school bus graveyard (short stories)

home is where the heart is. (beer)

havent done these too in a while and a tylers house being cleaned fic was requested by @Namtab6 sooooo yeah. 

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beer = ben x tyler btw if ny of yall are a bit confused

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tyler's POV:

It was hard. My homelife to say the least; I'm not the best at masking my emotions but I think I do a pretty decent job when it comes to hiding my emotions about where I live. I love my sister and my mother but Taylor's oblivious to what I do to keep the house running and my mom barely even remembers us some mornings. 

So you can imagine my happiness when I came home to a house with no groceries, mess everywhere, my mum having another tantrum and Taylor taking up her plans with Ashlyn and leaving me with this stress. 

I was going crazy. 

I started small and began to change from baseball practice, while packing all the dirty clothes in the laundry basket, I put my mom in bed, took her dirty clothing, cleaned me and Tay's room and vacuumed the entire upstairs. I just had downstairs left. Easy right?

Except I was tired of of my fucking mind. 

Cleaning after baseball with no food inside you isn't the "smartest" idea. Not to mention everyone was spam texting me and Ben started to get worried so now he was spam calling me. I felt like passing the fuck out. 

I slumped down on the kitchen counter and hid my face in my thighs, rubbing the back of my neck, tracing my spine, up and down slowly. It usually helped me concentrate. Nobody told me it would make me fall asleep this time? I felt dazed, then I knew what was coming so I accepted it. I knocked out. 

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tyler's POV:

Where the flip am I?

'helloo?' I groggily called out, 'who's here?' 

I was in my house, everywhere looked cleaner than I had left it when I had fallen asleep which just made me believe I was sloppy with the cleaning process. I propped myself up on my elbows and looked around my room, groaning. I could see 3 figures, one at the edge of my bed strumming the guitar, and two talking at my door frame. 

'The princess awakens.' A voice mocked. 

I know that voice. Aiden. Ew. Why did I have to hear him first thing I wake up? 

Aiden continues, 'You died and went to heaven. Me, Logan and Ben are your angels. I'm the best one obvi.' 

Ben croaked, 'Stop Aiden. Go, you too Logan.' 

Logan shrugged and pulled Aiden out of the room, as he laughed. I sniffled and looked to Ben, he was tuning my guitar and I already established I was wearing his shirt. I moved closer to him and he grabbed my torso, pulling me closer and putting his head in my hair.

He kissed the top of my head and smiled at me. i held him hand and smiled back. 

'What smells like food?' I asked

'Food.' He deadpanned. 

'Ha-ha very funny.' I shot-back, 'No but actually I'm so hungry, what is it?' 

He coughed a bit, 'Well it's soup, we bought groceries before we came over and cleaned your house, while you got the sleep you deserved.'

'Aww.' I cooed, 'Allat? For me?' 

He shyly giggled, 'Mhm.' 

I kissed his cheek and hugged him again, but then backed off and shot up. I held out my hand to him, 'Well c'mon let's eat!' 

He took my hand and we walked downstairs where Aiden was about to eat anyway and Logan was attempting to stop him. 

I sat next to Ben and took his  hand. 

I loved him.

I loved my friends. 

They were my home. 

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see how i hinted that taylor and ashlyn were together? wonder  if thats a hint for the next chapter...hmmmm idkkkkk

i drank a cup of coffee to finish this so bear with me

cya friday?

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also next week i may post whenever the wind tells me too (like almosteveryday maybbeeeee) cause im on a lil break form school nextweek 

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cyya friday

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