power to the local dreamer

f i f t e e n

tyler's pov:

i was in the cafeteria with mark, pretty much my only friend, when josh walked in. he looked pissed. it had been a week and a half of ignoring his attempts to talk to me, and it sucked! anyway, he stormed in, and immediately sat down at our table.

mark spoke 'what do you want?'

'i need to talk to tyler.' oh god.

i stayed silent.

'tyler!' josh.

'go away.'

'tyler, why won't you talk to me? why are you ignoring me? i want to know you!'

'go away josh!'

i left. he followed. i started to run, my aim was to get to the forest. the thing was, i was badly out of shape, and josh was made of muscle, super aerodynamic. he was gaining. we'd made it out of the school, and we were nearly at my forest.

'tyler! what the fuck is going on?'

'leave me alone!' i was yelling.

'no, tyler, you need to tell me. why? why are you like this?'

'you wanna know? fine! you won't believe me!'

'tell me! for fucks sake tyler,  just tell me why!'

'maybe it's because i dreamt you up two months ago and i went back to school and there you were! the fucking boy of my dreams, who is probably straight and would never want me anyway. maybe it's because when you talk to me, i get this feeling in my stomach like i'm going to explode. maybe it's because it physically hurts to look at you, and your fucking eyes! josh, your eyes make me want to die. maybe that's why!' i was crying, he looked taken aback. oh god, what did i do?

and then, as this was my solution to everything josh related, i ran.

well, until josh grabbed my arm. and kissed me. hard.

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a/n

😏

-nicola