“But I love it when your hair— blows~ when it blows~ when your hair blows, hanging out the sunroof...” — 2SEATER LATE 2015 Chur bum, or Tyler Okonma (your current boyfriend) was driving in his new two seater, the engine roaring loudly, he was playing some music, singing along to it until you turned down his music, And you know how he is about his music..

Tyler: "What the fuck you turned my music down for?"

He sounded mad, slight pissed and upset.

"Can you roll my window up?" You asked, slightly agitated by the wind blowing your hair around.

Tyler: "Why? Damn-"

You cut him off

"Cause it's windy!" You whined

Tyler: "But I love it when your hair blows.."

He mumbled, reaching out for your cheek while driving, you leaned into his touch.