brite lies | joshler

STRANGER

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TYLER FLUTTERED awake, confused as day as to where in the hell he was, when his eyes widened at the stench of sex that almost reeked through the mattress.

now, yes. tyler was a slut, whore, skank- whatever. he knew that, but he at least wanted to remember who he was screwing that night.

"oh god." he uttered out, stepping off the bed, his lower half didn't hurt, which was usually a good sign, but he was wearing someone else's sweater- maybe he crashed at matthew's place? no, this looks nothing like his place.

he walked out of the bedroom, white walls almost giving him a headache. all he needed was to find his phone at the moment- for some evidence on what the hell happened last night. though, quickly licking the back of his hand, then smelling it- no, he wasn't weird or anything, he learnt from a friend to see if your breath stinks, you're supposed to lick the back of your hand, which came in handy right now, cause he couldn't smell any alchohol- which was again, a good sign.

he walked around again, spotting his phone on the cream shag carpet, it was charging. he walked over to it, seeing there was a yellow sticky note on it with absolutely appalling handwriting.

'call me when you see this- you're good and stuff -josh' on the back was a number, then fragments of his memory started to flow back through him.

before calling this so called 'josh' person though, he scrolled through his notifications, seeing mel and alex had called him an alarming amount of times. nevertheless, he called josh first, dialling in his number. he picked up after six rings.

"hello, this is josh." the voice said on the other end of the line, causing tyler to jolt a bit. "hi- hello, uh this is tyler, yes i crashed at your place last night." the brunette replied, mentally face palming at his jitteriness.

there was a long pause, before the voice spoke up again. "ah yes, you were the feminine boy who was a mess at exactly 1:40am at my door." he chuckled. "so, what's up?"

tyler's blood almost ran cold at that. how could someone be so casual. "'what's up'? really? i have no fucking clue what happened last night and you ask me 'what's up'? unbelievable." tyler scoffed, rolling his eyes. "jeez, calm down. how was i supposed to know you didn't know what happened, huh?" josh spat back, making tyler huff in frustration. "look, fine, i'm sorry. now care to explain to me what the fuck happened last night?" tyler asked, in an almost cocky tone.

josh had explained everything from start to finish, relief flooding through tyler that nothing too intimate had happened. "shit! i gotta call mel and alex. fuck." tyler cursed, hitting himself in the forehead. "you want me to drop you back to your place soon?" josh questioned. "yeah, i'll call you soon." tyler responded, and before josh could reply tyler had hung up.

tyler had called mel and alex, counting his blessings that they were okay; and alive for that matter.

tyler was hungry though, so he stood up, walking over to the kitchen to see his wallet and keys on the white marble counter. he checked the contents of the wallet seeing there was still money in there- which was a good thing, of course. thus he opened the fridge , grabbing a banana and deciding it'll do for a breakfast.

after finishing the banana, it took the boy almost five minutes to realise again that this wasn't his home, and that he should probably call that josh boy again.

and so he did. dialling his number in again, ringing twice before josh picked up again. "hey, i'm ready to be picked up." tyler spoke, leaning against the counter. "alright, i'll be there in five."

josh came by seven minutes later, tyler had all his things in hands, hopping into josh's car. "you right there, princess?" he asked, snickering slightly. earning an eye roll from tyler. "yes, i'm just fine, thanks."
"feisty." josh commented.
"listen. you've probably got places to be and i've got a home to get back to, so if you would please st-" tyler was interrupted when josh had stepped on the pedal, basically zooming down the street. "asshole! i hadn't even put my seatbelt on!" tyler snapped, buckling up his seatbelt properly, making josh laugh heavily.

"where do you live, anyway?" josh asked, his gaze flickering over to the boy. "twenty-three vice lane." tyler responded, absentmindedly playing with the collar of his- well, josh's sweater. josh gave a simple nod to the brunette, turning a sharp left. making tyler yelp slightly.

they pulled up to the house- no, it was a unit, or was it a house? josh didn't know. nevertheless, tyler got out of the car, josh clearing his throat slightly, making the small boy turn around on his heel.

"that's my sweater." josh said, half of his upper-body sticking out the passenger seat window. "oh, right." tyler said, starting to take off the sweater despite the fact he wasn't wearing shit underneath. "no– tyler i'll just come by later and pick it up." josh assured, closing his eyes slightly. "are you sure?" tyler asked.
"positive."

tyler looked josh up and down, before giving in. "alright, just drop by anytime before seven." tyler said, turning on his heel and walking inside his house.

little did tyler know, josh really just wanted to see the little brunette boy again.