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I was snapped out of my thoughts, the teacher tapping on my desk with her long fingernails.

"Huh? What?" I asked. Looking up at her.

"Do you have your senior speech done?" The teacher asked. Most likely for the second time. I nodded, getting my laptop out and going to the document, showing it to her. She nodded, patting me on the back and going to the next student. Tyler looked at me from a few rows over, a smirk on his lips. I had stayed up until three last night writing it. It was a long speech to say the least. And i'd have to say it to the whole student body tomorrow. Without messing up. I had done it way last minute, since I was supposed to have it written, completed, and printed by last week. The teacher excused me though, since I was out of school for a week. The bell rang, signifying that it was time to go home, everyone in the room letting out a long sigh. I got up, going out the door and speed-walking straight to my locker, getting my stuff. I had been a wreck. On the verge of crying most of the day. I felt an arm being wrapped around my waist and figured it was Tyler. I looked over, smiling at him even though my chest felt like it was going to explode. He smiled back weakly, leading me out to his car without a word. I got in the front seat, leaning against the door and looking at the passing trees, tears in my eyes. Tyler's hand came over, taking my hand in his. I wiped my face, looking over at him.

"Babe, please don't cry," he said, squeezing my hand gently. I shook my head, wiping my face again and looking over at him, kissing his cheek.

"I'm sorry. It just scares me that i'm losing you in a day. A day, Tyler," I said, squeezing his hand back. I wish he didn't have to leave. I wanted him to stay here, or go with him. But i'd just hold him back. And I don't want that.

Walking down the hall of the apartment, hand in hand. I loved being with him, around him. I felt right with him. And all realization i've come to is going to be ripped away from me when he leaves. And that tears me apart. Like a slamming glass door right in the face. Shards of glass coming at me, and that is what this feels like. My phone suddenly rang as I opened the door of the apartment. I furrowed my brow, answering it and pinning it between my cheek and shoulder.

"Hello?" I answered, dropping my bag on to the sofa and sitting down.

"Yes, my name is Julia Rivers. May I speak with Quinn Bordon?" The lady spoke sternly.

"Speaking," I said back.

"Alright, I was calling to inform you that you qualify for a scholarship for Ohio State University, are you interested?" The lady asked. A breath caught in my throat and I looked over at Tyler, who had obviously heard the whole thing, his eyes wide. I raised my shoulders, looking to Tyler for an answer.

"Take it!" He whisper-screamed.

"Umm," I hummed into the phone. "I am going to have to turn down your offer," I said. Tyler stood up, giving me a crazed look.

"Okay, if you change your mind, please call at this number, alright?" She asked.

"Alright, thank you," I said back before hanging up the phone and turning to Tyler.

"Why did you turn it down?" He asked frantically.

"Because i'm going to an arts college!" I said back, turning and walking towards the kitchen. He continued to babble on about it, I just shook my head along to it. I was beyond stressed today, and just a mess overall. I turned around, sitting on the counter as he stood in front of me. We just looked at each other. His talking had stopped. I suddenly wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in, kissing him feverishly. He kissed back. I put my forehead to his, closing my exhausted eyes.

"You know you can come with me," he whispered. But a whisper was enough to hear perfectly well.

"I can't do that to you," I shook my head at him. "But i'm going to miss you so fucking much."

"I'm going to miss you, too, Quinn," he said back, hugging me tightly. I brought my head up, studying his facial features. The ones i'll remember forever. And i'll miss forever, too.

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this is so late, i'm so sorry! i hope you like this chapter. my laptop for some reason won't connect to my friend's internet, so i kinda couldn't update till i got home an hour ago. two more chapters till the end...then the sequel. have a great day guys, stay alive |-/

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