After meeting this girl named Jenna yesterday evening in the waiting room of the hospital, I decide to go out and spend half of my afternoon taking a walk to the local store and back to my home. After half an hour of walking, my phone starts to ring. I look and I see it's a private number. I decide to answer it and it is the doctors. They tell me that I need to come into the hospital real quick because apparently Tyler was yelling out for me and I wasn't there. So I run back to my home and jump in my car but then I remembered it wasn't working so then just as I was about to flag down a taxi, I notice Jenna walking along the streets and she comes up to me and asks me if I needed to go anywhere. I respond with a yes and then tell her to drop me off at the hospital.
About fifteen minutes later we arrived and I thanked Jenna for driving me there and so I got out of her car and watched her drive off before then walking into the hospital and asking around for Ty's room. Once I had found his room the doctors walked away and let me be with him. I then look at how pale he is. He looks so sick and it didn't really look good. But I then noticed a bit of colour on his lips (which was good because they were almost blue last night and now they were a pale cotton candy pink colour). Anyways I start up a conversation with my best fren.
"You okay Ty?" I ask curiously
"Yeah Josh." Tyler says weakly.
"You know it's okay for you to talk about stuff with me Tyler. I'm your BEST fren. Your ONLY fren." I say in hopes that he would try to tell me about what was going through his mind last night.
"Yeah..." He says in a more quieter tone than usual.
"Well... Do you wanna talk about what's bothering you?" I ask in concern.
"No..." Tyler says before turning and facing the other way in attempt to avoid eye contact with me.
"Are you sure?" I ask curiously because he seems a little upset about something. But what?
"Yeah..." he says before giving me the silent treatment.
"Alright... Well if you need anything I'll just be just here looking at my phone, okay Tyler." I say reassuringly to Tyler before taking a seat on a chair that was placed next to the bed Tyler was in and getting out my phone to just go through random apps I have on it.
"Okay..." Tyler says in a dry raspy voice that didn't sound to good.
I could hear the pain in his voice but for some reason, I dismissed it because although I knew Ty was fine externally, another part of me screamed out that internally, he wasn't fine and that I should just go and help him. But continued to look at my phone and wait for him to tell me otherwise.
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Ugh! I wish these problems would either sort themselves out or just go away. I think to myself as I knew I just lied to my best fren. I wasn't okay but I told him that I was and what's even worse is that he could tell that I wasn't doing well. I sigh and think to myself, 'What would I do if Josh wasn't around to help me?' I then fall asleep with that question stuck in my mind.
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I've Been Thinking Tøø Much, Help Me (a Jøshler fanfic) =REDONE=
أدب الهواةOkay so most of the stuff from the old version will be in it, but it will have some very obvious changes in it so yeah. Anyways, I feel as if I could write it better if it were a 'Joshler' fic.
