hi honey! Can you write a story in which tyler durden has a best friend (the reader) and likes her secretly, and tries (in the tyler way) to be better with her?

(english isnt my 1st language sorry)

Hiii thank you so much for the ask!! Sorry it took me so long to answer, hope you enjoy😽

You Tyler have been best friends for a long time now. He was there for your first boyfriend and for your first heartbreak. He was one of the people you trusted the most in the world.

Tyler often found himself getting into fights over stupid things and it always ended up with you cleaning up his wounds. One time the fight was not from pure boredom, it was because a guy had called you a slut and that got him riled up. It was the first time he realised that his feelings for you were deeper than friendly love. After that he started distancing himself from you and you often found yourself reaching out to him.

He knew you didn’t like violence, so he made a silent promise to you that he would no longer get into fights. He pushed his feelings for you deep down and no longer distanced himself from you. He did that with a thought that you could never love someone with as much problems as him, so he started fixing them. If only he knew how wrong that was.

You realised your feeling for the boy a lot earlier than he did. If he had known, he wouldn’t have gone through the trouble of distancing himself but he also wouldn’t have gotten better so the unknown feelings made everything better.

The daughter e2

The next day when your father Lou saw the bruise you had, he went full on interogating you. "Who did this to you!? Do you have problems with somone, if so tell me i'm supposed to protect you for goodness sakes!" You tried to calm him down with answering his questions, while you brewed your coffee. "No, I don't have any problems, besides the other person looks worse. The years of watching the wrestling you made me watch came in handy. You should be proud that I can stand up for myself". You felt your fathers caring gaze trying to discover if you are hiding the truth. "If that is the truth, then I am proud, but I still care about you even if you think I should't. Youre my baby and I don't care how old you are I still worry about you"

Your gaze found your fathers eyes and you only found care in them. "I know and i'll always be thankfull that you are my dad" and as you poured the last drop of coffe into the mug, you kissed your fathers cheek and started walking upstairs.

Today you woke up later, and seeing as it is 5P.M right now you had to get ready for work which started in two hours.

You rummaged through your clothes trying to find an outfit appropriate for work. The clothes that you wore yesterday were covered in specks of blood so you needed a fresh fit.

The once fresh cup of coffee was now cold and only half drank from as you were lost in the piles of clothing you owned.

Finally after half an hour your clothes were ready and now you need to freshen up. You took the clothes you chose and rushed to the bathroom. As you turned on the shower and waited for it to warm up, you brushed your teeth and washed your face. The shower was calming and it felt good to freshen up. Seeming that you had wasted most of your time, you had to rush out of the house and quickly walk to work. The sun was setting casting a warm light across the building. After you had walked for what seemed to be forever, your dad’s place came into view. You could already hear the shouts of drunken men and the only thing you mind thought of was him. You wondered if he would be here today.

As you walked through the door, the already working bartender motioned for you to help him out serving the men, desperate for alcohol. The night seemed to go by in a blink and you hadn't noticed him seated in the furthest corner of the pub watching you. You clearly had caught his interest as he never felt so intrigued by anyone else. As you finally noticed the pair of eyes watching your every move you saw him send you a wink and you only smiled in return feeling giddy of the attention you got from him. Sure you only had met him last night, but his charm made you feel attracted to him.

After a few moments the man in a red leather jacket made his way over to you. "Nice seeing you again" you said to him and he replied with a smirk on his face "can say the same".

He didn't order anything and as you were serving the customers he finally asked you how your father reacted to the black eye.

"He was worried but I know that deep down he was proud because i told him that the other person looked worse" he chuckled knowing that the 'other person' was him and that he had one more injury than you. "You know there will be another meeting today feel free to join" and after a while of thinking you finally let him know that you will join after you finish closing up. He got up from the barstool and walked to the table where a dark haired guy was seated. He looked really tired and was conversing with Tyler as he was pouring his tired friend another pint of beer. As you watched them you only felt more interested in what kind of person Tyler Durden is.

p.s if there are any mistakes im sorry

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please do part two!!

Im working on it right as we speak😼 thank you for your support 😽

The daughter e1

You have seen him around a few times at the bar. He always came in on saturday nights, and as Irvin shoed all the men out, you were left alone to close up. Some bypassing men found it strange that you were working in an pub where drunkards were at any corner. You also would have wanted a better job but as seeing that your father, the owner of the bar paid you higher just because you were his daughter, you were satisfied with the profit.

Every time that you heard screams and cheering coming from downstairs, you would only wish to close up faster as not to hear any more of the horrific screaming. One time you had finally collected the courage to venture downstairs to see what was happening there. As you descended , you tiptoed quetly as not to draw attention to yourself, however you caught one persons attention. His name was Tyler Durden, you have heard rumours about him. The rumours spread quickly in this bar so you have heard his name quite a few times.

You didin’t notice the piercing blue eyes following your stiff form. The men were focused on two men fighting. You mixed in with the crowd and watched, still unaware of his gaze. The fight in the middle ended as the man went limp on the floor covered in blood. As other men grabbed him by his elbows, they dragged him out of the circe. As you were waiting for the next fight to begin, you heard a vouce on your left. “Gentlemen, we have an unusual presence today, a new member!” The men went wild, chanting, ready to see fresh blood get spilled onto the concrete floors. You suddenly felt a hand grip your arm and drag you towards the centre. You were in shock and didn’t react. As you turned your head to the side you saw him. He noticed you staring and looked at you whilst smirking with a cigarette between his lips. “You’ll be fighting me. Don’t worry I won’t go too hard.” Tyler said as he noticed your tensed shoulders. “If you yell stop or go limp the fight will end” he said just as you were in the centre.

The men became confused as there weere no women but men in this club, so it was a strange sight to see. The cheering quieted down as Tyler threw his cigarette down to the ground. “Now since she is new, we’ll tell her the rules and then she will fight me” as the men chanted the rules you grew nauseous of the thought of fighting in only your bra. As you looked at Tyler to question wether you need to take your shirt off, he shook his head and you sighed in relief. You took your shoes off, and tied your hair into a bun. You have been in a few fight as school, but thats it. Your father always made you watch wrestling so you knew some moves. You have never fought a guy as tall as Tyler so you were nervous of the challenge. You stood in a beggining stance and waited for your opponent to make the first move. He nodded his head at you and threw a punch but you avoided it, surprising the men. You didin’t waste any time and attacked him back, throwing punch after punch until eventually you landed one right onto his cheekbone. His head turned sideways, as you waited for him to attack, but you didin’t let him and threw a hook.

The men cheered you on as you begame distracted, Tyler landed a punc on you cheek. The punch made your cheek throb and sting, so in a fit of rage you let go and started throwing punch after puch making Tyler back away until he suddenly yelled “Stop”. You stopped and the men clapped for you as their leader never backed down. You shook his hand and put your shoes back on. For the rest of the night you watched men fight, taking notes of how to improve your fighting skills and what not to do. As the men went their own ways for the night, you still had to close up. Almost everyone had left apart from Tyler. “Good fight today” he said, whilst smoking a cigarette near the door and as you put your head up, you were alone left with a cloud of fresh cigarette smoke.