Only Love Can 🥀 Joshler

02

Tyler groaned as the alarm on his phone went off. He put it off, turned around and continued to sleep. Well, that was until his mom came in.

"Rise and shine, honey, it's the first day of school, don't wanna miss it." She exclaimed happily while pulling open the curtains, blinding Tyler, squinting as he looks at his mother in disgust.

Tyler was absolutely not a morning person.

"Don't look at me like that, young man, get up, you got to get dressed, have breakfast and all that other stuff. Come on." Tyler's mom says and she rips his blanket off of him, leaving him in only his shirt and boxers.

Tyler groans once again as his mom leaves the room and he throws his legs to the side of the bed, sitting up.

He opens his closet, facing the messy piles of clothes and a bunch of random shit.

"Let's see," Tyler mumbles to himself, searching through the clothes. "black, black, white, red, black," He goes through his clothes which was, obviously, mostly black. "floral. Yeah." He mumbles once again as he throws the floral-patterned shirt on his bed, together with one of the many pairs of black skinny jeans. Before closing the closet he grabs clean underwear and he slides his feet over the ground while walking to the bathroom.

"Jay, hurry!" Tyler yells as his brother was in there. Jay had said something back about almost being done and Tyler waited for about 5 minutes before Jay got out of the bathroom. He walks past Jay and locks the door. He doesn't like getting seen naked by anyone. Hence why he's still a virgin, stopping his past boyfriend from getting him undressed, which was about 4 years ago.

Man, Tyler really is lonely.

After a quick shower he got dressed and he looked at himself in the mirror. His short brown hair and tan skin looked looked nice with the floral shirt. He smiled until he saw his tattoos.

Those couple of tattoos that he was gonna have to deal with and cover up with makeup until he can wear sweaters again. Not mentioning the ones that were already covered by his shirt and the one on his shoulder which slightly peeked out sometimes, teachers saying he has to cover it up a little more. But he reckons getting a warning is better than dealing with the consequences it might lead to.

Tyler sighs as he grabs the makeup and covers his tattoos with it. He was gonna have to deal with this every day.

After he was done he walked back to his room, grabbing his phone and backpack and making his way downstairs. Saying hello to his family and making breakfast.

"Are you ready for school?" Tyler's dad asks. Tyler simply shakes his head.

"Nope. I just want to be done." Tyler replied as he took a bite of his breakfast.

"One more year, unless you fail exams."

Hearing that made Tyler cringe and a shiver went down his spine. He was scared to fail exams. Who are we kidding- he was terrified. He wouldn't wanna have to be at that school for one more minute after this year was done.

"Yeah, but I gotta go. I don't wanna have to hurry." Tyler said to his dad, saying bye to his family and walking outside. He took a deep breath and started walking, putting his headphones in in the process.

He walked towards school with a slow pace to be greeted by his 3 friends.

Patrick Stump, Frank Iero and Brendon Urie.

Patrick was a short, chubby boy that wore fedoras everywhere he went (except in class of course). He had blond hair and greenish eyes. He was just really cute in general too.