Falling Too {tyler joseph fic}

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Ari pov

I opened my eyes and glanced at the clock, groaning as I read 5:43. School had ended almost a month ago and for some reason my body still refused let me sleep in.

Knowing I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep, I rolled over and picked up my phone, glancing at the screen to see if I had missed anything while I was sleep but of course I hadn't- I really only had one good friend and we didn't text a lot.

I opened up Tumblr and began scrolling though my feed in an attempt to waste time before my parents left for work.

I never really got along with my parents much, all they talked to me about was school and how to 'prepare for my future' and 'not waste my life' so I just never talked to them or told them anything about what was going on in my life and tried to avoid them if possible.

Eventually I got sick of Tumblr and decided to watch Netflix until they left.

After four episodes of Friends my parents were finally gone and I dragged myself out of bed and hopped into the shower. After washing, getting dressed, and putting on light makeup, I walked into the kitchen and drank a glass of juice, opening up Facebook on my phone.

I generally never went on but every once and a wile I would check to see what everyone else from school was doing with their summer and feel miserable about myself for doing nothing with mine. This time however, I noticed I had received a new message which was strange because I don't think I had ever messaged anyone.

Tyler Joseph 9:32 am
Hey

That's weird, I don't think I've ever talked to this guy. Actually I'm not positive I know who he is. I clicked on his profile and scrolled through his pictures and was able to identify him from my writing class last semester.

Not really sure I even wanted to answer I closed the app and sat down on my couch, trying to stop my mind from over analysing the three letters Tyler sent me.

Does he like me?

Of course not.

Why else would he message me a month after school got out?

It's a joke. No one likes you.

That must be it. I never talked to him-- there was no way he would like me.

No matter how many times I repeated that to myself, I was still wondering what he wanted and before I knew what I was doing I reached for my phone

Arianna Risener 11:17 am
Hi