Tyler>>
"Wanna get Taco Bell?" I asked. Josh seemed stressed lately.
"No! Tyler! Can't you fucking see that I just want to be alone!" He yelled.
"Tyler?"
I didn't want to talk anymore.
"Tyler?"
I felt like I was going to be sick.
"Tyler, whats wrong?"
"I really don't like it when people yell. It scares me."
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to yell."
By then, I was shaking and he pulled me into a hug.
"It's okay."
"Let's go get some Taco Bell, then."
•••
"I wrote a song about Taco Bell, you know?"
He giggled. "I bet you did."
After six minutes of mucking around and singing with Josh, we ended with a smile on our face.
"You gonna order?" Josh asked.
"Oh, I'm not really hungry." I lied.
Of course I'm hungry. I haven't eaten for two days, but I don't want to break the streak because I want to lose weight, not gain it.
"Yes you are, Tyler. You're eating a taco. It's on me." He saw right through me.
"No, Josh."
"Yes, Josh." He grinned at the attempt of a joke and ordered some tacos.
Some greasy, fattening, tacos.
A/N: yikes
