I had slowly finished my cereal, I could barely think straight. I'd made friends. A lot of them too, that was so weird. I wasn't exactly lonely back in my old school, I had a secret boyfriend, we stuck up for each other and I loved him.
But good things don't last forever I guess, now I'm in England and he's in America and we agreed to forget about each other. But I'm just not like that, I'm clingy, I need people. I fucking hate it, yeah I know I fucking hate it.
Can't help who I am can I?
Tyler knowing about my tumblr freaked me out, he knew pretty much everything about me. Anxiety, sexuality, the lot.
I basically had given him the instruction pack of me, with out even knowing
"How To Dun, For Dummies"
I laughed slightly before shrugging it off, couldn't get worse huh? What could Tyler Joseph ever throw at me?
Probably a basket ball but besides the point
My phone lit up
Beebo: I shit u not there's a party next door I'm gunna d I e
Dal: I'm out can't come over
Pootrick: yeah no tysm
Jish: I could totally come over, my parents don't care
Beebo: Alright, *inserts adress*
Jish: On my way, bringing my bike so we can run over some peeps
Beebo: sounds good man
I'd texted my mom too say I was out-no my Mum. I was in Britain. I had to do British things
I sped over there quickly as possible, tank top and skinny jeans. I'd brought a bag full of snacks and some extra boxers to sleep in.
As arrived I realised something, holy shit Brendon was rich
Two huge mansions, one blaring music and one well, not blaring music. I stood outside for quite a prolonged time before a cold arm slipped around my shoulder. I didn't have time to pull away.
Chocolate brown eyes looked down on me and I gulped slightly
"Beautiful night, want a drink Joshuawa?"
Jesus fuck, that's vodka
"You're drunk Tyler" I was unbelievably nervous, my body seemed to be imploding as Tyler leant so close to me. Nah it wasn't Vodka, Vodka Rum
"And you're sober! You like my house? Parents are out in Vagas, left a lot of booze" He laughed letting out a large cheer before pressing his face close to mine once again. I think I'm going to faint
Ah, "has money flowing through the family", makes sense
"Listen, I'm sure you're having a great time but I gotta go. Okay?"
But before I could twist around he'd grabbed my arm and a medieval smirk was on his mouth. He was hot, but he had a girl friend. Oh god, Please no.
"You're not supposed to leave your first date without a kiss goodnight?"
"Tyler you have a-" but before I could object, before I could say anything, he'd pecked my cheek. Sure it wasn't much, but my cheeks where bright fucking red. Bright fucking red
"Bye Jishwawa"
I scooted into Brendon's quickly before screaming his name, he came flying down the spiral stairs. A shook my hands in an attempt to say anything, anything at all
But I couldn't pass the fact that the guy with the sun glasses had just kissed me.
I just, what?
"I saw, fuck man"
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We'd settled down in to a blanket and gossiped.
Brendon was really fucked up in the sexual way like holy shit
"So, you want Dallon as a husband but Ryan as a fuck buddy?"
"Yeah, basically. Ryan's hot and intimidating while Dallon is well, Dallon"
I shivered slightly before throwing another handful of popcorn into my mouth, eyeing the screen of the T.V. slightly
"And Jenna is Tyler's girlfriend?"
"Ex apparently"
I let out an Oh, that's kind of relieving
"I wanna hear more about America!"
I turned my body to face him and began aimlessly chatting away, honestly I could do this all night
WooOw the fluff
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