A/N: In my defense, I have never seen the show. I've just seen clips of them on youtube and fell in love, so I started reading fanfics and fell in love with them all over again. I wanted to write a story about these two because well, yeah. Anyway I hope I did the characters justice, and I hope you guys like it.

I was listening to We'll Be A Dream ft. Demi Lovato by We The Kings when i wrote this.It's a great song. Its where the quote from the beginning and the end comes from, I don't know if it really makes any sense with the story, but oh well.

Disclaimer: Own nothing, but maybe plot.

When the lights go out
We'll be safe and sound
We'll take control of the world like it's all we have to hold onto
And we'll be a dream

The first time Tyler saw him, really saw him (the only time he gave a damn about anyone else but himself), he was cradled above the graves of his dead parents. Tears streaming down his face, pleading for a way out of the spiral of hell called his life, which he had unknowingly dove head-first into.

He begged for forgiveness, with a bottle liquor gripped to the hand that wasn't wiping away the tears pouring from his troubled, blood-shot eyes (how fitting). He was probably high, Tyler had heard the rumors.

It was sad really, because before, when he had heard about the younger boy, it was nothing but good things. He felt bad, and sad. How could someone like Jeremy Gilbert, become so damned and destroyed and broken? It was heartbreaking, even for him.

Because even Tyler Lockwood had a heart; it was barely believable. But it was true.

He stood there a while longer, watching the younger male talk to the headstones of the ones he cared so strongly for. Tyler envied him a little, more so than he would dare admit aloud, for having parents that truly loved their son, and not because of his many achievements.

Tears threatened to escape Tyler's tired eyes, but he forced them back. He wouldn't cry, because he doesn't cry. But he does, he cries when he gets home, in the safety of his room. Cries for the injustice done to Jeremy and Elena, but mostly for Jeremy, and he doesn't know why. He cries because Jeremy has lost what Tyler will never have...parents who cared. He cries for Jeremy's constant alcohol and drug abuse. He cries till he sleeps, and even then he thinks of Jeremy; dreams of him even, and he doesn't know why. He just does, and it doesn't bother him like he knows it should.

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The first time Jeremy sees him, really sees him, is when he gave him a sympathetic look, and a smile as he walks by at school. He doesn't know why, but it makes him feel better than he has in quite a while now. Fills him with a high, the drugs he is too familiar with could ever hope to fill him with. For a second he forgets about his problems, the death of the parents he shared with Elena. The constant nagging and worrying of said sister and his aunt Jenna. And the secret he keeps from not only them, but from everyone else in this god-forsaken town they all live in, and maybe just a little bit from himself.

He doesn't know why Tyler is suddenly so nice and sympathetic, but he wasn't about to be ungrateful. It was a very welcome change of pace.

All day he thinks of him and that smile, that damn smile that has his stomach in knots.

Maybe he should be angry, if only a little. Because he doesn't want this, because there was a one hundred percent chance that it would lead to nowhere.

Yet he still can't help the thoughts running through his mind. He thinks he knows that he should be bothered by it, but he isn't, and that's surprisingly okay with him.

Even as his head hits the comfortably soft pillow located at the head of his bed, he is still thinking of Tyler and his damned knowing smile. He dreams of it even, dreams that it means something more, something much more than he knows is not true. He's digging himself a deeper grave, but he doesn't care at the current moment.

Because in his dreams, that smile means more, than it does in reality. He doesn't want to wake up when he knows he should, to stop this useless thinking and dreaming.

Eventually he does. In reality they'll never be what he dreams of them being. He's okay with that, not really but he's trying.

In reality they'll be nothing together, but in dreams they will be something. Because for now, that's all they can ever be.

A dream.

Jeremy knows all too well now, and as he is flipping through one of Elena's old yearbook, he finds a picture of Tyler and whispers silently to himself, "We can't be what I want, so we'll be a dream. That's all we can ever be."

When the lights go out
We'll be safe and sound
We'll take control of the world like its all we have to hold onto
And we'll be a dream

A/N: I really hope u guys liked it. pls leave a review. Constructive criticism is welcome.