Night Falls - Joshler fanfiction

Dear Friend

Josh's POV

I know Tyler has a lot of insecurities, but for me, as his best friend, I have the opportunity to talk with him about everything that's passing his mind. This stupid guy with his oblique sunglasses and his adorable laugh. He doesn't even know in which and in how many ways he has and still is affecting me.

Tyler is a guy you have to support. Sometimes he knows what he wants and then there are some days where he's insecure about everything that he does and then he looks over to me with this look that wants me to help him and that's what I do. I will help him no matter what comes, even if he doesn't want me to help, I will, and I will support him in any way that is possible for me to do.

He's this particular best friend that you never want to give away, not for any money or reason. You want him to stay with you, by your side, through everything. He is supportive, he can listen for hours even if he isn't interested, he tries to help where-ever he can and he's passionate with everything he does.

And I love him. I sure do.

We currently were in my small apartment somewhere in columbus and I was fast asleep as something shook me awake. I heard sniffing and soft mumbling as I recognized who it was.

"Tyler." I mumbled. "You okay?" I sat up carefully, slowly making out my surroundings in the dark. Tyler sat at the edge of my bed, head hanging low and shoulders shaking from the sobbing. "No.." He whispered, voice cracking slightly as he forced himself to look at me. I couldn't really make out how he looked, but I could imagine his eyes red and puffy.

"Hey, come here." I smiled sadly, pulling him into a soft hug. I felt his hands grabbing at my shirt and forming into fists along with his heart breaking sobbing as I realised that Tyler was in that state, because his thoughts came back. The bad ones. His insecurities and everything bad he'd ever done.

It's like lying in bed and the brain thinks about every embaressing and horrible memory it can find to make the night the worst place to be for Tyler. I always felt like I had to protect him through the nights, sitting by his side to make sure that he's okay.

"Can-can we...." Tyler started, but I cut him off with a nod. "Yeah, I'll just pull on pants and a hoodie, okay?" I asked and he nodded, still looking like a small figure that could break any second. It's hurting me everytime to see him like that.

It was a common thing we did when Tyler felt down. He would come over to me and I would put on clothes, grab the keys and drive him around town to make him feel secure and safe again.

I opened the passenger side of the car, letting him in while passing him a soft blanket in order to keep in warm. I sat down in my seat, making sure that Tyler wasn't having a total breakdown as I saw him looking out of the window, searching with his eyes for help.

I turned the keys and could hear the engine of the car quietly growl and see that Tyler calmed a bit. The sobbing grew quieter and his puffy eyes looked over at me. I smiled. I always did it. I wanted to make him feel that this - what was happening to him - was okay. Everyone has these times where everything goes to shit.

The city looked so completely abandoned and empty. It was beautiful. The dark combined with the colorful traffic lights made me completely nostalgic. It felt like my mom would drive me home after a party at friends or something. Maybe it was that what calmed Tyler so much.

He focused on the empty streets again, pulling the blanket tighter around his body and the hood of his sweater deeper in his face; looking like a child in a oversized sweater. I thought of a way to relax him as I noticed a song in the back of my head. So I started humming it.

It was one of our songs - House Of Gold. I quietly started to sing, even that I know for a fact that I can't sing, but Tyler never cared about that. He always laughed if I started to sing and that made me happy. His laugh is just so contagious, just like his smile.

I started with the first verse, looking over at Tyler, who was watching me now too. He was smiling sadly. The kind of smile where he wanted to be happy, but his thoughts just wouldn't let him. I continued to sing, focusing on the streets and the traffic lights again.

The song came to an end and Tyler looked like he was asleep. His head against the window of the car, eyes closed with his mouth slightly open. I had to smile to myself. He is always so adorable that it sometimes hurt to be around him.

I drove a couple of blocks further, until I stopped infront of the apartment again. I really didn't want to get out of the car, because I wanted Tyler to sleep, but I had to. "Hey, Ty, wake up, I don't want you to drop out of the car when I open the door." I chuckled and poked him 'till his eyes opened slightly.

I exited my side of the car, walking around it to open Tyler's side. I let him out and got greeted with a hug. He slung his blanket around us and pressed his face into my chest. "Thank you." He mumbled quietly, sounding like he was about to burst into tears again.

I kissed his head and pressed him tighter against me, feeling his steady heart beat and knowing that he was okay for this night. "You know I would do everything for you, Tyler." I whispered, sounding somehow sad myself. He looked up at me with his beautiful eyes and a half smile, before he kissed my cheeks carefully and grabbed my hand to lead me into the apartment again.

I know that I can't really help him, but I try my best to make it less worse for him.