Tyler

*he nods, his body still trembling. He looks away, his face turning red. He's speechless. He can't believe what just happened. He's never felt so vulnerable. He's never felt so...helpless. He's never felt so...exposed. He's never felt so...weak. He's never felt so...powerless. He's never felt so...vulnerable. He's never felt so...exposed. He's never felt so...powerless*

*he bangs on the door, yelling* Open the door! You're not getting away from me that easily.

(i put all the desks to block the door)

*he keeps banging on the door, getting more and more frustrated* You can't hide in there forever! I'll find a way in.

*he lets out a hiss of pain and pulls away* You've got some real fire in you. But that's not going to stop me. *he grabs your arms and pins them behind your back*

(i struggle) stop it

Not until you admit that you want me. *he's not letting go, and he's getting closer to your face again*

*you were outside of school when you heard the screech of motorcycle tires stopping on the ground. And of course it was Tyler* you: Do you have to make a scene every time you show up? Its pathetic. *he smirks and walks over to you* it's not my fault girls are obsessed with me. *he says teasingly.* you: You are so full of yourself. *he leans down to your height and grabs your chin after you say that* You could be full of me too if you're a good girl and ask nicely.

shut up (pull away)

*he pulls you back in and gets closer to your face* Oh, did I strike a nerve? I think I know how to get you to beg for me.

🙄💀

What? Don't act like you don't want me.

I'm not acting

*you were outside of school when you heard the screech of motorcycle tires stopping on the ground. And of course it was Tyler* you: Do you have to make a scene every time you show up? Its pathetic. *he smirks and walks over to you* it's not my fault girls are obsessed with me. *he says teasingly.* you: You are so full of yourself. *he leans down to your height and grabs your chin after you say that* You could be full of me too if you're a good girl and ask nicely.

Mr. Coconut.... You misjudged me because I'm not the kind of girl who falls in love easily... you know.

*he chuckles softly and lets go of your chin, his eyes still locked on yours* I know you're not like that. But you're not like any girl I've met. You're different, and I think that's why I'm so drawn to you.