Hey every one. I'm so very sorry for not updating yesterday, I was in a really bad mood and I didn't want that to effect the story, because it might have ended up in Tyler killing Jeremy or something.. DX o_o But anyway, I was re-reading the story and I have been moving a little too fast, and that's the one thing I don't want. I think I just got too excited. So I'm gonna slow it down a bit more, and I'm really sorry on the previous chapter I forgot to do spellchecker and the chapter came out in a blur, I'M SO SORRY D:

I would like to take this time to thank every one that's read this and reviewed. ami021390, Toulip Fontana, primavera15, Vesuvious, firegirl16, Nemo, Alex and Akaistorm. I'm so thankful xD. And I'm so grateful for your reviews, they get me really pumped so I can write more! (: Here's another chapter. I loved writing it and I hope you'll like it too! Yours forever, KTREVINO -xo

Chapter 4,

Jeremy lay on his bed thinking about everything that's occurred in the last 48 hours. It's been a hectic two days.
The teen sighed and put his hands behind his head, turning over to face the ceiling. What kind of ass hole comes over and embarrasses you, teases you and then refuses to kiss you? Son of a bitch. Jeremy groaned and rolled over bringing the pillow over his head, trying to block out the screaming thoughts.

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Tyler Lockwood was feeling pretty damn proud of himself right now. He made the once punk ass Jeremy Gilbert nervous. He boomed with laughter as he remembered his face. "God Lockwood, you're one funny guy." He told himself smiling, and quickly patting himself on the back.

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Thank God it was the weekend. I honestly don't think I could take another day of Lockwood.
Jeremy was still fuming with anger from the previous evening's events. He sighed and shook his head sharply from side to side. He walked over to his stereo and put on some 'Blink-182 - All the small things." He turned it up loud, knowing Jenna and Elena still wouldn't be home.
He instantly got into it, first just walking around the room, cleaning things up, bouncing his head slightly. But as the song hit the chorus, his shoulders started to go, soon followed by his legs, then as soon as the guitar solo came along, his whole body was moving. Playing air guitar.
He suddenly jumped on the bed as the chorus took place again and really lost it. Bouncing up and down like a headless chicken. "Say it ain't so, I will not go, turn the lights off, carry me home!" Jeremy was pulled from his rock star fantasy when a sharp knock came to the door. It took him by surprise and he turned to see who it was, only to get his foot caught in his bed sheets and fell loudly on the floor, bringing down his side lamp and the table with him. He groaned as the air got knocked out of him.
A deep boom of laughter came from the other side of the room and Jeremy knew who it was all to well, just by the deep tone of the laugh. Lockwood, the king of the asses.
He didn't move, he just closed his eyes, bringing his hands to his face shielding himself, hoping to wake. "Dear God!" He mumbled under his hands.
The laughter stopped after a long while. A looooooong while. The music was shut off. Jeremy heard heavy footsteps coming towards them, and he felt like he was in a horror movie, his breath catching in his throat.
After a while of silence, he spread his index finger away from his middle one to see.

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Tyler was standing there, looking down at him biting his lip. Obviously to stop from laughing. Great. Jeremy noticed that Tyler was looking extra handsome today. Wearing a black t-shirt, deep blue jeans, black high-tops and a leather jacket. All of it suited it him perfectly. Like the clothes were purposely made for him alone. He had the body and face any model would kill for.
The face of perfection was staring down at him, and he had fallen off the bed.. singing and .. dancing. God!
I lifted my head to purposely smack it on the hard wood floor. Something escaped Tyler's lips, like a tightly caged laugh trying to get out. I sighed and took my hands away from my face, and I felt my self blush heavily. My neck and face were extremely hot. Nice going, Gilbert.
Tyler removed his teeth from his lips and a kind smile spread across his face. "You're adorable." Argh! I just fucking made a fool of myself and he calls me adorable. My face got even hotter, if that were possible. Tyler held his hand out, offering. I blinked furiously and took it. He pulled me up easily, like I was a feather. God he was strong. When he helped me up, I felt my head spin. He steadied me, holding onto one of my arms, while still holding my hand. I tensed and he squeezed my bicep. His eyes were on my arm and he coughed uncomfortably. He shook his head and looked into my eyes. "Are you alright?" He asked honestly sounding concerned.
I nodded. "I just got up to fast." He smiled and pushed me gently onto the bed releasing my hand. He walked across the room and grabbed the chair from my desk and pulled it over to the bed. Sitting on it, looking around my room. Silence.
When I felt better I finally got up the courage to speak. "Um, what are you, uh, doing here Tyler?" I asked tying my hardest to keep the panic from my voice.

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He noticed it. He smiled that cocky crooked smile and I found my self struggling for breath. "I am here. To take you on a date tonight." He said, keeping his eyes on mine, searching for something in them.
I was stunned, and I think this showed because I felt myself un able to move. An inch. Not to even blink. I was like a statue. After a few minutes of silence, Tyler began to look worried.

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"Gilbert?" Nothing. "Gilbert." He started to sound angry. "Fine, don't answer me, but believe me," he got up and moved the chair back to it's original place, "there's no way in hell you're not coming with me. Even if I have to drag you by your girly hair. Even if I have to lure you out with Blink-182 tickets or something. You. Are. Going. Out. With. Me." He said incredibly sharp. He smiled and walked over to me. Move dumb ass! Say something, kick him, kiss him, even dance. Okay maybe not that, but do something!
Tyler bent down and stroked my hair and planted a hot wet kiss on my cheek, bringing it slowly down to the edge of my lips before laughing on my frozen skin. He got up slowly, and started walking towards the door."I'll pick you up at eight tonight, Gilbert. Dress nice, some thing.. Formal. I'll cya later." He stopped at the door frame and spun around. "By the way, you suck at dancing." He could barely finish the sentence without laughing, and I heard him continue to do so all the way down the stairs and out the door. Even then I heard him laughing through my CLOSED window.

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Jeremy heard Tyler's car start noisily and take off, loudly. The ghost of his laughter still lingering. Jeremy found himself still unable to move. What the fuck just happened?

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