Gøne :Twenty Øne Piløts Fanfic

5:Won't you stay alive, I'll take you on a ride

*possible trigger warning*
*A few months later*

Tyler and Josh walked to and from school almost every day. Since they've known each other they talked a lot more, well it was a lot for Tyler maybe not for Josh. However the boys haven't talked about their demons except for a few words.

That day at lunch, Josh was especially talkative to Tyler's dismay.

"Why don't you eat lunch?" Josh was curious, he had only seen Tyler eat a handful of times. It concerned Josh because Tyler had to be no more than 115 pounds.

"Hmm? Oh uh I'm not that hungry, I normally eat when I get home." Tyler said being snapped out of his thoughts. He was writing in his notebook again like he did everyday. This time the page was titled "Lovely".

You say things with your mouth
Cobwebs and flies come out
I hear a second voice behind your tongue somehow
Luckily I can read your mind
Flies and cobwebs unwind
They will not take you down
They will not cast you out, out.

___________________________*Ding*
"Finally school is over for today" Tyler thought as he walked out of the gray building. As he walked into his room, he was met with a very familiar voice.

Hey loser. Long time no talk? You're still writing in your stupid little notebook?

"You were here last night. What do you want?"

I want you to fail, oh wait you already do that all on your own.

Tyler walked over to his keyboard that he kept set up in his room and begun to play, he sang some of the words in his notebook.

Aww thanks for the shitty show, now do want matters and erase those lame "lyrics"

"Shut up. It was good, Josh likes them."

How many damn times do I have to tell you this? It's all a fricking act Tyler!

"Shut up!"

*Buzz**Buzz*

Jishwa: hey wanna come over with your keyboard?

Tyjo: uh.. Yea sure.

___________________________After Tyler and Josh had played a few "songs", Josh got all tensed and told Tyler he had to leave through the window. Tyler looked questioningly at his panicked friend,but he did what he was told.

(Josh's Point Of View)

I texted Tyler to see if he would come over and play some of the songs he wrote. I didn't get my hopes up though because he normally said no, which was okay because I feared him running into my dad.

But today he said yes and walked over, we played for about thirty minutes before I told him he had to leave and go out through the window. After some hesitation he did and I quickly locked my door before my dad could come in.

I sat on my bed shaking anxiously waiting for what might happen, my phone buzzed sending me about three feet into the air. It was Tyler asking if I wanted to hang out in the treehouse, I typed back and slipped on my shoes. I slipped out of my window and ran to the treehouse.

Tyler and I sat in silence while I caught my breathe, he looked nervous. I never noticed this before but he had a rubber band on his wrist and he kept snapping it, soon his wrist was as red as a tomato.

He withdrew a deep breath and said "Do you...uh want to make a band?"

I screamed like a girl and startled Tyler, I forgot he was sensitive to loud noises, I quickly apologized and said "Yes I would love to!"

His eyes were on yet another carving on the treehouse's wall as he said "Can we call the band Twenty One Pilots please?"
I nodded and asked him why. He explained to me a play he read in school about a manufacturer sending out faulty parts that killed twenty one pilots in multiple plane crashes.