octahate || joshler

chapter four

::josh::

the neighbor kid is having a show tonight, let's see how this goes.

i threw on a plain black jacket with a random shirt i found. guess that's fancy enough?

i wanted to get a head start down there so i drove the 20 minutes down to the venue and stood in line.

it was filled with a bunch of people around my age, i didn't think he was this famous.

i waited patiently, lingering in the back of the venue until he finally came on.

i have this backstage thing but i'd prefer to stay back here, not get all in there just yet since tyler would probably snap at me.

he stood up there with two other band members but i was mainly focused on how tyler operated on stage compared to how he truly is.

his lyrics just hit me and how much emotion that he put into what he was singing.

i admire him a little bit. maybe it's not that bad with him moving in next door.

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the show came to a close and i just skated my way through the crowd to get to the backdoor.

i finally found tyler just sitting in a fenced off, tiny area outside the venue.

i quietly approached him and whispered "you performed a great show."

tyler looked up "hi josh."

he patted the ground next to him "sit with me. i want to talk."

my heart began racing slightly, he looked good under the blue tinted streetlights.

i just sat down next to him and started off "alright i know you hate me bu-"

"josh, stop that. i don't hate you, i just don't know you yet. i want to know you."

"well how about we just become friends?"

"sounds like a plan to me."

i held my hand out "friends?"

"we're friends now" as he shook my hand.

i'm officially friends with my crush.

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::tyler::

the show is finally over, i've never felt that stressed out before.

i found the closest area that i could have to myself that could be a tiny getaway for me to just let my feelings out.

i sat there, peacefully and quietly for about 10 minutes until i heard the door open.

i saw that red head come out here. he told me i put on a good show.

he isn't that bad of a person after talking to him out here.

i guess you can't make true friendships by your parents shoving you around everywhere.

maybe we will have a happy friendship in the future. i said maybe.