twenty one :.: joshler

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J- Tyler, are you okay?

He hasn't texted me back or answered any of my calls since we last hung out. I'm starting to worry. I mean, its been almost a whole week. Unless I know nothing about Tyler at all, it's not like him just not talk to anyone for a week, unless he's sad. I mean, really sad.

About ten minutes later, my message tone goes off. I nearly trip as I run from the living room to the kitchen where I left my phone.

T- I'm fine

J- what's going on? Haven't heart from you in a while.

T- I'm sorry

J- nonono it's okay, I was just a bit worried

T- really?

J- of course

T- Are you busy right now? If you are that's okay.

J- I'm not, what's up?

T- I think I'm losing it, Josh

J- address

He sends me his address and I'm on my way in the blink of an eye. My GPS tells me his house is just eleven minutes from mine, but of course, I end up getting stuck at a train, and every single red light possible. It ends up taking me seventeen minutes.

When I finally arrive at Tyler's house, I park and hurriedly make my way up to the front door, knocking impatiently.

Moments later, the small, fragile boy that I adore so much, opens the door. He smiles weakly at me, wiping a stray tear that's fallen from his bloodshot eyes. God, I love his eyes. Even when they're swimming in blue-black emotion, they're so deep and beautiful.

"Oh, Tyler." I sigh, pulling him into my arms. His thin arms wrap around my torso and he buries his face in the fabric of my black T-shirt. His body shakes ever so slightly as he sobs into my chest.

"I-I'm sorry you have to see me like this, but I just have no one else a-and-"

"Hey, hey, don't apologize." I quiet his nervous babbling, placing a kiss atop his head.

"It's just that I-I'm such a mess and I know you probably ha-have more important things to-" He starts up again, and I silence him again. It hurts me to see him like this, but that only means I'm going to do all I can to change it.

"Tyler, stop it. That's not true. You are important to me. I hope you don't think I'm just gonna leave you in the dust after a couple months. I'm not." I say firmly, holding him even tighter, as close to me as possible.

"Thank you for coming, Josh." He sniffles, lifting his head to look into my eyes.

"Of course." I smile, and so does he. I lean in the slightest bit, glancing down at his plump, pink lips quickly, then back up at his mesmerizing brown eyes. They're puffy and red and below them are tear stains, but even then, he's the most intriguingly beautiful being I've ever laid eyes on.