I wake up early, and feel Tyler's warm body gently pressed up against mine. Smiling sleepily, I try to slip around Tyler to check the time on my phone.

I nudge him accidently and curse under my breath for waking him. His head perks up like a startled mouse, but he realises its me and smiles goofily, snuggling into my chest. 'What time is it?' He mumbles. 'Uhh, 6:30.' I said, checking my phone. 'So we got a few minutes.' I say, dropping my phone and sinking into the bed, wrapping my arms around him. Tyler giggled. 'I love you so much, Joshie.' He whispers, kissing the top of my head and pulling me into a hug. 'Love you too, babe,' I say, kissing his neck and turning over on top of him, his legs wrapped around my hips. Eventually the sexual tension got so high I went to have a shower because I knew what we would have done other wise.

After my shower I come back in quickly, fearing he might have gone or something stupid, but he was spread out on my bed, lying on his front and finishing the remaining reeses puffs.

I sat on the end of the bed, shaking my wet hair like a dog to get it dry. Tyler squealed. 'Josh, do you dry off at all?' He said, whacking me with a pillow. The pillow now had a huge soaking wet patch. 'See??' He said, and I laughed at how cute he looked when he was angry. He flicked me playfully, sending more drops of water flying. Huffing, he went off to have a shower and I threw on some clothes; a white t-shirt, ripped jeans (the same ones I always wear), and a grey beanie.

When Tyler came back In, a white towell wrapped around his skinny waist, I got to see even more tattoos; they really suited him. When he turned around to dry I also saw faint purple and green bruises. 'Tyler?' I say gently. 'Yeah.' He mutters. 'They're from my dad,' he explains as he puts on pants, and turns around. He smiles. 'But it's okay because i dont have to see him ever agai-' His smile falters and his sad expression makes my heart drop. 'What? What is it?' I ask worriedly.
'I need my school stuff.' He mutters. I can see the fear in his eyes and it makes me angry. 'Then we'll go get your stuff. It's your house, Tyler. And I swear, if he lays a finger on you we are outta there.' I say fiercely, putting my arms around him. I can feel him shaking. 'Okay,' he whispers and gets changed quick to go round.

When we do go we clutch hands, both of us shaking with fear. Automatically, when his dad opens the door out hands break apart. 'I-I've come to get my school stuff.' He stutters, and his dad manages an icy smile. 'Well get your ass up there quick,' he says fakely, and looks at me.

'Come in, while we wait for Tyler to get his stuff,' he says softly, his cold smile making me shiver. Tyler hovers on the stairs, looking worriedly at me. 'GET UP THERE NOW, TYLER.' he thunders, and Tyler squeaked and ran upstairs. 'This way,' he mutters, opening the door to the living room. 'So, Tyler Is living with you, right?' He glares at me. 'With my family, yes.' I attempt to glare back. After 30 seconds of aching silence he asks, 'So, do you love Jesus?' He looks at me. My heart beat grows fast. 'he's a nice guy I suppose,' i say warily, flinching when he almost chokes on his coffee. 'Hes not a 'guy'.' He spits, disgusted at my choice of words. 'What, he's a woman?' I ask politely. His face grows red. 'Hey, no more cheek, you fag. Jesus hates your kind.' Luckily at that moment Tyler runs down the stairs carrying a suitcase full of clothes and his school stuff. 'I figured i'd need a lot if I'm not welcome anymore.' He blushes. 'That's right.' He says. 'Now get out.' He whispers. We rush for he door and he slams it.

'Woah,' I say after a while, and Tyler looks sad, his eyes watery. 'Its okay baby. We are never going back,' I say, holding him tight. He kisses me on the shoulder, resting his head on it.

We run back to my house, mainly because we were terrified of his dad. Mom was waiting at the door, looking worried. 'Where'd you go?' She asked.
'We went to get Tyler's stuff. Sorry I didn't tell you mom,' i say, shuffling from foot to foot. She relaxes, smiling at us. 'Well, that's good. Because me and dad have saved up a bit and, ' She rubbed her hands together excitedly. 'We have rented you an apartment. It's small, it only has one bedroom and a room with a kitchen and living room, and one tiny bathroom, but its better than nothing.' Me and Tyler stood, motionless and speechless. I thought of all the times me and Tyler had to stop kissing or hugging, or hide that we hug when we sleep. I thought i how we wouldnt have to do that anymore. Ever. I looked at mom and realised how much I loved her and how she was amazing. 'MOM I LOVE YOU SO MUCH,' I say, throwing my arms around her. I look over at Tyler. He looks as if he's about to cry. 'L-laura you are the nicest person ever,' he says, wiping his tears on his sleeve. 'Thank you.. so much,' he whispers. He can hardly get out the words, and I kiss him right in front of mom, and he kisses back, smiling while tears are running down his face. 'I've rented it for a year to start, but I will keep paying for it because it's obvious you two are the cutest couple ever and you're not going to break up.' She says while we are kissing. 'Thankyou mom,' I whisper in the break of our kiss.
I've never been so happy in my life.