"I see Nobody, Nobody but YOU, YOU, YOU"

[Tyler's POV]

At university, it was the fucking tiring day. First Paul, that son of a bitch don't have work but to fuck with sissy pussy. Hardly coming to university, but extremely annoying me with his enormous affairs. Always asking advice to impress the fucking girls. Albert that bastard takes me as a library guard. Nate that pussy is really a sissy.

I took off the shirt and threw it on the couch and walk to the balcony. The night is calm and fresh, with no worries and only darkness to hide the past. I looked at the garden. There is someone sitting under the pink cherry tree a girl. A girl, who is she. I watched carefully to recognize her. She is wearing a black dress. The dress color is similar to... Abi's.

"Ahaan, Abi, it's Abigail Carton", I smirked looking at her in the garden from the balcony of my house.

She looks so gorgeous in black. The color is only meant for her. Actually, every color suits her, but black makes her look more beautiful, bold and confident. But tonight she is looking cute and innocent. Though she is not. But... But... Why are you sad? Seeing you being sad, makes my heartache. Is it because of Nate? He is... bloody motherfucker. He doesn't deserve you. You need a person who can truly cherish you, could fall in love with you each time whenever he sees you.

Look at you? You look so perfect. Fair skin, lovely face, straight nose, pink lips, and brunette hair. When you were standing in the sunshine with Samantha at University, your hairs were looking more brown, shiny and silky like satin sheets. Your lips are like strawberries and it converts into the heart when you pout. Your cheeks become red when you laugh a lot. It makes you look rosiness. People say that I have a great pair of eyes. But they don't know you have the most beautiful pair of honey-brown eyes, I have seen in my existence. I remembered the day when you lifted your head up for the first time to look at me.

Flashback-----------

"Excuse me"

She looked up at me

"Yes. How can I help you," she said

"Your name is Abigail Carton." l said.

"Yes,"

"Hi, I'm Tyler Morrison", I bring my hand forward for handshaking.

"Hi," She said with a handshake.

At that moment, my heart was pounding fast.

I saw you the first time when I make an entry to a class at that moment I liked you. I insisted on Richa to tell me your name. Later I dared to talk to you. When we shook our hands, your hands were well polished, fingers were perfectly manicured, believe me, after that I watched my hands several times remembering your expressions with attitude and carefree voice. I want that hands around my shoulder eagerly. When I whispered in your ear outside the library. It was my fanboy moment to be very near to the person I admire and glare at you the whole day in every lecture, every day and in the cafeteria.

In the library, you smelled soo good like berries & vanilla with a hint of sweet candy musk. I felt urged to grab you near me and kiss you until we are breathless.

When you smiled, Oh my fucking God. You were looking marvelous. Everything in my surroundings got to lighten up. Looking at your adorable smile, it made me smile not smirk. Everything around me got stop... Freeze. I wish I could take hold of the moment.

The soft voice of yours and the little dimple that played at the corner of your mouth when you teased Gianna... You were so beautiful – and so utterly unaware of your charm.

I wanted things to handle the utmost care and smoothly. But, Nate proposed to you at a party and dared to kiss you. I wanted to bash Nate so hard that he would have never lifted his eyes on you, but I felt severely powerless. Because of that, I clenched the glass in my hand soo hard until it got broke and caused injury to me. He made my heart stabbed to death. I cried heartily. Paul thought I cried for Naomi Scott. She never deserved my love. She is the girl whom I loved but she never felt the same as I felt so. You deserve everything which belongs to me, my mind, soul, and body especially my love, lust, and affection.

I forgot to mention, you should not bite your lips often. When you were nervous in the cafeteria. I watched your pinky lips. It just made me felt to bite your lips.

I want to devote myself to you. I want your attention, touch, presence, talks, care and... LOVE.

Ugh!... I want to say you that, "Abigail Carton, I unendurably LOVE YOU".

" Tyler, are you smiling?", Paul asked looking at me and standing beside me at the balcony leaned down and put his hands on the rails.

He came like a ghost and asking me questions. "Who do you think to ask me, Paul, you butthole?" I shouted at him in my head.

"When did you arrive?" I inquired without peeking at him.

"Just now. But what are you looking at the garden", He asked glancing at a pink cherry tree.

I keep silent.

" Oh, you are looking at the girl", He answered his own question.

"A girl is sitting in the garden at this night", He said frowning his eyebrows and trying to recognize her face. " So beautiful!", He complimented her.

"Can't see the face properly you call that pretty?", I look at him and smirk.

"Look at that beautiful girl, I really want to see her face", He kept his palm on his face and kept gazing her.

"Put away your lascivious heart. Let's go I have something to discuss with you. Come to the study room", I turned around and took my steps to the study room.

"Tyler that," He called and followed me.

I pour the Jack Daniels in the glass at the bar.

"But is it necessary for me to learn such reports", He asked walking at the bar.

I took a sip, " Of course, you are the heir of the family", I said sarcastically at him.

"But you have to help me to understand those heavyweight words", He begged for help.

" Yeah, right every time you need my help", I gave a dead stare to him. "Why the fuck you don't ask for my help when you drill a tight pussy", I raised a voice.

" That's a different thing. You know, I don't like threesomes", He said smiling at me.

I put the glass on the table.

"You arsehole. Do you think I'm joking? Or are you tired of your freedom", I ask and put my hand on his shoulder and squeezed it harshly.

" Oh fcuk Tyler", He cried and slapped my hand down."Are you threatening me?" He queried in hesitation.

"Yes", I answered instantly. " Do you want me to reveal all your salacious work in front of your father", I threaten him.

"Tyler you can't. Remember, we are childhood friends", He knelt down dramatically.

" Why are you so into dramas? Get up and come to study. You mother trucker", I ordered and walked to the study.

"Tyler my friend listen"...