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

sixteen.

"Tyler is in the garage," Josh said as we pulled in his driveway. I looked around, his house was nice. A big porch, nice everything. I got out, grabbing my bag. I followed him into the garage, closing the heavy steel door behind me.

"Alright, ready to st-"

His words stopped once he saw me, his facial expression changing suddenly. He just stood there with no words, just eyeing me.

"Hey," I said, ducking my head down. He cleared his throat.

"Hi."

I avoided eye contact, sitting on the couch that was in there. I pulled my laptop out of my bag, something Tyler packed to keep me busy. I typed in the password and got on Google. Typing in 'available apartments in Columbus, OH'. I bit my lip as my eyes began to water. Damn, Quinn, don't cry. I told myself. I clicked on a link. A studio apartment. Two-hundred dollars a month. I could easily do that. I opened the pictures. Mostly white and black layout. I could check it out Wednesday it said. I clicked on the schedule tab. Scheduling to see it Wednesday. I looked up at the boys. Meeting Tyler's gaze as he adjusted the microphone.

"Alright, Oh Ms Believer, Josh," he told him, breaking our gaze and looking at Josh. Josh nodded from behind the drums. Drums? I didn't know he could play drums. They started playing. Tyler's voice was beautiful. I loved it. I closed my laptop, looking up at them. The lyrics were meaningful, to me. Or maybe about me? They sounded like it.

When they were done with a few songs, I nearly had tears streaming down my face. God, they had a huge chance of being signed. That scared me so much. Before I knew it, there were tears running down my face. I wiped the tears, getting up and opening the door, walking outside and leaning against the garage door. I let my head fall back. I heard footsteps on the concrete, Tyler. He sat down next to me.

"How long were you planning on keeping this from me," I asked quietly. A lump forming in my throat.

"I don't know," he said quietly.

"I can't lose you," I whispered, my voice cracking.

"I can't lose you either," he whispered back. A tear slipped down his face.

I couldn't. I hated feeling this way. But, I couldn't hide it. Why were things this way. Why was love even a thing. I hated it, but either way, it had to happen. I reached over, grasping his hand in mine.

"We graduate in two weeks."

With his words, the realization hit me. The really scary realization. I would be out on my own. In two weeks. Maybe it was time to fill some of the college applications sent to me. A tear slipped down my cheek. The realization of it all was overwhelming. It was hard to think about life. I have enough problems as is. I couldn't imagine going through that while being on my own. No parents to look after me. Even if I was already used to it, it still scared me thinking about it in context. The real world. It was so scary. With no one by my side. Sarah and I always thought about moving in together in middle school; but she was way out of the picture now. I don't think we will be friends again. Not after our fight. I didn't want to live with her or be friends with her anyways. It's funny how many things can change when you encounter someone. Especially your first, and possibly only love.

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This chapter is dramatic as fuck. I'm sorry. Hope you like it anyway. More coming soon. Something is gonna happen...