed me down, I felt......a little relived, I guess? I guess I was just happy to have someone there, sleeping on the bed next to mine, who will help Me instead of laugh. Even If he used to be one of the ones to laugh. Funny how fate curses you.

He is actually crying. Tyler Colton, is crying. He's screaming and trying to catch his breath. Is that what I look like? He is sitting up on the bed with his hands covering his eyes as Rees drip from under his palms.

He had a nightmare. And it looks like a pretty bad one.

I sit up beside him and lay my hand on his bare back, trying to calm his nerves down. "Tyler, are you okay?" I ask, trying my best not to raise my voice. He shakes his head and keeps crying. But he won't look at me. He is slowly losing his breath and I remember my inhaler.

"Do you need an inhaler?" I ask, frantically. He nods. I jump over him and go to my dresser, trying my best not to hurt him in the process. I shuffle through my drawers to fine it, in a hurry I must say.

Once I find it, and still hear Tyler bawling his eyes out and searching for breaths, I run over to the side of the bed and kneel down so that I can look up at him. He still won't remove his hands. "Tyler, you need to move your hands." I whisper. He shakes his head and grabs the inhaler, right before turning away and using it.

He's acting like a little kid.

Maybe that's because he is one. I sighed and stood straight so I could sit on the edge Of the bed. I can tell a difference when he turns back to me. For one, he is breathing just a little heavy and can now capture his breath. And two, he doesn't have hai hands per his eyes. Because he's stopped crying.

"Tyler?.....you need to say something." I said. Instead of answering me, he just shakes his head and grabs my waist. Pulling me into him and wrapping his arms around my waist like I'm a teddy bear or something. My back is pressed against his chest, and just like last night, I'm getting really nervous with all the shocks shooting through me.

How was e so calm last night? I was nervous as fuck. Especially since how our faces were so close.

I try yanking him away but he just tightens his grip and buried his face in my hair, making me stop cold. His breath tickled my neck and made me even more nervous than I already was. I gulped and let him whisper what he said next.

"Stop struggling, princess. I will tell you. Just not now. So stop."

And I can't believe I listened. I sighed and stopped struggling. Somehow feeling the truth in his voice.

But being in his arms, makes me feel guilty over something. I don't know what. Or why. Or why I'm even letting him hold me like this. I guess because it makes me feel safe. Like I know he won't hurt me anymore. But I know he could.

He could hurt me right here right now if he wanted to.

But I'm sure if he REALLY wanted to hurt me, he would've already done it. Im just so scared. Not just him hurting me, but Alex. I still can't believe he kissed me.

Ugh! I just need to clear my ear and go to bed.

So that's exactly what I do.

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Of course I wake up first. He holds me in a weird position. But he did it last night too. His arms made sure that I was pressed against his chest as tightly as possible. While his legs were wrapped around both of mine. Both of us still lying sideways, towards each other.

I'm half tempted to smile. But hold it back and force myself not to think of this like that.

This is a one time thing, I tell myself, it doesn't mean anythingIt's not like I wanted it To mean anything. I still kinda hate this guy. Kinda.

I start moving away his arm, but he just grunts and pulls me back down to him. "It's a sunday. Don't go anywhere." He whispered, "We can sleep in."

I look up at him and he hasn't opened his eyes yet. "What are you up to, Colton?" I ask. He smirks and opens his eyes to stare right into mine. "nothing princess, absolutely nothing."

I blend my eyebrows together at him. Questioning his answer. "Then why won't you let me get up?"

"Because I want to sleep."

"I do too." I say at nearly a whisper. We are silent for who knows HOW long. Im sure it was only about a minute or two. But it felt like eternity.

"We should probably get up." I said pushing him away from me and standing. I COMPLETELY forgot I didn't have any pants on, and my shirt barley covers it up. Even though I knew trying to pull my shirt over it wouldn't work, i still tried.

"Yea...." He mumbled, trailing off. I turned to my closet and grabbing five seconds of summer shirt and some ripped booty shorts before going to the bathroom and changing.

Things between me and Tyler are kinda awkward. We slept together, for fucks sake! And it wasn't like that, so yea, things are very awkward. The only reason i asked Tyler to sleep with me, was because of my nightmare. Usually, I can't sleep when I wake up from one, but somehow, I did with Tyler.

I'm not sure if that's good, or bad.

I sigh, and shake my head, trying to get rid of the thoughts. I open the bathroom door and see Tyler, standing there with his arms crossed over his bare chest. His body leaning on one side Of the door frame.

"Finally. How long does it take you to change?" He said at adding straight and moving by me to change. I shook my head and walked out.

I go to our room and see the messy sheets sprawled on my bed. While Tyler's hasn't been touched. If someone walked in, they'd get the wrong idea. I waltz over to my bed and quickly fix the sheets. At the same time, Tyler walks in, fully dressed.

He wears black gym shorts, with the under armor sign on the very bottom in small print. He wears a grey tank top with small straps and it shows his every muscle through his shirt. He even looks......sexy.

No, no, no, I can't think stuff like that. Not when it's about this guy. No. Just.....no.

"I think your into me, princess." he says. I pull my eyes from his chest, up to his own. He's smirking. "No, trust me, I don't." I assure him.

Just then, I get a text. I grab my phone from the nightstand and tune my back to him. I unlock my phone and read it.

At the same time, Tyler comes over and wraps his arms around my neck. "are you sure?" He whispers. I push away his arms but he just keeps putting them back.

Thomas heart: Hey, little sis! Im on my way to your new apartment! I should be there in five minutes. Im really looking forward to meeting your roommate. What's her name?

Shit. Oh my fucking shit.

My mouth is wide open and I push away Tyler once more. "Stop Tyler, you need to leave." I said walking towards the door. Of course, he follows. "What? why?" He asks.

I hurry into the kitchen and start making coffee. "My brother is coming." I said. He smiled and sat down at the table. "I know you brother. Why do I have to leave?"

"Because he hates you."

"Now, why would that be?"

"Because you almost killed his little sister and bullied her, more than half of high school." I said. His smile dropped. "Oh.......but you know the only reason I did that. And you know I still hate myself for it. Now we just need to tell him that."

I shook my head. He doesn't know my brother at all. "No. You'll be lucky if he doesn't walk in here and punch you."

"If he does, I deserve it."

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"I missed you little sis!" Tom yelled, running up to me and pulling me in a hug. He picks me up and spins me around. I smile and get down. "Nice to see you to Tom." I said.

He smiled and looked at the apartment. "Well come on, I want to see your roommate."