Tyler may not look the part, but he was a huge romantic. He absolutely loved taking you out on cutesy dates, though to normal people, your dates looked like an adrenaline junkie’s wedding.

Tyler had told you to get dolled up, then he would pick you up and drive you to a ‘surprise’, whatever that may be. You already had an idea of what it could be, because he’d taken you to see so many at this point, it was your first guess whenever he said he wanted to surprise you.

You had just finished taking out your hair rollers when you heard the familiar rumble of Tyler’s truck. You quickly put on your heels and walked outside to meet Tyler. “Absolutely beautiful.” He murmured as you came nearer, a hand snaked around your waist as he pressed a kiss to your cheek.

“Ready t’ go?” He asked, you nodded and he went around the car to open the door for you, before getting in the driver seat and starting the car. The car ride wasn’t long. The radio was humming a country song while Tyler rhythmically tapped his fingers against the steering wheel. The truck steered onto a gravelly road beside a huge wheat field, your eyes landed on the ‘surprise’ Tyler had mentioned that was spiraling around in the field. Knew it.

Tyler drove onto the field, closer to the tornado. He parked the car a short distance from the twister, killed the engine and dug the truck's augers into the ground before opening the door and hopping out. You followed behind. “Isn’t she gorgeous?” Tyler yelled over the loud howl from the gale. “She is!” You responded, looking up at the scary but grand sight.

Tyler trudged up behind you, his hands moving to your arms and lifting them up; posing the two of you like you were Rose and Jack Dawson on the titanic. It was a little platitude, but it was romantic, it was Tyler. “You are so cliché.” You laughed, a laugh that came from your chest. “It’s romantic.” Tyler countered, a grin plastered on his face. The wind felt nice against your skin; so refreshing, like removing the plastic from a brand new canvas.