twenty one pilots imagines (part two)

basketball game (tyler)

pairing: tyler joseph x reader
word count: 1452
tw: some angst, mentions of injury, language

okay, to say that i was nervous was an understatement.

i should've known the moment i made it on the cheer team at my new school that we'd have to go against his team and have to see him again. that was my biggest worry. somehow i convinced myself that it wouldn't work like that and we wouldn't have to cheer at the game if we had to go against his school.

but, of course, i had no luck whatsoever. when my coach told us we were going against worthington high i knew exactly what that meant. i would see tyler again. whether i liked it or not.

i thought to myself, maybe he wasn't on the team anymore. i was doubtful. his dad was the coach. and tyler was team captain.

i then thought to myself, maybe i wouldn't run into him. but that was also doubtful. it was planned that we would do a routine during halftime and i was literally a flyer. if he wasn't around during that time then someone would be. and they'd for sure tell him.

it wouldn't be like this if tyler and i never broke up. but we had a huge fight. i couldn't even remember what it was about. but before we could make up, my mom was putting me back in public high school because she couldn't afford worthington christian high anymore.

BUT OF COURSE PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOLS WOULD STILL GO AGAINST CHRISTIAN HIGH SCHOOLS.

my luck. i hated it.

"are you okay, y/n? you look like you're panicking." my friend, haley, asked me.

"y-yeah. just worried about the routine. what if i don't hit that stunt?" i half-lied. i was a little worried about the stunt. but mostly just seeing tyler.

"we've been practicing for months. i'm sure you'll be okay. but are you sure something else isn't bothering you?" haley asked me.

"well, uh, there's a boy on the other team.."

"oh God. let me guess, he's an ex?"

"yeah. you guessed it."

"don't worry about him. try not to pay any attention to him. okay?"

easier said than done, but okay.

"yeah, i'll be fine." i lied.

"come on girls! halftime is in 5!" our coach called out. haley and i grabbed our poms.

"ready?" she asked me. i scoffed.

"nope." i replied.

"you'll be fine! we're gonna crush this!"

we met up with the rest of our team and followed them down to the gym. my stomach was in seven thousand knots and i felt like i was going to throw up. i was so nervous. about seeing him. about messing up.

the mats were set up for us and we took our places. i looked around and tyler was not in sight. yet.

the routine started and i tried to pay attention to what i was doing. but unfortunately i kept getting slightly distracted because i was looking for him.

but then i made a huge mistake. i was supposed to do a front roll in the air but that's when i saw him on the bleachers. he noticed me. he was looking right at me.

instead of rolling, i messed up and threw off the bases that were holding me up. i ended up tumbling to the ground and landing on my ankle.

all because i was focused on him.

tyler's pov

it was halftime and i decided to watch the other teams cheerleaders. i figured why not. my family couldn't make it to the game that night so i had nothing better to do.