A/N: I officially update this story every Monday, starting next Monday :D
Im sorry this chapter is so short. I had a tad bit of writer's block..
Adrian woke up and looked around frantically. He heard screaming again and stuff falling on the floor. He got out the bed and stormed to the bathroom.
Tyler was sitting on the bathroom floor. The lotions and soaps were knocked on the floor. Tyler was crying.
"Tyler, what's wrong?"
Tyler's head snapped up and he glared at Adrian. "Look at what you did to me!"
Adrian stared, confused. Tyler pulled him down by the shirt. "Look at my chin!"
A pimple sat on Tyler's chin. Adrian pulled away from Tyler. "How is that my fault?"
"You're stressing me out." Tyler got off the floor.
Adrian sighed. "Okay, Im sorry for stressing you. We should get ready for our flight."
As Adrian walked away he began mumbling something about brats and being over dramatic.
Tyler whined. "Not again."
Tyler and Adrian had been roomed together again. They called WWE management, who stated they would be rooming together for the whole tour.
Adrian smiled. "Just look at the bright side."
Tyler stared at Adrian like he picked his nose. He scoffed. "What damn bright side?"
"Now you aren't lonely."
Tyler didn't even respond. He took his bag and locked himself in his room.
An Hour Later...
Adrian walks through the door with two bags of food. "Tyler! Ty-lerr!"
Tyler cracked his door and peeked out. Adrian was smiling on the couch, with food in front of him. "I got you lunch."
Tyler grabbed the food. "I'll be eating in my room."
Adrian slouched a bit. He really wanted to have lunch with Tyler. Just to talk, with hope of becoming friends. He stormed to his room and slammed the door.
Tyler poked his head out his room. He waited until sunset to come out his room. Adrian wasn't around, so Tyler crept out the room.
He had been avoiding Adrian all day. He was simply annoying. Well, not annoying. He couldn't understand the older man. He was always happy, even when there's nothing to be happy about. He always searched for the bright side in every bad situation.
Tyler powered on the tv and skimmed the channels. He cursed. Every time he thought of Adrian his stomach felt funny. Probably because he's revolting. But his heart ached. He felt as if he was missing something..
Tyler punched the couch. "Damn you, Adrian."
Just then, Adrian had walked through the front door. "Hi Tyler."
Tyler huffed. "Hey."
Adrian wasn't stupid. He knew he was agitating Tyler, so he continued.
Adrian sat on the couch with Tyler. Tyler scooted to one end and glared at Adrian sideways. He sighed.
This is going to be a long night..