Tyler's POV
Next day
I sat in the music room waiting for Josh to come. He was supposed to meet me here at 3 o'clock. It is now 3:02. Where is he? I'm just over reacting, I think.
He's ditching on you.
No he's not.
Yes he is, he doesn't love you anymore, he never did.
He does love me! I know it.
The voice in my head quiets down as I start to sing a song that I wrote myself.
"Nobody thinks what I think,
Nobody dreams when they blink
Think things on the brink of blasphemy
I'm my own shrink
Think things are after me, my catastrophe
At my kitchen sink,
You don't know what that means
Because a kitchen sink to you
Is not a kitchen sink to me, OK friend?
Are you searching for purpose?
Then write something, yeah it might be worthless
Then paint something then, it might be wordless
Pointless curses, nonsense verses
You'll see purpose start to surface
No one else is dealing with your demons
Meaning maybe defeating them
Could be the beginning of your meaning, friend."
I love the way the piano sounds in time to my voice. It feels so right.
"Go away
Go away
Go away
Go away
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Nobody thinks what you think, no one
Empathy might be on the brink of extinction
They will play a game and say
They know what you're going through
And I tried to come up with an artistic way to say
They don't know you, and neither do I
So here's a prime example of a stand up guy
Who hates what he believes and loves it at the same time
Here's my brother and his head's screwed up
But that's alright."
I need to find someone to sing the next part, but I hate asking people to do things for me. I take a deep breath and head in to the next verse.
"Time gains momentum the moment when I'm living in 'em
I'm winning a momentary sinning a moment passing after
A re-beginning moments mending memories
Pretending enemies are frenemies, sending me straight to bending me
My bad behaviour but I bet I could have been a better man
Copy and paste caught me, and copy, better rhymes bother me
The better the rhythm the badder I am but I bet I'll battle with 'em battle
Better I am, gambling man, better bet I am a gambling man, I am?
Go away
Go away
Go away
Go away
Leave me alone!
Leave me alone!
Leave me alone!
Leave me alone!
Leave me alone
Don't leave me alone.
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh"
I finish the song and look at the time on my phone. It's 3:07. Where's Josh?
I'm about to get up and leave when three boys come to the door way. I don't know who they are because they have ski masks on. They start to come towards me. I back away and trip over the piano bench, silently praying that they didn't see my bright red underwear fro under my skirt.
One of them says,"We're going to beat you till you can't breath."
I start to scream.
A/N: Sorry for not updating yesterday day! Ok well that's it. Hope u enjoyed my story. Byeeeee
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Sweet Heart (Joshler)
FanfictionJosh is the cliche "bad boy" that everyone is scared of. Tyler is the lonely gay kid that hangs out with his best friends all the time. Almost no one ever notices him. Until one day Josh does. (This is fluffyish and skittish at the end but also WATC...
