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Get Me Back on Skates

6. Why not play along?

"You creeper, get out of my apartment!" Em completely lost it, but Tyler didn't look the least bit scared. In fact, he looked like a hero, smirking at her words.
As my best friend stampeded across the room multiple times, Tyler mouthed his plan to me. In a minute, I would start breathing heavily and acting tired. If Em noticed, I would hold my breath and "pass out". If she didn't notice, Ty would turn around to face me, and all of a sudden "notice" that I wasn't breathing normally. After I had closed my eyes and acted unconscious, Tyler would try to shoo Em out of the room so we could make up more of the plan and exchange phone numbers [which we never did, why?] before he was kicked out of my apartment.
"-I mean, thank you for helping her, but did you have to take your pants off?" Em went on and on. Tyler squeezed my hand, signaling for me to start hyperventilating. My friend never turned to me once, at least until gasped "Em!"
She ran to the bed and looked at me in wonder. I crossed my eyes slightly and groaned, which made Tyler get the idea.
"Oh, God-don't pass out again, please." He was far from the best actor in the world; his monotone voice kind of gave it away. l leaned my head to the left and closed my eyes. All I heard was Tyler curse before ushering Em away. Once the door shut, I opened one eye to find Ty right on top of me again, smiling mischievously.
"So what now?" He raised an eyebrow and snorted like a dork when I began to laugh. "I'll see you at the game tonight?" I wanted to say yes, but I couldn't. I knew somebody would be at the Bruins game to make fun of me.
"Nobody can make fun of Seguin's girl, believe me," It's as if he can read my mind. " I promise. Nobody's going to hurt you." His words were so sweet and sincere, I almost believed him.
"Tyler, I don't know," He gave me the puppy dog face when I told him this. "Somebody's going to find me, I just know it." As I looked down at my hands, Tyler slid his hand to the side of my face, and brushed my cheek with his thumb. He leaned in and kissed my forehead, then rested his chin on top of my head.
"Please come tonight," He whined. "Or else I'm gonna play horribly, we're gonna lose, I'm gonna cry, then I'm gonna show up at your apartment at three in the morning wanting a hug."
" I wouldn't mind that.'' I sniffled, pulling Tyler into a hug.
"Yes," he was rather quick to argue. "but Em already wants to murder me. I don't think she'd be happy seeing me outside the door in the middle of the night."
"Yes, but I would." I gave him a quick smile.

"Anya, I think I love you."
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