'don't give a fuck' attitude. / tyler joseph | ✓

ten.

"For god's sake, Quinn, wake up," Tyler snapped, shaking me back and forth. I opened my eyes, stretching. Resulting in me banging my fist against the wall.

"Shit!" I shrieked, sitting up and looking up at Tyler who was standing over me with a smug smirk on his face. "What asshat?"

"Get up! Get ready!" He hurried, grabbing my arm and pulling me up, making me crash into his chest and make a loud, umph! He was being way to eager for something I didn't even know was happening.

"Wait, why?" I asked, furrowing my brow and tilting my head. Tyler stayed silent, not answering my question. He still continued to hurry me. I looked at my phone, it read, 4:37. It was a reasonable time in the afternoon I guess, I didn't see Josh anywhere, and it actually kind of relieved me. I put on some tight black skinny jeans and a loose fitting top, grabbing a beanie from the top of Tyler's closet and pulling it on. I slipped on some Converse and standing up again, pieces of the wavy mess I call my hair hanging in my my face.

"Alright, ready?" Tyler asked. He was clearly excited and I really wanted to know why. I nodded, grabbing my phone and shoving it in my back pocket as Tyler grabbed my hand and led me down the stairs to the front door. No one was in the house and I had a sick feeling in my stomach because of it. I got into the passenger side of the door and saw Josh get in the back, slamming the door behind him.

"Okay, seriously, what the fuck is going on?" I questioned, turning to Tyler, probably looking desperate and scared. Because to be honest, I was scared.

"We're going somewhere, calm down," he said, wiggling his eyebrows. I crossed my arms over my chest and let him drive.

We eventually came to a stop in front of a building, i'd seen it before, and it wasn't a good thing. It made me really uneasy. I got out of the car and shut the door. Josh and Tyler grabbing a huge cooler from the trunk of the car. They opened the door and Tyler pulled me along with my spare hand, it was a huge building, and that thought only worsened my butterflies. We eventually got up to the roof both the boys sat down the cooler and pulled out some pop. Josh handed me one, smiling at me. I went to the edge of the building, looking over the edge and swallowing a lump that had formed in my throat. I sat down carefully, hanging my feet over the edge as memories come flooding back into my head from over the past few years. The years things have been really rough. Sitting on top of this building, contemplating on jumping and just ending it. A tear rolled down my cheek, one I didn't know was coming. A hand came up to my face, wiping it off, and when I looked up, expecting to see Tyler, Josh was there instead. I blushed, looking down at my lap again.

"You okay?" Josh asked, sitting next to me.

"Yeah, it's-I just don't have good memories here," I said, shrugging it off.

"It might be personal, but, mind telling me about it?" Josh asked. He seemed like a really cool guy, and I kind of felt bad for avoiding him earlier. I looked over at him and looked for something in his eyes. I wasn't sure what, but I found it.

"I used to be suicidal, well..." I trailed off, gaining composure and swallowing the lump in my throat that had formed. "I kind of still am, it just isn't as bad."

Josh nodded along, giving me a comforting look. He wrapped his arm around me, hugging me into his side.

"I know you'll get through it," Josh said quietly, smiling at me widely. I turned to him, hugging him back.

"Thank you," I mumbled, pulling back from the hug and taking a sip from my pop. I kept looking down from the building, seeing lights from different things, road signs so far down on the ground. I laid my head on Josh's shoulder, the drowsiness was weighing me down when I was trying to shake it off and have an enjoyable time here with Tyler and Josh. Josh just sat there, looking over the edge with me like we were stuck in a moment together. It was really nice also, the warm air rushing against my shoulders. I couldn't help but to smile, even with the harsh memories that this building brings back. I just loved being with Tyler. And Josh now being one of them. Josh just seemed like a cuddly figure that you could just hug and feel comforted just from that. I'd be happy to just sit and talk with these two for house on end. Maybe that is why these two brought me up here.

"Hey," Tyler spoke up, sitting on the opposite side of me.

"Hi," I spoke back, giving him a weak smile.

"You like it up here?" Tyler asked, looked down at the street, watching a bunch of people just walk by.

"I mean, the memories weigh it down, but yeah, it's pretty and calm," I said, shrugging and stretching my arms out in front of me.

"Memories?" Tyler asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, this building is where I used to come when everything was really rough. I would come and sit right here, and try to convince myself, or just thinking about jumping of the edge and...ending it," I looked down at my lap, shrugging and looking over at him for a split second. He leaned over, kissing my temple and wrapping his arms around my sides, keeping his head in the crook of my neck. He put small, silent kisses on my neck, making shivers run down my spine and my stomach to grow hot.

"I'm sorry to hear," he whispered in my ear, his breath warm and soothing. And with those words, he stopped kissing me, putting his head on my shoulder and just sitting there. God, I wanted more. I couldn't express how much I would want Tyler to keep going. But, then again, I wouldn't, because Josh was sitting right next to me, and I don't even know if he found out he was doing it a second ago. But, boy, this boy was making me want him more every day.

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