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Ty (lovers_alibi) wrote,

They both had this way about them, where they could just piss the other off so incredibly bad. If Tyler knew she hated marriage he never would've mentioned it, Ty would've gone his whole life living with her and loving her, with or without rings on their fingers, all she had to do was explain that to him. They didn't have to be like everyone eles because lets face it they never have been like your average normal couple. They didn't live together, saying I love you was like pulling teeth even though the two of them probably loved one another so much it fucking hurt, whether they'd admit that or not was beyond me.

So when Tyler climbed onto his Yamaha motorcycle and drove over to her condo/apartment he did know what he was getting himself into and he also didn't actually expect her to hit him, then again he knew this time he pushed her buttons a little too far. That's alright he doesn't mind. As long as she loves him in the morning right? Parking that motorcycle in her lot he strapped his helmet to the seat and headed up to where she was staying. Wearing a blue t-shirt, jeans and sneakers he began to pound on her door, not saying a word just pounding on it.

His heart was pumping furiously, he was ready to just grab her and pin her to the floor he didn't give a damn, if she came out swinging he was well he wasn't sure what he would do because Tyler would never hit a lady. When she finally opened up the door he looked at her with those fiercly intense blue eyes - his face three days unshaven with stubble his hair a mess. "What the fuck woman..." He pushed his way in and the door was slammed behind him.