Shaking Shoulders // Joshler

Eleven

Josh's POV

I have been sitting downstairs in regret for the past few days. Banging on my drums is the only thing that makes me feel half decent. It's official, I hate myself. I hated the fact I made Tyler, the most gorgeous human being to roam the planet, cry. I've had all of my friends scold me for what I did to him and I can't blame them, I did the unthinkable. Tonight I was going to apologize to him and maybe have things go back to the way they were and I have a great idea how to. I need to win my Ty back before the end of summer.

Tyler's POV

The burn of my throat and cloud of thoughts became too comfortable to me last night. I looked in the liquor cabinet around 3 in the morning in search of any alcohol. It was ironic to see my dad never discarded the fowl liquid that ended his marriage. At least it got use. The bottles that haunted my childhood were my gateway to clear the thoughts of him. I woke up on the roof with my brother shaking my shoulders.

That was the second night without him. The past few days have been hell. I haven't slept and I ate once because if I didn't my brother would have yelled at me more. When I woke up to his worried face and a heavy migraine the other night I decided drinking wasn't the best idea. I haven't been alone since he broke my heart. My brother is too worried I'll hurt myself or get drunk and the guys won't stop coming over. Pete lives a few houses down so he's practically here all day. I haven't spoke; I just stare at the walls confused. I try to make sense of the thoughts inside my head but I can't they're all so loud sometimes they're louder then the people trying to talk to me. I think I've gone mad; everytime Brendon talks his forehead grows and I only hear mumbles and it makes me wanna burst out laughing but I can't. It's as if I couldn't move on my own, as if I couldn't control myself.

The old me would try to harm myself but I don't think I have the energy to even get up. Currently Brendon, Patrick, Pete, Dallon, and Mark were here trying their best to cheer me up. I felt bad; I tried to smile for them but I didn't have control over myself. They even played the Taco Bell Saga song we made with hope in their eyes. I didn't smile but I looked over at them and then looked back down. Eventually they gave up and left me alone. Being alone was short lived when my dad came in about five minutes after they left.

"Hey Tyler." He said as he sat where I was staring. He sighed obnoxiously.

"Okay Tyler you have to listen to me please say something, anything, just so I know you understand me." I shifted my gaze to my fingers on my chest.

"Okay." I said it so quietly I thought he would not have heard me say it. I just wanted him to leave.

"Okay thank you. Keep in mind I have never asked you for anything in life Tyler. Ever. I need you to do this for me please. I need you to sleep and get over this. That nice boy Pete told me what happened and I understand where Josh went wrong but he knew he did wrong and came right after you. Now I'm not saying the boy who hurt my son should be forgiven but maybe a second chance because Tyler, no one has made you that happy ever before. I just want my little boy happy. Just stay alive for me and I'll be happy." He coughed, patted my shoulder, and left my room. His name coming from my dads lips made me cringe.

I had no response to him but I did what he said and went to sleep.

I woke up later and in my room to see Brendon and Pete. They pull me out of bed and hand me a taco calling it my 'fuel' for the night. I grinned and happily ate the taco in seconds. Brendon changed me into a nice long sleeve black shirt.

"I'm sorry but I'm not changing your pants for you Tyler." Pete laughed. I shooed them out and put on my black skinny jeans. They must be taking me out somewhere, hopefully a movie I could go for some fictional characters drama over mine. They walk back in and pull me out the room. Pete shoves me in the back of Brendon's car and climbs in the front. They drive for a minute or two and then slow down at the hill I know all too well and my eyes widen in fear. As soon as the car stops I open the door and try to run away but Pete grabs me before I made it a foot.

"No please I can't." I say trying to escape his grasp.

"Tyler. Look at me." I stop squirming in his hold and groan.

"You need this."

I sigh and realize he's right. I let them walk me up the hill only because I can't run away. We walk up the second hill and I begin to get nervous. Once we get up this hill Josh will be there and I start to get shivers with the night air. Then Pete and Brendon hug me midway and leave me. They thought I needed to talk to him alone and I took a deep breath and continued up the hill.

My final steps revealed a beautiful scenery. Before my eyes Josh stood wearing a suit making him look odd since I have never seen him so formal. He decorated our spot with a bunch of candles and a small table with two chairs along with more candles. He reaches out his hand for me to take it. I look back at the guys before I do a small smile at Josh and gracefully take his hand. It's been so long since I've made contact with his skin. He sits me down at the table and in the middle is a vase with a small arrangement of flowers. He picks up a Taco Bell dinner box and sets two packages of soft tacos in front of me. So much for being fancy. My mouth still watered despite me eating one before I came against my will.

"I knew you wouldn't want any other food." He laughs. I smile slightly in response not feeling the need to talk.

Trying to break the awkward silence Josh spoke "Alright, Tyler where do I begin? I knew wh-" I shushed him. "I believe in second chances Josh. I knew you were intoxicated but it's not the best excuse. You're lucky I love you so damn much." I shake my head.

"You're like accepting my apology?" he looked confused and I looked down smiling.

"Yes Josh I am, don't act so surprised. Especially with this cute get up with candles and shit. Like c'mon, it was basically a movie when you reached out your arm for me to take." I say rolling my eyes.

He laughs and scratches the back of his neck.

"Do you still love me?" His smile disappears and his eyes meet mine.

"As if I could ever stop Joshy." I make him blush.

Of course we remained a tad distant the whole night but I let him kiss my forehead and I fell asleep in his arms at my dad's house. I'm glad me and Josh  made up fast I don't know how it would have been if he was away from me any longer.

a/n; :D