DISCLAIMER: I own nothing of Glee (although I wish I did). I am just playing around with the characters. Enjoy the story.
Previously on… Tyler wants to hang out more with Rory, so they decide to do something the next day after school. Sam is in Tyler's Biology class and they are forced to sit next to each other. They kind of made up and are going to talk later that night. Rory and Tyler have gym class together. Rory gave Tyler a set of gym clothes and Tyler has fallen in love with Rory.
It's Not Easy
Chapter 4 – Butterflies
When I got home from school I started to unpack what was left in the boxes in my room. After all my shit was organized, I remembered who was supposed to call me later tonight. I got nervous. Like really nervous, butterflies in my stomach nervous. Why was I feeling this way? It was just Sam Evans. It may have something to do with him and I getting along so well during Biology. I don't know. Could that be it? I mean I wanted to talk to him. I initiated the whole "let's talk later" thing. Urgh! I looked at the clock: 5:45. What? Over an hour until Sam said he would call. What was I going to do until then?
My phone rang in my pocket.
…
My phone rang in my pocket.
My phone was ringing in my pocket! What! I clumsily fished my phone from my pocket. I looked at the caller ID. It was Rory.
Wait…Rory! How did…oh yeah I gave him my number after I returned him his gym clothes he lent me, saying I'd bring my own tomorrow. Why was he calling me? I thought for a split second just to let the call go to voicemail, but then I remembered his smile, so I answered.
"Hello," I said.
"Hey, Tyler," Rory replied in that beautiful Irish accent. I loved the way he said my name. I think I just loved his accent.
"What's up?" I asked, wanting to know why he was calling me.
"Not much," he replied. He sounded a little nervous, like he was scared of saying something. "I heard from Sam that you two talked today in Biology. Are you okay?"
Rory was worried about me. I've only known him for like twelve hours now and I knew I was definitely in love with him. Wait…love?
"Yeah, we talked in Bio," I replied with a smile. "He's gonna call me later tonight and we're gonna talk. I think everything will be fine though. Our relationship kind of ended in a weird spot, so hopefully tonight's conversation will clear everything up."
"That's nice to hear," Rory replied genuinely. "So…I was wondering…"
"Yeah…" I urged him on. Was he going to ask what I thought he was?
"Um…for tomorrow, when we're hanging out, I was thinking maybe…we could…um…go out to dinner or something?"
I knew it. I knew it! He asked me out. HE asked ME out! YES!
"I would love that," I replied. I could almost hear his excitement through the phone.
"Great. I'll see you tomorrow then. Hopefully everything goes well with Sam tonight." Rory said. He was too cute.
"Yeah, I can't wait" I replied with a smile. "I think I can handle Sam."
"Well, see you tomorrow Tyler," Rory said.
"Bye."
"Bye."
I hung up my phone and smiled. I leaned against the wall and slid down to the floor. I was in euphoric shock. Rory asked me out for dinner tomorrow night. I couldn't be happier. I really couldn't be happier. I almost yelled out in delight, but then remembered my mom and younger brother were home. So I just jumped up and did a happy dance. Yes, a happy dance. I then fell backwards on my bed and grinned at the ceiling like an idiot for a while. Well, until I heard my phone ring again.
Right, Sam was supposed to call. I looked at my phone. Yep, it was Sam. I looked at my alarm clock by my bed: 7:02. Wow, I was in Euphoria-land for quite some time. With a deep breath and ignoring the butterflies in my stomach, I answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Ty," Sam answered, using my nickname, a name I hadn't heard in a while.
"Hey," I replied, trying to keep it simple.
"I guess I just want to start off by saying how sorry I am," Sam said. I knew he was sorry, but it was his fault we broke up.
"I know you are Sam, but when I saw you with him I…" I couldn't bring myself to say how pissed I really was. I guess now would be a good time to tell the truth. I lied to Rory before, about what happened between Sam and me. I broke up with him. I kept seeing him talking to someone I knew he had a crush on. Him and this other guy even slept together before Sam and I were a couple. Sam kept saying that it was nothing, but I knew there was something going on. I didn't go so far as to spy on him, but every time I saw Sam and this guy (His name was Blake.) together, a little piece broke off my heart. I thought what Sam and I had was special. But fucking Blake messed that all up. I caught the two of them kissing in the boys locker room after school. Blake and Sam were in football together. I went in the locker room to drive Sam home after practice, but I caught them. It was devastating. I don't think I've ever been that pissed at someone in my entire life. Sam meant the world to me and to see him kiss some other guy, was terrible. I broke it off then and there. Sam tried to defend himself, but I never let him speak. I was too angry. Now I guess he wanted to tell his side of the story. Maybe just to clear things up. Or maybe something more.
"Sam, what did you want to talk about?"
"Tyler, I just wanted to tell you my side of the story. Can you just listen, without getting upset?" Sam sounded sincere, like he needed to get this off his chest. I know some part of me was still angry with him, but some other part had sympathy for the boy I once loved. I let him talk.
"Sure, Sam. I'll listen."
"Thanks, Ty." He took a breath before continuing. "Blake was a bastard."
"Well no shit," I replied quickly, without thinking. "Sorry. I'll be quiet."
"No, it's fine," Sam replied, chuckling. "He was a bastard."
"Yeah, he was."
"Um…so before you walked in on us, Blake was flirting with me. He was always doing that and trying to get a kiss out of me."
"Why did you never talk to me about it, I would've understood," I said, not believing myself.
"I know you Ty," Sam said. "You would not have taken it well, as we found out."
"Yeah, I probably wouldn't have."
"Well anyway," Sam started. "Blake was being really bad this time. When we were showering after practice, he kept trying to grab my ass. I told him that he was being stupid and that him and I would never be together. He responded by trying to kiss me. I pushed him away and headed out of the showers. I was dressing at my locker and unfortunately his was right next to mine, so he tried to grab me again. I pushed him away and told him he was being stupid. Then he kissed me. It caught me totally off guard. I tried to tell him to get off, but he was holding me so tight, I couldn't get away. Then you showed up."
Wow.
"Sam, I had no idea," I sincerely told him. "If you only you would have told me."
"What would you have done? You're not really Mr. Strong Guy," he said, chuckling. I couldn't help but chuckle back. He always had a good sense of humor.
"Yeah, yeah." I replied. I then asked the question I was dreading to ask. "So where does this put us?"
Sam was silent for a few second before responding, "I don't know, Ty. I really don't."
"You know that it'd be really weird if we got back together."
"I know. And you really hit it off with Rory. He couldn't stop talking about you all afternoon while we were at the mall."
"Really?" I asked. Rory was too cute. I knew I had made an impression on him, but not that big of one.
"Yeah, it was kind of awkward for me. But Rory was being too cute to tell him to stop. I mean, could you say no to him?"
"No, he is adorable," I said. I then took a breath before telling him. "Rory kind of asked me out."
"He did?" Sam asked, surprised.
"Yeah, he did. Is that so hard to believe?"
"No, not after getting an earful of you all afternoon. So I'm guessing you're going?"
"Of course," I said. "You've seen him smile, right?"
"It is beautiful, just like yours." There was silence for a few seconds. "Sorry."
"No problem," I said. And it really wasn't. I guess I was just happy the two of us were talking to each other again. "Listen, Sam. I'm just happy we're talking again. I missed this."
"Me too, Ty. Me too."
I smiled. It was a genuine smile. I really did miss just talking to him. I could talk to him about anything, and he would always provide an ear.
"Sam, I have some homework I need to get done, so…"
"Yeah, uh…me too, so we're good, right?"
"Yes, Sammy, we're good," I said, using my nickname for him. I could actually hear him blushing through the phone.
"Thanks, Ty. Good night."
"Good night," I said and hung up the phone. I sighed a breath of relief and laid back down in my bed. I smiled. We were going to be fine. We've both moved on. I guess a few months apart will do that to someone. I was going to be okay.
Now onto my English homework…
A/N: Okay, chapter four complete. Hope you enjoyed it. I think I know where this story is going, but I want to wrap it up in a few chapters so I can spend some time working on a Sory story. I love those two together and I have a few ideas, so stay tuned. Again all comments/questions/reviews/whatever are always welcome. Thanks for reading. =)
