HeavyDirtySoul | Tyler Joseph |

Seven

Andrea

We laid their in silence, clutching onto each others hands as if our lives depended on it. I'm pretty he was waiting for me to say something cause he was the last one to speak.

By now he was laying next to me. We both stared at the ceiling though, avoiding making eye contact. His hand rested firmly in mine, and he rubbed his thumb around on my hand in a soft circles. It's very soothing and surprisingly helped me calm down quite a bit.

"After second period I was at my locker putting my binders away." I begin, not daring to move my eyes from the stipple ceiling.

"Some random girl I don't even fucking know came up to me. She starts yelling at me about you. Called me a bitch and a whore . I didn't understand what I did wrong.." I sigh, taking in a shaky breath. The tears, to no surprise, have return. They rolls down my cheeks at a medium pace.

"I couldn't face you or Josh. I knew if I did I would have broken down right there." I release his hand and in one swift motion I grab onto his torso like a koala. I bury my face in the crook of his neck/shoulder region. My arm rests across his stomach and clutching onto him as I sob into him. He simply holds me, rubbing my back slowly.

A long silence follows once again. I was just waiting for him to say something, anything. I'm scared of his reaction to be quite honest.

I can feel that he shook his head above me. Oh no.

"Fucking Amanda." I've never actually heard him swear before. "Andrea." I can't look up at him. I don't want to cry anymore.

"Please look at me." He pleads. I shake my head. He just sighs when I don't oblige.

"That's Amanda, My ex. I broke with up with her shortly after we became friends." He says quietly sounding almost afraid of saying the wrong thing.

"Why did you do that?" I ask back. Just as quiet.

"I wasn't into her anymore. It didn't feel right. I ended it and I guess she didn't take it well. I have no idea how she knows we're friends either. I didn't mention you." He replies, resting his chin the top of my head. I feel it move every time he speaks.

"I'm sorry she did that to you Andrea. You don't deserve that at the slightest." I burry my head further into his chest and he hugs me tighter. What the hell even are we? We can hold each other forever. But yet we haven't done a thing about that. Tyler has throw me into a huge swirl of confusion.

"It just kinda ruined my day. I didn't want to bring a bad vibe to you and Josh."

"We could have cheered you up, I think we'd be pretty damn good at it." He lets out a light chuckle afterwards.

I sigh into his chest and relax my tense muscles, they were bring from how stiff I had been most of the day.

I don't know when, but I ended up drifting off to sleep, and I'm pretty sure Tyler did too. Because later that day, we were both woken up by a loud banging at my door. I sit up straight and detach myself from Tyler who was my main source of heat pretty much.

"Andrea! Are you alright?" It was the sound of my step mom, Laurie. She wouldn't mind if I had Tyler in my room, unless you know knew we were having sex or close to it. But what we were doing is completely innocent.

He shuffles away from in. For my case and Tyler, we both grab our phones so we look occupied. "Yeah! I'm hanging out with Tyler." I say back.

"Is it safe to come in?" She asks, I blush at her comment and glance over at Tyler who's blushing as well. Way to make me feel awkward...

"Yes." I say, slightly annoyed, slightly joking. He twists the knob and opens up the door. She looks at us as we sit there practically laying down on our phones, a good enough distance away from each other. Other than our flushed faces everything looks innocent.

"Hello Tyler." She says kindly. "How are you doing?".

"Really good! How about you Miss. Paul?" He asks. She did take my fter last name when married.

Then she said the typical "oh Tyler, call me Laurie. And i'm doing good. Work is tiring though." She says then smiles over at me. "How are you honey?"

"I'm alright." I smile. She gives me a look of concern. It quickly flashes over her eyes until she realizes what she came in here for.

"Dinner is ready, Tyler will you be staying?"

"Uh- if that's alright?"

"It's wonderful, I made extra anyways." She smiles and exits the room quickly.

I let out a sigh and face Tyler, giving him a small smile before we both get up and go eat dinner.

..

A couple hours after dinner is when Tyler decided to go home. My step mom and my father kept offering him rides but he refused because he didn't live too far away, he said he was alright with walking. He said it was a nice night out when really it was below freezing and he didnt want to be a problem. I stoof at the foyer wih him and hugged him tight.

"Thank you." I whisper.

"I'll alwas be here." He says back and with that he makes his way down my driveway to go home.

I shut the door and bound down the hall to my room. I reach under my bed and grab my journal. It was a diary I guess you could say but the name diary is lame and something a 12 year old girl would calls hers. I stick with the name journal.

I grabbed my black ball end pen and begin scribbling down my day and what happened and mostly about Tyler. The boy who had brightened my mood in the span of a few minutes.

I felt this overwhelming feeling for this boy but I couldn't possibly pin the feeling it was. It made me feel slightly uneasy but also so damn great at the same time. I was feeling a whirlwind of emotions for the quirky, awkward Tyler Joesph.