My Fake Lover

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“What, why? It’s no fun without you.” Tyler said, watching Court as well.

“I’m sorry. My mom just texted me.” She said and ran out the door.

There’s something really fishy about that girl. Just kidding. I know exactly why she ran away. She likes Tyler and can’t stand being near him when he doesn’t like her back. And when he’s fooling around with me, pretending that I actually have feelings for that shít face.

More and more people entered Starbucks. Not just any people. Teenagers from my school. And worst of all, that bítchy Brooke is here with a few of her cheerleader friends and they’re mini skirts.

I immediately got up and sat by Tyler. There was a lot of people from our school and we need to get the act on.

What’s up with people and Starbucks today?

“Hey bro.” A guy from the soccer team came by our table to talk to Tyler.

“Love the new girlfriend. Just never thought you’d be with your enemy who you always called a bítch.”

“What?!” I pretended to get upset.

“Oh, that was a long time ago baby. Forgive me?” Tyler stuck out his bottom lip.

If anyone didn’t know he was faking this, they must be stupid.

“Of course I’ll forgive you my… honey-poo.” I squeezed his cheeks.

And man did he look irritated.

“Hey, are you guys really a couple? I’ve heard the rumors and all.” A freshman girl I don’t even know came by and asked.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

What the hell? A freshman? I’m a freaking senior and a freshman knows about this? She knows about Tyler and all the shocking news of us going out? Is he that popular?

I scooted over and sat on Tyler’s lap with my hands around his neck.

“Of course we are.” I said and hugged him by bringing my hands down to his neck.

I know I was making him irritated and he deserved it. Right? He’s annoyed the hell out of me for the past few years of my life. He tried to make my life hell.

It was about fifteen minutes of acting this way until everyone finally left, and all there was left is the elderly people, enjoying their coffee’s.

Because everyone was gone, Tyler pushed me off him.

Rude much?

“Get you fat ass off me.” He said. “Your way too heavy.”

Ouch.

“What? Actually, Lexi is really light. If you can’t hold her than you aren’t as strong as you look.” Emily said.

Thank God for my best friend Emily. If it were Courtney, she wouldn’t have said that. She loves Tyler too much and will always be on his side.

If my butt wasn’t on the ground caused by Tyler’s push, I would have gave Emily a highly five.

“Is that a compliment?” Tyler smirked.

Before Emily got to answer I got up and hit him as hard as I could on the gut.

“Shit!” He whisper-yelled.

“That’s for pushing me!”

“Yeah you so mean Tyler!” His little sister, Abby said with her little cute voice. Man, I almost forgot she was here.

“It isn’t my fault your so weak and fell to the floor. Or that your nasty ass sat on my lap.”

“Your just saying these things to make me mad.” I rolled my eyes.

“Bītch.” He mumbled so Abby can’t here him.

“What jerk?” I asked, pretending not to hear him.

“I said your-”

“Not a bítch?” I finished for him even though I know he wasn’t going to say that. “Thanks.” I gave him a sarcastic smile.

Tyler rolled his eye and grabbed Abby’s hand, tugging her towards the door.

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“Hey mom?” I called out as I entered the kitchen.

“Yeah?” She said mixing something in a bowl at the counter.

I had no idea what it was and I don’t want to. My mom is not the best cook.

“Tyler’s going to be coming over soon.” I said with a flat look.

“Tyler?” She asked, confused. “I thought you hated that handsome guy.”

I rolled my eyes at her reply. “Mom. Don’t you ever say that again.” I said slowly. “he’s just coming over for a school project.” There was no way I was going to tell her about the fake dating.

“That’s what the teenagers these day always say.” My mom laughed.

“Yeah, but what I’m saying right now is true.” I said and walked out before I could here anymore of my moms teasing.

I’m so glad tomorrow’s a Friday. The last day before the weekend. I’m having huge headaches. When I reached my bedroom, I put on some music from the radio I had on my desk and a Taylor swift song played. I don’t really enjoy Taylor swift, but her songs are okay.

“Oooh you called me up again tonight.”

I sang with the song.

“But Oooh, this time I’m telling you, I’m telling you” I went on top of my bed and began dancing like a weirdo.

“We are never ever ever ever getting back toge-”

“Do I have to put up with this every time I come over for this stupid project?” Tyler said, scaring the hell out of me, witch made me fall off the bed, flat on my stomach.

“Ouch.” I groaned.

I slowly got up and looked at Tyler who was leaning on the door frame with his arms across his chest.

“Your so clumsy.” He said, rolling his eyes.

“How did you get in here?”

“I have keys to your house so I could come stock you every night.” He said sarcastically. “Dumbass. Your mom let me in. Now let’s get this stupid project done already.”

“We have two weeks to finish it.” I rolled my eyes, ignoring his mean comments towards me.

“You think I would want to spend those two weeks with you?” Tyler scoffed.

I rolled my eyes again and sat on my bed while Tyler sat on my a chair for my desk…..

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