Twenty One Pilots: One shots N Drabbles

Mistakes p.2

I hadn't even gotten out of the driveway before I started bawling my eyes out. How could I let this happen? This is all my fault, he asked if I wanted to go on tour with him and I said no because I was waiting for the work promotion that I didn't even end up getting, and now I don't have a house or a boyfriend anymore, great.

I took a deep breath and gently wiped the tears that had fallen on to my cheeks before putting on my seatbelt and finally backing out of the driveway. As I drove, I thought about all of the memories Josh and I have together. Like when we first met at that slipknot concert, and when he first told me he loved me, and the first amazing time that I went on tour with him and the rest of House of Heros. Thinking about all of those memories was a bad idea, now I'm just flat out sobbing in my fucking car, pathetic.

-depressing time skip-

After awhile of driving, I pulled into Matt and Loren's driveway. I put my car in park and got out, trying to steady my breathing as I walked up the porch and to the front door. I gently knocked on the door and waited for a response, trying desperately to wipe away any previous tears but failing. Just then, I heard the door open. "Hey Y/N! Wait a sec, are you okay? Are you crying? Oh my god what's wrong, here here here come inside, jeez." Loren greeted and immediately started worrying about me as per usual.

She yanked me inside and we sat down on the couch. "Here," she started, "have a tissue." She said, placing a box of tissues in my hands and sitting down with me again. "So what's going on, love?" She asked softly, gently patting my back. I sighed unevenly and used the tissue to wipe under my eyes. "A lot." I managed to get out, stuttering a bit. "Take your time, I'm here for you." She said sweetly, trying to comfort me. I then proceeded to tell her everything that had happened, and I could tell by the look on her face that she was feeling both angry and sympathetic. "What the hell! What's his problem?!" She half yelled. "I don't know." I replied quietly, tearing up a bit as I thought about it.

We talked for awhile and eventually ordered a pizza for dinner, Loreninsisted that I stay the night so I brought my duffle bag into the spare room before going back downstairs and grabbing a slice of pizza. After a few hours, Matt came home from wherever he was and Loren explained everything to him. He apologized for what Josh did but I told him that he didn't need to apologize on Josh's behalf.

I stayed at Matt and Loren's for a few days but eventually I decided to go to my sisters place to stay until I feel like either renting an apartment or moving back in with my parents.

I've been working extra hard since Josh and I broke up. I've been asking for extra hours, coming home later, going into the practice earlier and just overall working as hard as I could because I had nothing else to do. Oh, I also ended up getting my anxiety medication dosage increased and since I did that, I've been feeling a lot better.

I had the day off of work today so I decided to go for a walk to the coffee shop. I put on my jacket and slipped my (Y/H/C) hair into a high ponytail before heading out the door and down the street. I breathed in the fresh air and reminded myself that I didn't need a man to be happy, I was perfectly fine on my own.

I walked into the coffee shop and I was greeted by the smell of freshly ground coffee beans and pastries. I walked up to the counter and ordered a small coffee and a croissant before walking to a table near the back of the room with my food and drink.

I sat down in my seat and took a quick sip of my coffee, h o t. I looked around the room aimlessly as I ate small pieces of my snack, my eyes eventually landing on a tall ish man with bright yellow hair. Fuck.

I grabbed my stuff in a small to-go bag before getting up and trying to speed walk out of the shop. I didn't even make it past the counters before the man from before gently placed his hand on my shoulder. "Hey, Y/N?" He asked, making sure that it was me. "Hi, Josh." I replied, trying to avoid eye contact. "Do you wanna grab a table?" He asked softly. "Um, not really." I said, looking up at him. "Please? Just hear me out, I at least wanna explain myself before you run out of my life forever." He said, the desperate look in his eyes making me give in. "Alright." I mumbled quietly, sighing to myself. He smiled a little and we walked to a table for two in the back.

Josh and I sat down and I looked down at my hands, I could feel his eyes burning holes into my head. "So?" I said, looking up at him and waiting for him to start his explanation. "Well, first I wanna say that I'm sorry. I know that probably doesn't help anything but I'm really, really sorry. I fucked up, big time." He started. I crossed my arms and waited for him to continue. "I was just really stressed about work and I felt like you were gonna leave me and I didn't know what to do." He explained, looking away and resting his hand on the table. I couldn't handle it anymore so I gently set my hand down on top of his, gaining his attention. "I'm sorry too. For not being there for you, and for saying that all you do for work is hit the drums. I know you do way more than that and I couldn't be prouder of you." I replied, looking him in the eyes. "I feel even worse, your job isn't mediocre or easy at all. Hell, you have to deal with sick people all day! I don't know how you do it but I'm really sorry that I discredited you." He said, looking back at me. "If we give this another shot, we have to promise to be there for each other, all the time, no matter what." I said softly, gently running my thumb along the back of his hand. "Wait, you're saying that you'd be willing to take me back?" He said, the sparkle in his eyes returning for the first time in a long time. "Only if you'd be willing to take me back." I replied, trying to suppress the grin that was threatening to attack my face. He smiled and we both got up from our seats, he then pulled me into the biggest most affectionate hug that I've ever received, and I hugged him back and hard as I could. We both released from the hug and just looked at each other, my eyes traveling down to his lips and I think he got the memo because the next thing I know, our lips are pressed together for the first time in 5 months. The kiss lasted for awhile, and we received quite a few "awhs" from the people at surrounding tables before we both pulled away and walked out of that coffee shop; together.

Josh and I have been back together for nearly a year now, and we couldn't be happier. I guess that time apart really brought us closer together and we learned to cherish each other's presence more than before. I'm on tour with the boys and Jenna now and it's just as amazing and magical as I remember. I mean sure, the bunks are small and cramped, but that just means more cuddling I guess. Josh always tells me that he loves me every chance that he gets, and you can bet that I do the exact same thing for him, every single day.