Stuck In The Middle With You

A/N: READ THIS SO YOU AREN'T CONFUSED AS HELL! This is in Tyler's POV, but it's gone back to when they were at the beach. It's when they had the first argument, where he called her a bitch. This is the convo he had with Parker. Now go read things from his head! :)

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Why can't I control my temper?! Why can't I just let her be happy with him? Oh yeah, because he doesn't like her like I do! Or does he? I mean, she has something about her that can make people change. Maybe she has changed him...or maybe I'm being a dumbass! That jerk doesn't have a heart! She's just another girl to him. Why doesn't she believe me when I tell her that? Ugh!

I don't know what to do. Where am I supposed to go? I can't go back in that room. I'll either kill him for being near her, or just tell her how I feel about her, and I can't do that right now. She would just laugh in my face. I can't just sit out here in the hallway like an idiot either. I know! I'll go to Adam's room. I actually like him.

"Adam! Open the door!" I pounded on the door. He opened it with his head phones in, and turned around, not even looking at me. Eh, I didn't care. That's just less questions I have to answer.

"Where's Ebony?" He asked.

I clenched my fists. I wish people didn't say her name. It brings her face into my mind, which makes me think of her perfect body, which turns me on so bad! AAH! Why can't I get over her?!

"Dude? Are you ok?" Adam said, looking me in the eye. Shit, he's going to see something's wrong.

"I'm fine. I just need some air." I told him, trying to get around him.

"You don't look fine. Where's Ebony? You really should talk to her. She calms you down."

"She's with Be-...him." I told him, "now move. I need to make a call." My voice was shaky. I can't believe what this girl is doing to me.

Adam moved out of my way. I grabbed my phone, and went to the deck. I needed to talk to someone. Someone that will get my mind off things. Someone like Parker. He's a great distraction. I found him on my contacts list, and pressed call. He answered on the second ring.

"Heeeeey! It's the T-man!" He yelled. Yeah, this is the perfect distraction, "What's going on dude? How's the trip?"

"It's been...hectic."

"Let me guess. Little Mrs. Bitch has screwed it up?" He asked.

I rolled my eyes. I don't know why they hated each other so much. "No. It's my fault. It just involves her."

"Did you tell her?! Did she slap you? Did you make out with her? Wasn't it as awesome as I said it was? That girl has so much talent. Wait until you get her in bed. She's like the a fu-"

"Shut up! I don't want to hear about what you did with her. I messed up dude." I told him.

"So...I guess that means you didn't make out?"

I sighed. Maybe he wasn't the right person to call. "No, I didn't. I did call her a bitch and tell her that I hate her though. Oh, and I made her cry because I said she had no where to go and no one wanted her."

"Um dude, I think that's the wrong way to tell a girl you like her."

"You think I don't know that?! I told you, I messed up."

"Ok, first stop stressing. It's not healthy. You need to be healthy if you want a girl. You know one time, my uncle Jim was trying to get this girl and he we-"

"Parker! Can you try to stay on topic for five minutes?" I asked. Him and his stupid ADD. You can't have a real conversation with him.

"Sorry. Anyway, stop stressing. Go get her away from your asshole of a brother, and tell her how you feel!" He told me.

"I can't do that." I said quietly.

"You have to. It's the only way you're going to get her."

"I know, I just...shit man, I messed up."

"Go get her! Now! Go! Go! Go!" He's insane. He has officially lost it.

The screen door slid open and I looked up. I was expecting to be looking at Adam, instead I see Ebony. She's still in her shorts. I can't look at her legs. I'll jump her.

"Uh, Parker, I'll call you back." I said.

"Why? She's there isn't she?! Tell her! Tell her right n-" I closed my phone quickly, afraid she would hear him.

"Hey." She said quietly. Her voice gave me chills.

"Hey." I was just as quiet as she was.

Both of us stood there in silence. I wasn't going to say a word. I'm perfectly fine here, just staring at her. I need to say something though. I need to tell her I'm sorry. She needs to know that I don't hate her. I need her to at least think of me as a friend.

"I'm sorry." I said, at the same time she did. What the hell? "Why are you sorry? You didn't do anything."

"I said I hated you and that you were an ass." She said. I shook my head. That's nothing new. I've learned to take those as terms of endearment from her.

"Baby, you tell me that on a daily basis. I'm the one that should be sorry, not you. I called you a bitch, I said I hated you too, and I told you that you had no where to go and made you cry. I didn't mean any of it. I was mad, and I have anger issues. You know that." I told her. I felt terrible about every word that came out of my mouth earlier. Her face when I said that was burned into my mind forever.

She sat down in the chair next to me. It took all I had not to reach out and touch her perfect skin. It's so soft. When I woke up this morning with her laying there in my arms, I never wanted to let go. Then my idiot brothers had to walk in and ruin everything.

"Yeah, I know that." She said, "so how about this? We pretend like this morning never happened, and go back to the way it was before. You annoying the hell out of me, and me threatening you to no end."

No. I don't want to go back to the way it was before. I want to go to the way it was this morning with you sleeping next to me. Like I would actually say that to her. "Ok, sounds like a plan. So what? We're back to sort of friends?"

She laughed. "Yeah, back to sort of friends."

"Cool." I said. Actually not cool. Can't we be more than friends?

"Yep." She said, standing up. Don't leave. "Well I'm gonna go take a shower, so..."

Oh for the love of God! Why did she have to say that? Now I'm picturing in the shower. "I'll sit here...unless you want me to join you." Please say yes. Please please please say yes.

"No thanks." Of course she says no. "You should probably go fix things with Bently."

Why does she have to bring him into this? "Why? So we can start hating each other all over again? It's easier if we just stay mad at one another baby." She doesn't seem to get that I hate him.

She shrugged. "Ok."

I watched as she went back inside. That's it? That's all I get from her? I want more! I want to talk to her some more. I want to have a repeat of last night, where she was acting like she wanted me to be there.

Adam came outside then, and interrupted my thoughts. Now I have to answer his questions. Can I ever get a break?

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A/N: This was the only one that reveal all the other secrets. Obviously he likes her. I think everyone has figured that out. I will post another chapter that's actually in his POV where they are now. But for now this is what you get. Vote and comment! :)