7:07 a.m.

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josh and i are still lying in the field on our blanket. its starting to get dark out and i look over at him. his eyelids are closed and he looks so peaceful. so soft and at ease. i turn onto my side.
"are you staring at me?" i smile
"absolutely." he laughs, "why?"
"Because, art is beautiful to look at." he grins,
"you're such a sap." i laugh, "well i mean, you're not wrong."
we sit together again in the quiet for a while.
"but you must admit to yourself that this typically wont end with a happy ending."
Then.
Then he opens his eyes, "you never know." i look over at him and bite my lip, "josh, you're not only a robber but you're a murderer." he cringes at the words like they've stung his skin, like salt or lemonade in a paper cut. i could tell that it hurt him. i must admit that i felt bad after saying it. but i wonder if he feels bad when doing the things that he does. but, i mean it doesn't seem too bad. sometimes there's just no other way to live. sure, i had options but this one seemed interesting. fun.
he sits up and hugs his knees to his chest, "are you cold?" he shrugs.
i scoot closer to his and lean my head onto his shoulder. he looks over at me and sighs,
"i really like you, tyler." i hum and lift my head up so i can run my hand through his hair.
"and i really like you too, josh." he smiles and leans his forehead on mine. my breath hitches in my throat as he cups my face in his hand and he just stares into my eyes. like he's looking for something. what? i don't know. I've been looking for something deep in those eyes for the longest time.
i whisper, barely audible: "kiss me."
he grins and looks down at my lips before running his thumb across my cheekbone.
"no," he inhales, "not yet."
i bite my lip, "why?" he tilts his head up and barely kisses the tip of my nose,
"because, its not time yet." i nod and rest my head in the crook of his neck.
"we should get going." he whispers as he starts petting my hair. i nod, "okay."

we stand up and pack up our stuff before heading back to the car and driving away.
we sit in the car for about five solid minutes until i speak up, "why is it always so quiet?"
he shrugs, "its easier to think." i nod, "a lot of the time i think too much." he bites his lip,
"a lot of the time i over think everything." i nod and lean my head back.
"what are you thinking about?" he asks. i shrug, "i don't know." i inhale deeply, "i'm thinking about nothing but everything. i cant pin point anything i'm thinking about but i know i thinking about a lot because i can hear my thoughts echoing throughout my mind and god, sometimes its just so overwhelmingly loud. and i don't know." he nods, "i'm thinking about you." i smile and a blush creeps onto my cheeks, "what about me?"
he shrugs, "i'm thinking about you. your fluffy hair. your beautiful eyes that seem to hold everything and your long eyelashes that sometimes seem to cast shadows dancing across your cheekbones and your adorable button nose. your soft lips. you. i'm thinking about how much i wanted to kiss you. and i'm thinking about when the time comes when i will kiss you and how ill never forget it."
i'm grinning from ear to ear,
"i really really like you, josh."
he smiles,
"i really like you too, tyler."
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so, i hope this update wasn't complete shit. I've been feeling pretty bad lately so its been kinda hard to write but i'm doing my best. thank you so so so much for reading this story. i really do have big plans for it so it would mean a lot if you voted or shared this fic with your friends.
once again, thank you so so so much. i love you all.
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