polarize ~ tyler joseph fanfiction

Eight

I rub my forehead, trying to clear my mind of my wrist. It hurt so bad, which keeps causing me to whimper quietly. Everyone was asleep, but I still didn't want to make noise.

"You okay?" The oh-so-familiar voice asks.

"I'm fine..." I say quietly, though the truth shows right through my lie.

Footsteps shuffle around the bunks, and suddenly my curtain is open an inch.

"Will you come down?" He asks.
I shake my head, though he cant see me.

"Come on." He pleads, "I want to show you something." I eventually give in, taking his helping hand and sliding to the floorboards.

I follow him to another door that connects to the bunking area, and I can't help but wonder what's in there. We stand for a second before he presses the button to open it.

Light floods my eyes, and he quickly pulls me in and shuts the door to prevent waking anyone.

Finally when my gaze focus to the dim lighting, I look around the wide, beige room. Instruments of all sorts are scattered around.  A piano here, a drum set there. A ukulele here, a trumpet there.

I didn't even realize me and Tyler were still holding hands until he dropped mine. It kind of upset me, just the ghostly presence of what once held my hand lingering around.

"Is your wrist okay?" He asks, looking at my wrapped hand. "I heard you whimpering."

"It stings really bad." I admit.

"Look, I really am sorry. I-"

"Tyler, it's fine." I say shaking my head. "This doesn't necessarily mean I'm totally cool with you, but you can stop stressing over it." I tell him with a feeble smile.

He smiles widely back, and I prize that childish look on his face. "Can I play you a song?" He asks, gesturing to the room full of instruments.

"Sure."

As he treks over to the piano, I sit in an empty chair to listen to his music. He looks down at the keys, as if taking in everything it had to offer him. He strokes the first key, then the second, third and the rest on quickly. I smile at the familiar tune, closing my eyes.

"I do not know, why I would go, in front of you and hide my soul.
'Cause you're the only one who knows it. Yeah, you're the only one who knows it."

I smile at the two year old song lyrics, swaying to the beat.

"'Cause there's a screen on my chest. Yeah, there's a screen on my chest.
I'm standing in front of you.
I'm standing in front of you.
I'm trying to be so cool.
Everything together, trying to be so cool."

Once he finishes the song, I reopen my eyes to see Tyler staring at me. I blush lightly, and stand up. "Well, it's getting late." I tell him. He nods in agreement. "I'll see you tomorrow. Or technically today since it's like- never mind. you know what I mean." He smiles widely, causing me to also smile.

"See you." He tells me. I walk out of the room, closing the door behind me.

As I try to fall asleep, I hear the piano keys being touched lightly and the melody pumping through the speakers.

As I try to fall asleep, I see Tyler looking back at me, the crack of his lips and the sparkle in his eyes. I see every emotion ever played through the beauty of his face and the specks clouding his iris and the jagged points of his teeth. I remember everything so well I can't help but ask myself,
do I like Tyler Joseph?