iMessage || Trohley

:Thirty-Seven:

   Joey💕: I konw iits three a m bt I jsu wnated to tel l yu how mmcuxh yo um ean to me

   Joey💕: ym hadns r raelly shakeyy rn im sorrry

   Joey💕: I konw i m nto m y besset rn bu t im tryi ng

   Joey💕: yui mkae me fel impromtant

   Joey💕: I lik e it wehn yuo holld m e in ur armms

   Joey💕: yooeu ar one fo the ggreatest peoelpl ive everr met

   Joey💕: than k yoeu Andy

Joey💕: i mm jut svared u knwo??!?1?

Joey💕: I m scsre d that on e daay youlll leaeve me

Joey💕: justst likee eberyome elkse doess

   Joey💕: I lvoe yo uu

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   Joe shakily put his phone down on the floor and picked his guitar strap, letting it fall on his shoulders. He ran his fingers along the brim of his guitar that was now resting in his lap and picked up his guitar pick next to him.

   He began trying to strum along the strings, yet to no avail his trembling fingers wouldn't give in and do what he wanted. He stumbled around as he tried to play a few chords, feeling his tears falling on the neck of his guitar and falling down to his hands. He wasn't entirely sure where this sudden sadness and anxiety came from, but he wasn't happy. He felt so terrified and he didn't know why.

He took a deep breath and began strumming along to a made up time he came up with not to long ago, mumbling incoherent lyrics underneath as he tried to keep in time with his guitar strokes.

"Save yourself, save yourself." Joe quietly sang, more tears falling.

Joe stopped and placed his guitar off to the side, he lied down on the floor and brought his legs up to his chest, grabbing them close and crying into them.

"I'm in love with Andy." Joe whispered, his body trembling at the realization.

He didn't like that realization one bit.

"That's fucking terrifying." Joe muttered, running his hands up to his head and pulling his hair lightly.