It was as if the stupid blue haired boy named Josh had a Death wish. Not that Tyler would ever kill Josh. Or anyone else. "What about your brother?" A voice in his mind asked. Tyler shook his head. "I didn't kill him." He whispered as he changed into his normal clothes. "You hurt Josh just like you hurt Zack." Tyler shook his head. "I didn't kill him." Even though he knew he did. And so did the voice. "You kicked the ball too far, you did it on purpose." Tyler stood up. "No I didn't." He knew he was lying to himself. "You wanted to make him get the ball because you had to walk to get it the whole time too." Tyler shook his head. "I just wanted him to have to walk more.. Not to walk in front of a car." The voice laughed but Tyler ignored it. He just walked back into the school to work on some of his homework until his next class.
Tyler's mood was improving slightly, because Josh wasn't in his next class, or the class after that. But he was in his fourth period, his favourite period. 'Way to ruin the only class I like.' Tyler thought as he sat down in the back. But it was fine as long as- Tyler sighed. Josh sat down next to him. Tyler tried to ignore him. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you.." Josh told Tyler. Tyler didn't reply. "Please just-" The teacher cut him off. Tyler quietly thanked the teacher Gods. "Josh Dun, Tyler Joseph. You guys seem to be having a lot of fun together. How about you work as partners?" Tyler's eyes widened. "Sir I-" Josh cut him off. "Of course we will." The teacher started handing out the assignment and Tyler sighed. He didn't want to work together with Josh. "So your name is Ty- Ooh we have to write a song." Josh exclaimed. Tyler sighed. "Okay, what should we write a song about?" He asked, looking at Tyler. "How about you write about the Migraine you're giving me." Josh' s eyes lit up. "Perfect! And I've always wanted a like stuttered beginning. "Like um.. I-I-I-I've got a Migraine." Tyler shrugged. "Now where in your head does it hurt?" He asked Tyler. "Everywhere." Josh took out a notebook and a pen. "A bit more specific?" Tyler sighed. "Up, down and sideways." Josh grinned and wrote 'and my pain will range from up, down and sideways.' He looked around. 'Thank God it's Friday.' He added and Tyler raised an eyebrow. "It's Monday." Josh shrugged. "This can be sang on any day. Now you add something." Tyler took the pen and sighed. 'Cause fridays will always be better than Sundays, cause Sundays are my Suicide Days.' He sat back in his chair. Josh gave Tyler a concerned look. "What?" Josh pointed at the lines Tyler had written. "Are you Suicidal?" Tyler rolled his eyes. "It's just a song and it sounds good." Josh nodded but looked as if he didn't believe it completely. Tyler sighed. "Just write, Josh." Josh dropped the subject and started writing. He thought about sundays. 'I don't know why they almost seem so dismal, thunderstorms, clouds, snow and a slight drizzle.' Tyler laughed softly. "Is this a weather forecast?" Josh frowned and shook his head. Tyler chuckled and took the notebook. "You're bad at this. I'll finish the song and give us both credit, don't worry, I won't make it too depressing." Josh frowned but Tyler stood up. The class wasn't over but they were allowed to go outside of the classroom and work in the hallways. That wasn't what Tyler was going to do though. Tyler walked out of the classroom and headed towards the exit. "Tyler, wait!" Tyler sighed deeply and turned around. "Are you obsessed with me or something?!" He yelled. Josh looked down. "I-i just want to help." Tyler laughed. "Help is the least I need, with the project too." He turned back and walked through the doors. "Tyler, Please?" Josh stubbornly kept following him. "I'm better off without you!" Josh took a small sprint and took Tyler's wrist. Tyler winced and pulled away. "Don't fucking touch me, f-faggot!" Tyler snapped, not even realising what he had said. Josh let Tyler go an rubbed his eyes so Tyler wouldn't see his tears. "I-i just want a good grade." He said softly. Tyler bit his lip. He shouldn't have said that. "Good job, you broke him too." Tyler sighed and shook his head. He wasn't like that. He wasn't like Him. "We can work on the song at mine." Josh smiled and followed Tyler. Tyler looked at his hands as they walked, they were scraped pretty badly but didn't bleed anymore. Tyler didn't mind the slight pain it gave him, it kept him sane. "Are your parents home?" Josh asked. Tyler considered not answering. "Yes." He finally said. "Any siblings?" Tyler shook his head. "Not anymore." Tyler groaned. "Shut up." Josh looked down. "Sorry.." Tyler shook his head. "Not you." He whispered. Josh was going to ask who Tyler wanted to shut up than, but they arrived at his house. Tyler didn't say anything as he unlocked the door and walked inside. "Wow.. Your house is really nice. " Josh exclaimed. Tyler shrugged, the luxury and the fact they could afford it was just a reminder that his family had shrunken. "Tyler, are you home already?" A voice asked from the kitchen. A man who had to be Tyler's dad walked into the living room and almost dropped his coffee. A big grin spread across his face. "You made a friend." He said as if he couldn't believe it. Josh smiled shyly until Tyler spoke again. "He Isn't my friend. We're just working on an assignment together." Josh looked down and Tyler walked upstairs. Josh wanted to follow Tyler but his dad held him back. "Don't worry, Tyler just doesn't trust people easily, it's not your fault. He's just been through some rough times but if you keep trying, I bet he'll open up to you." Josh nodded and thanked Tyler's dad before walking upstairs. He walked into Tyler's Bedroom and sat down next to him at the desk. But he couldn't get rid of one thought. 'What kind of rough situations had Tyler been through?'
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FanfictionA story about Joshler, you can read the description on the original story. I made this version for personal reasons. It's the exact same story but without mature content.
