"She what?!"
Josh sighed in exasperation for almost the twentieth time, and rolled his eyes at hi best friend. "She kissed me, Ty. I've repeated that for like half an hour now, and you keep having the same reaction."
Heat rose to Tyler's face, but he just shrugged. "I mean—why? Like...You have no interest in her, right?" Tyler asked, a bit worried and nervous, but he hoped it wasn't noticeable. (Pfft.) Josh shook his head. "No. Not at all. I'm not into her that way." His best friend sighed in relief, sitting next to him on the couch.
They sat there in a somewhat-awkward silence, both of them avoiding looking at each other. It's honestly painful watching them when they're this way. They obviously like each other, but they were both equally scared to tell each other and had their heads so far up their asses that they couldn't tell the other had feelings for them. Utterly painful.
"Why were you so worried about that, though? Me having feelings for Ashley, I mean," Josh asked, breaking the painful silence. Tyler swallowed hard, and stayed silent, looking for a response to his question.
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We Don't Believe ✧ joshler [ON HOLD]
Fanfic❝ We don't believe what's on TV, because it's what we want to see. ❞ Tyler Joseph never thought his life would end up like this. But thanks to a special drummer-boy, who could possibly dye his hair every shade of color in existence and not go bald...