The Boy Sitting Next To Me/TylerJoseph

7. (filler)

(A/N- At the end of every chapter, I'm going to start putting an emoji. It will mean "comment here what you want to happen next". Also, I apologize about having something bad in nearly every chapter, but that's life.)

Have you ever been in a situation where it feels like you're going up a rollercoaster, then out of nowhere, it plummets? That's how I felt. Tyler laid silently in the ambulance the entire way. Josh and I both shared a shaky glance when we arrived at the hospital. "It's okay," I reassured Josh, "it could be nothing." Josh shook his head. "People don't just collapse from nothing."

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"Raven, Josh! Where have you been the last six hours?" Amber jumped up out of her seat. She immediately threw her arms around Josh.

"At the hospital with Tyler. Turns out he had an anxiety attack." I shrugged and threw my bag on the ground. I didn't care at this point how my day would go. Tyler was at home and I was here.

"Why did you take so long?" Jordan placed his hand on my shoulder as I sat next to him. I ran my fingers through my hair, letting out a deep sigh. "Tyler didn't want to be alone. He wanted us to stay. But then his mother texted mine, so I had to come to school. He was sobbing by the time we left. I think his mom drove him home."

Monti leaned back on his chair, slightly scowling at the mention of Tyler. "You really seem to care for him. Sometimes, more than us." I looked at the floor. Don't let his words get to you.

"He cares about me. It's a little thing called trust." I looked away. The sound of sneakers squeaking in the next room drew me in. There were tall boys playing basketball, sweat dripping from their eyebrows.

I sat against the wall and sighed. "Tyler would have loved to have been here today." I said to myself. Tyler was great at basketball; I lacked skills in the sport however. I would only be taking my first step on to the court and Tyler would have already made a basket. My gauges were also a problem. I was always so frightened that Tyler would accidentally hook my gauges with his finger and rip my ear.

The bell let out a shrill ring and I stood, going back into the previous room and grabbing my stuff. I moped through the hallways, shuffling slowly by James Gibbson.

"Hey Bird, you okay? You don't usually seem this down." He pulled the straps on his backpack. I was shocked at his calm tone. The bulky teen normally kept to himself if he wasn't out smoking the night away. I shrugged and brushed a strand of hair out of my face. "Remember Tyler, the kid I made the delivery with? Well, I was at his house this morning and he had an anxiety attack. I'm just concerned is all."

James nodded slightly, looking toward the ground as we reached chemistry. "Look, I know I'm supposed to be a big tough guy and all, but it doesn't mean I don't care. You need anything, just call me. Okay, Loren?" I smiled and opened the door to class.

I took my seat, gently placing my backpack beside me. I turned to the table, folding my hands in my knees. "Loren, you're back!" A pair of arms wrapped around my shoulders. Bright pink and black hair fell to my knees.

"Hey Melanie. Glad to see that you're still here." I smiled. She smiled back, revealing the gap in her teeth. I'm not gonna lie, it suited her. She was made fun of for it, but she was beautiful.

"I heard about Tyler from Josh. On the bright side, he's probably at home, thinking about you." Melanie formed a kissy face and placed her hands delicately under her chin.

"Haha, very funny. Tyler and I haven't kissed or anything."
"Really? You are really cute together."

I blushed. "Let's just get class started."

The thought bounce around in my head. I heard Tyler say he loved me, but I didn't think of it like that.

Did I.......love him?

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🌟 (emoji I was talking about.)