Tyler's POV

Damn...He's so good looking. Seriously. Woof.

"Tyler. Tyler. TYLER."

"Whoa! What?" I ask.

"You've been sitting there for like 10 seconds like staring off into space. I'm pretty sure you're drooling too." Troye tells me.

I hurriedly wipe my mouth and Troye bursts out laughing. "Oh shut up!" I push him over and he falls of the couch. He's still laughing. I get off the couch and sit on him, trying to get him to shut up.

"Gerroff!"

"Uh, make me bitch."

Troye's POV

Tyler's sitting on me. Oh gosh, that sounds dirty.

I start laughing harder. I roll over and Tyler falls onto his back. I quickly sit on him and hold his hands down.

"I win!" I announce.

Tyler wiggles underneath me. "No fair! You distracted me with your flawless hair." He reaches up and messes up my hair.

"Not the hair! Not the hair!" I get off him and sit on my knees fixing my hair. Now Tyler's the one laughing.

"Oh shush!" I reach over to mess up his hair.

Tyler grabs my arm. "No!"

"Let go!" I end up losing my balance and fall over. Right across Tyler's chest. I put out my arm to avoid my head hitting his. My face stops just inches from his. I look into his eyes.

Oh shit.

Tyler's POV

Woof.