He was popular. You were just an outcast. Someone that was the punching bag for bored bullies. But he saw you.

It all started when you were walking home. Barron and his friends had been following you, making annoying comments. Saying you needed a boyfriend. When Tyler walked over. "Did we break up? I hope we didn't." He kissed you quickly and grabbed your arm, pulling you along. You didn't even talk to him. But that's how your relationship with Tyler started. That's also how he started to notice every detail about you.

He saw the way your eyes lit up whenever you talked about something you liked. The way your hair framed your face. How you held onto his arm while walking in the hallway. Your clothing style. In his eyes, you were perfect.

But the eyes he loved had unshed tears hidden. Your hair hid your expressions from your parents. You wore baggy clothes to hide your body. You tensed up when certain people enter the room.

To him though, you were beautiful. He found your body perfect, didn't care that you didn't understand some things, and absolutely adored you. Even if he didn't know about your problems, he would make sure you were happy.

You entered the school, already wanting to leave. Your earbuds were in and your head was down, but you still heard the whispers and saw the stares. It was horrible. Until you felt Tyler grab your hand. You looked over and saw him smiling at you.