"will you-" tyler stopped mid sentence and looked back at the road in front of him. he looked back at me and then back at the road. he looked lost, confused, i was worried.
"w-what were you gonna say?" i said, bringing my oxygen tank closer to me. he smiled and and he took a few deep breaths.
"y-y'know, i know a really nice italian place, i don't know if you're into that, but- will you- uhh, lemme rephrase that. you wanna go with me?" he said, the light turned red and the car stopped.
"like.. a date?" i asked, tyler looked at me and nodded.; his cheeks got red. "yes."
"wait, for real?" i nodded my head and he smiled. "yes! okay- so do you want to go tonight? we can always set the tree up tomorrow." i smiled and blushed. (wow.. a lot of blushing parts ((im so annoying sHOOT ME NOW PLS.)) a/n)
"sounds good." he said, putting one hand on the steering wheel and another hand out in the middle of us. i looked down at it and he closed it and opened it. i layed my hand on top of it and he wrapped his fingers around mine. i looked up at him and giggled. (tehehehehehhehe a/n)
"is this awkward?" he asked, looking at me and then down at our hands.
"naaa," i said, blushing. the car ride felt like forever. it was calm in the car, quiet, with blink-182 playing, the guy singing voice was weird but yet soothing. we finally reached tyler's apartment and the car ride came to an end. he looked down at our hands.
"i sorta don't want to let go," he said.
"why not? we have to get out sometime," i laughed and he smiled.
"well, i mean. it makes me feel all warm inside," he said, i looked down at my run down black converse and back into his eyes.
"how about.. we let go, and as soon as we get out of the car, we reach for each others hands," i said, he laughed.
"okokok, on the count of three-" he said, but i had already started counting.
"1..2..3."
we let go of each others hands and it felt weird without his hand in my hand. i grab my oxydent tank, we run out of the car and close the doors, we run behind the car and he imediately reaches for mine.
he gasped for air and then smiles.
"let's goooo," he said, he started skipping and i started skipping with him. some people were outside on their balconies, looking out onto the lovely sunset. "this is my boyfriend!" tyler yelled. "my fucking hot as hell boyfriend!" i drag my
"ohmygod, stop," i say, blushing. i look up at the balconies and people look down at us. an old lady looks away in digust. another person laughs and then goes back to his book.
we reach the door and tyler grabs his apartment key from his pocket, he unlocks the door and we walk in, me dragging my tank behind me.
"you have 15 minutes to get ready- if you need help just yell," he winks and then runs to his room. i smile and walk to my room. it was nice for an apartment. tyler and i had alike rooms. except his had a slanted roof, it was very nice. i reached for a plaid shirt and some black jeans, i take my shoes off and i take off my jeans, i put the black ones on and then i unbutton my shirt. i find it easier to just wear button ups all the time instead of wearing regular shirts. it's much better so then i don't have to keep taking off my nose thingy. (i forgot the name- im sorry, a/n) i put my shoes back on(after i put on my shirt of course) and i walk out. already tyler is waiting by the door, checking his phone at the time. i walk out and he's wearing something very similiar to me, except he's wearing a black hoodie.
"wow," he said. i agreed with him, simply because my shirt was tight and it showed off my body features nicely. (wtf am i , im making him sound like that guy from fifty shades of grey- end me now. a/n) (i just realised i have like 5 author notes in this chapted oops. a/n)
"wow to yourself," i said, i was awkward, but i mean who wouldn't be?
we got in the car and we drove off to olive garden. we get out of the car, and we head to the front door. he grabs my hand and holds onto it, it doesn't seem like he wants to let it go.
the smell of garlic filled the air, it wasn't gross, it was actually pretty nice. the serve grabs two menus and then asked if we would follow him. we follow him, he leads us to a small booth in a corner. as if he wanted to hide us from the world.
tyler sat down on one side and i sat on the other, the waited handed us the menus, and then took out a note pad.
"hi, my name's brendon uri- urin. i will be your waiter this evening-" the waiter said.
"wait, like, brendon from panic at the disco?" tyler asked. brendon rolled his eyes and then looked around.
"shhit, you're not supposed to knooow," he looked at tyler and laughed. he looked at me and his eyes lit up. "oh my, i am in fucking love with your hair, it's so curly and nice." he said, looking at my hair, he then looks back down at his menu. "ok, so what do you guys want to drink."
tyler's face looked shocked and he would not talk. so i decided to speak for him.
"two dr. peppers please, and thanks," brendon writes it down and walks away. i looked back at tyler and laughed.
"hey, you okay?" i asked, he blinked a few times and then looked down at his menu.
"our waiter is brendon-fucking-urie! he's a legend!" tyler yelled, everyone in the restuarant looked at him.
"ahahah, calm down m-" my chest feels numb and it starts to hurt a lot. "m-my." the room starts spinning.
"josh? josh??"
the world comes to a stop and the last thing i see is tyler's face. and a black figure behind him.
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yoyoyoyoyo.
Hi wtf. this story has gotten so many views end me now please.
im sorry for not updating- my phone was broken for like 5 billion years and my grades were absolute shiT and i sorta wanna kms but y'know. its whatever :'))
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