~Tear In My Heart~<Josh Dun>

Ugh

Tyler's p.o.v

My alarm starts going off at 8 o clock the next morning I roll over to turn it off only to land on my ass against the cold hard wood floors. I groan and start feeling around for my phone I can't find it, so I just lay down pulling the blanket from off the couch with me. I try to go back to sleep but after about 10 more minutes of that gay alarm beeping and me trying to drown it out I stand up and grab my phone shutting it down. Walking into Josh and Dylan's room I see them all cuddled up and have to make a very hard decision: disrupt the piece or take picture of it. Me being me I decide to disrupt it.

I clap my hands loud a few times. "ALL RIGHT LOVEBIRDS LETS GET MOVIN WE HAVE STIFF TO DO. A LIFE TO LIVE. PEOPLE TO SEE." I jerk the curtains open both of them sitting up covering there eyes from the sudden change in lighting.

Josh flips me off and lays his head in Dylan's neck. She reaches over petting his hair and closing her eyes tight jerking the cover back over both of them. I'm not in a very good mood today so if I have to be miserable today they will be to. I jerk the covers off of them, and they both immediately curl up into the fetal position holding each other.

My stomach growls. "Josh I'm hungry." He rolls his eyes "your always hungry."

"I'm just a growin boy and growin boys are hungry and hungry growin boys need food jishy." Josh throws a pillow at me. "Tyler your 21 I'm pretty sure ur not a 'growin boy' anymore, and once again your 21 you can feed yourself."

Dylan's somehow untangles herself from joshes tight grip and goes into the bathroom closing the door. We both know she's not happy now and I know that if she isn't happy Josh isn't happy and since I'm the reason she's not happy that means he's not happy with me...my god this is confusing...

Joshes p.o.v

After Tyler rudely interrupts my personal time with Dylan and she stomps off to the bathroom I decide I have to get up too. Tyler plops down on the bed and I knock on the bathroom door lightly. She doesn't say anything so I just take a chance and walk in. She's not naked...just asleep sitting On Tøp of the toilet with her head on the wall and her knees pulled to her chest...I try not to laugh as I squat down in front of her.

I put my hand on her knees rubbing them softly with my thumbs. "Hey Dyl. Baby. Go get back in bed." She opens her eyes looking at me. "Your not my dad."

Tyler chimes in "he's not your dad Dyl he's your...daddy......." We both look up at him and roll our eyes while he is dying over his own joke. I focus my attention back to Dylan laying my hands on her calfs rubbing up and down gently.

"What's wrong?" She looks at me "I have a migraine jishy." Tyler starts singing migraine as he walks back into the bedroom.

I pick her up bridal style carrying her back to the bed. "I'm sorry babe just rest ok I'll be right back." After setting her down I plug her phone in so it'll charge then go and get her a water and two ibuprofens. After she takes them she thanks me and pulls me into bed with her. I pet her hair gently.

"We gotta pack up and get our stuff on the bus babe." She groans and rolls off me. "Can you do it for me jishy just throw everything in my suitcase. That's only my toothbrush hairbrush makeup bag and what I wore yesterday." She looks up at me and of course I'm not gonna say no I'm already packed anyway so it's not a big deal. I nod and get up getting her stuff together.

Dylan's p.o.v

Josh being the amazing guy he is, is currently packing my stuff for me. He comes in and out of the room being as quick and quite as possible. I lay with my back to the door facing the window so he probably thinks I'm asleep, but I'm really just laying there admiring my beautiful ring. After about 45 minutes of both the boys shuffling around and talking quietly amongst themselves Josh lays behind me pulling me into his chest. I immediately smile and turn over burying my face in the crook of his neck. My head is still pounding, but Josh is doing his best to comfort me and make me feel better. All the sudden I feel my face flush and my mouth start watering. I sit up in the bed and Josh sits up looking extremely worried and puts his hand on my back.

"Dylan are you ok." He looks at me seriously and I shake my head no. "I feel like I'm gonna pu-" I get cut off by it starting to rise and I run to the bathroom releasing what feels like all of my organs into the toilet. Josh runs in and kneels beside me putting my hair into a messy bun to keep it out of my face and rubbing small circles on my back. After about 15 minutes of me puking off and on i fall limp against the wall beside the toilet.

Tyler walks in with a pair of shorts and a shirt that doesn't smell like puke and hands them to Josh. Josh finishes wiping my mouth off and flushes the toilet. "Dyl we gotta be on the bus in 5 minutes can you change yourself or um should I like help." He scratches the back of his neck looking down.

"I think I got it jish ill call you if I need help." He smiles kisses my forehead and walks out of the bathroom closing the door. I put on the shirt Tyler brought and somehow managed to change into the shorts without falling on my face which is surprising because I feel really...really weak. Josh brings me my tooth brush with toothpaste already on it and a small cup of mouth wash so I can be clean, but they can stay packed. After I brush my teeth and do the mouthwash I throw the cup and toothbrush away deciding it was time for a new one anyway.

After fighting with Josh that I could walk on my own to the bus without his help he just picks me up running onto the bus which is about to leave without us bc Tyler told the driver that we were already on. He sets me down in a chair and looks at me "water or Gatorade?" I look over at him squatting in front of the mini fridge. "Depends on what kinda of Gatorade." He holds up a grape flavored one. "Water please."

"Okie. BANANA or grapes." He says banana loud knowing Tyler hates them, so of course Tyler runs in the room giving me a pick-banana-I'll-hurt-you face. "Grapes I guess." Tyler hugs me then kisses my cheek and walks back off.

Josh hands my grapes and a water then sits beside with pizza and a Diet Coke . I look at him my mouth wide open. "I didn't know pizza was an option jishua Williams dun." He laughs "it wasn't for you because you just puked, and I don't want you puking again."

I open my mouth pointing to my mouth. He leans over and I shake my head pointing to my mouth again he laughs and puts a bit of pizza in my mouth so I can take a bite. The next 45 minutes or so were pretty quite because we were all tired and eating. I ended up feeling sick again, but not throwing up and Josh just kept saying thats why I didn't want you eating pizza Dyl.

Tyler turns his phone off looking over at me. "Your not going to the show tonight Dyl." I sit up. "Yes I am." He shakes his head I nod, he shakes his head I nod, he shakes his head I nod.
"Tyler you can't tell me I can't go to your concert." They both laugh. "Yes I can well just tell security not to let you in and show them a pic of you." I roll my eyes sitting down.

"I'm not even that sick." Josh pulls me into his side still laughing and holds me tight. "Tyler she can just sit backstage she doesn't have to be in the crowd."

"Josh she's your girlfriend you handle her ok." He puts his hand on his hip and walks out both me and Josh start laughing.

Ok I feel really lazy and just wanna watch the office and go to bed so the next chapter will be the concert and more. Btw Dylan getting sick is a big deal. Okay?

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