A/N: Please note that for this story there is an age-gap of about a year and a half between Tyler and Reid for this story. Reid is around nineteen, and Tyler is around seventeen. I find this story a little sub-par, but it's loosely based on something that happened to me this past week. An old friend of mine came out of nowhere and surprised me and I was glad to see him because I missed him so much. :-D

philomina: Maybe I'll do the Christmas one next chapter....gotta see how that plays out...

Lil Kitsune-Chan: I think maybe I can merge your idea with philomina's...Hmm....

forgetMEalways: I wasn't sure anyone would get the title, so it's nice that you got that one. I kinda liked the iea of Reid saying smething ridiculously sappy like that. :-D

raven2547: I thought it was kind of funny. I'm not entirely sure what brought all of that on though...lol.

bloOd StaiNed Rose: I'm glad I was able to brighten your day.

Dark Angel's Blue Fire: Thank you again for the glowing review!

Tyler sighed and pushed his dark hair out of his eyes. He hated Fridays. Most people thought it strange to hate Friday. It's the end of the week! What's there to hate? Tyler called it "Cock-Block Day"(1) because everyone wants to hit Saturday, everyone wants a peice of the weekend, but Friday keeps getting in the damn way. He looked up from the stack of books he was trying to balance in his hands and for a moment he thought he saw a familiar head of blond hair. He tried to look through the mass of people trying to get to class on time for a second, but he soon scolded himself for being so foolish. Reid had graduated in June. It was February. Tyler shook it off and pushed his way through the crowd and to his English class.

He dropped his books on his desk and took his seat with a sigh. God he hated writing essays for this stupid, stupid class, and that's what they'd have to do.

"Guess who I saw."

Tyler looked behind him at his friend Beth. She was sitting forward in her seat grinning like a fool.

"Who'd you see?"

"A certain Reid Garwin." Beth winked.

"Really?

"Mmhmm."

"Cool."

Tyler turned around before Beth could tell how excited he was. If Reid was at the school, then that meant there was a chance Tyler could see him again! He'd never told anyone other than Beth that he'd had a crush on the blond, but it was hard to not fall for him. Tyler pushed his lusty thoughts about Red out of his mind and started working on the essay prompt that was up on the board.

If there was one thing Tyler hated, it was writing analytical essays. He never, ever wanted to hear the words syntax, diction, rhetorical strategies, figurative language, pacing, or colloquialism ever again. It was driving him insane. The door opened and Tyler looked up, grateful for a distraction.

"Hey Mr. Picard." Reid smiled.

Tyler couldn't remember how to make his lungs work or how to make his heart start up again.

"Tyler!" Beth hissed.

Tyler snapped out of his trance and sent the girl a grateful look. Reid walked up to the front of the room and talked quitely with Mr. Picard about college lifeand how much he missing being in high school and having it easy. Tyler sighed softly to himself. Part of him was glad he'd been over-looked by Reid, at least now he wouldn't have to worry with making conversation. The other part of him was upset that he was so easily ignored.

When the bell rang, Tyler handed his essay to Mr. Picard and was glad class was over.

"You don't say hi?"

Tyler turned around and saw Reid watching him.

"I didn't think you'd remember me." Tyler half-joked.

"We had at least one class together for three years. I think I'd remember you." Reid smiled.

Tyler shrugged.

"This is going to sound a little strange, but why don't we go get some coffee or something and catch up?" Reid suggested.

"Sure. When?" Tyler tried to not sound overly hopeful.

"Right now. I've got a car waiting outside and I don't think your mom will mind."

Tyler nodded shyly and followed Reid out to the car. Tyler put his bags in the backseat and sat down in the passenger seat.

"Is that one cafe still open?" Reid asked as he started the car.

"Yeah."

The drive was spent mostly in silence. Tyler was too shy to talk, and Reid was too busy singing along with the radio to notice. Inside the coffee shop was a different story.

"So what exactly have you been up to?" Reid asked.

"Studying. A lot. being college-bound isn't easy for some of us."

"Sounds like a shit-load of fun. I take it you don't get out much."

"Not really. Not as often as I used to."

"Which wasn't that often to begin with." Reid joked.

"Haha. What have you been up to?"

"Studying as little as passibly possible, using my spare time on mostly sleeping." Reid smiled.

"It sounds very productive." Tyler smiled.

They spent the rest of the day there, talking mostly about nothing and rarely about anything. It was sunset and the coffee shop was closing when Reid and Tyler finally left. The parking lot was strangely empty and not at all like the car-filled lot that had forced Reid to park behind the cafe.

Tyler walked ahead of Reid who was messing with his keys and waited by the passenger door. He was suddenly spun around and his back was slammed against the side of the car. He wanted to demand to know what was going on, but that was difficult with Reid kissing him like that. Tyler wound his arms around Reid's neck and pressed their bodies closer together. Reid frantically slid a hand up Tyler's shirt and the brunette wrapped his legs around Reid's waist. The kiss was desperate and hungry.

"Your mom won't notice if you come home with me, will she?" Reid panted.

"Probably not. She drinks more than you do." Tyler smiled.

The two got in the car and Reid found it difficult to obey the speed-limit signs. Since Reid felt it was taking far too long to get back to his apartment across town, he took to kissing Tyler senseless at every stoplight they came to. They were lip-locked the entire time they were in the elevator and they separated just long enough for Reid to unlock the door to his flat. Tyler fell backwards onto Reid's bed and looked up at the blond, watching him shrug his shirt off.

"I just want to know what brought all this on." Tyler groaned as Reid kissed down his neck.

"I've been wanting to do this for a long time now." Reid growled.

Tyler gasped as Reid took to kissing and biting hot-spots Tyler didn't know he had.

"Are you sure you're okay with this? There's an age-gap and I go to school across town." Reid pointed out.

"Shut the hell up Reid." Tyler ordered.

Reid drove Tyler home the next morning and not much was said.

"I'll pick you up at eight." Reid said as Tyler stepped out of the car.

"Huh?"

"I'm taking you to dinner tonight." Reid smiled.

"Like dinner or a dinner date?"

"Why don't we decide when we get there?"

Tyler nodded and felt his stomach drop. He waved half-heartedly as Reid drove away and he slowly walked up to his room. He fell on his bed and cried softly into his pillow. He'd slept with Reid, he'd given himself up to the blond, and now it seemed he was just another name on the long list of Reid Garwin's One-Night Stands. His phone rang at seven and he answered with a sigh, knowing it was going to be Beth, scolding him for not going home last night.

"You didn't forget about our date, did you?"

"Reid?"

"Sure."

"You're calling me to remind me about our...what did you say?"

"I asked if you forgot about our date."

"Friend date or serious date?"

"That depends."

Tyler bit his lower lip and closed his eyes.

"Did you drop the phone or something?"

"No. Depends on what?"

"How serious you want this to be."

"How serious do you want it to be?"

"I want it to be serious. But if you just want it to be that awkward friends with benefits thing, I'll deal with that too."

"So you're saying you're ready for a serious relationship."

"As long as it's with you."

"So how nice shuld I dress?" Tyler asked.

"Well I heard there was this French restaurant you always wanted to go to in Boston so I figured..."

"Really?"

"Really."

"I gotta get ready."

"I'll see you soon."

Tyler hung up the phone and tossed it onto his bed, running to the bathroom. He needed to shower, pick out an outfit, and get ready in general for his hot date.