I'm here~

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   Tyler wasn't home the entire time Josh was trying to get a hold of him. He was with Jenna, and the venue they were at had horrible reception.
Every time Josh sent Tyler a text or called him, he never got it.

As soon as he got home he grabbed his laptop and checked his social medias, as always, he started with Facebook.

Tyler grew ecstatic when he saw that Josh was live. Did he do a drum cover? Did he finally sing? His head was filled so much that he didn't even pay attention to the caption of the video.

This video.. wasn't that.
At all.

Tears poured from eyes as he watched, grabbing his phone in panic as he tried to get ahold of Josh.

He wasn't answering, and that scared the brunette to death.

Tyler was now choking on sobs, tears pouring down his face as he continued to try. "I'm sorry," was the only thing Tyler could choke out before ending the call.

Tyler got up, grabbed his keys, and ran out the door as fast as he could. He got in his car and started the ignition before buckling up and driving to Josh's house and calling paramedics as he did so.

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Once he got to Josh's house, he didn't even bother knocking as he opened the door and ran inside, frantically searching for Josh.

"Josh?! JOSH?!!" He ran and yelled until he got to the bathroom. When Tyler found him laying half dead in the tub he screamed out in horror. Not his best friend. Not Josh, this can't happen to him, not Josh. It didn't make sense. He always seemed okay, seemed so happy and cheerful to the point where he never seemed sad or depressed. He ran over to the other male and shook him. "J-JOSH? Josh can you hear me?! P-Please wake up! Please.. please... please... I can't lose you, not /you/.. you're the reason I'm alive today... please.. J...J-Josh..." He sobbed harder, and even harder once the paramedics separated Tyler from the other man to take him to the hospital.

Tyler followed the ambulance anxiously, tears still falling from then until the point where he was in the waiting room.

He could not stay still. Tyler would pace or fidget around as he continued to cry, waiting.  

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