Tyler's POV:
"Josh, will you hurry up? We really gotta go." I barged into his hotel room to find a ironing board laying open and upside down on his bed.
"We are just having some technical difficulties BUT IT'S ALL GOOD YOUTUBE IS A GREAT PLACE TO LEARN," Josh chuckled as he folded the ironing board up as the video instructed.
"Okay, now that you fixed the ironing board we need to head down to the red carpet," I explained as I turned to the full length mirror to adjust my blazer.
*Knock, knock, knock.*
"Tyler get the door," Josh demanded as he adjusted his crooked bowtie. I walked over to the door and slowly opened it to find a stunning girl in a short, tight black dress that made her look like she should be running the show herself. Her hair fell in her face as she slowly looked up at me. I was amazed at how beautiful she was.
"Hi my name is Y/N, They are waiting for you on the red carpet. Are you ready guys?" She asked anxiously while keeping her head down looking at her black ballet flats.
Y/N's POV:
I was fully aware that I was making a fool out of myself. I was such a big fan and being ordered to interact with my idols made me so nervous. What if looked at Tyler for too long? What if I zoned out and one of them thought I was looking at their junk or something? I played with the black rubber band around my wrist as Tyler reached his hand out to me. "Hi Y/N I'm Tyler and thats Josh over there."
"I like your dress Y/N," Josh smiled as he glanced over at me.
"Thanks, but this night isn't about me. Three nominations, wow. If you don't win at least one I'll be really upset. I am a fan of you two and have been since I heard trees for the first time in 2013 but it was all worth it. You honestly deserve this more then anyone."
Tyler lifted my chin up so I was looking at him and locked his fingers between mine. "I have a plan if we win a grammy, and I really want to tell you, but I think you should wait until after the Grammy's. If we don't win come back here and I'll tell you what we were going to do."
"What if you win though?" I giggled in response and pulled away as Josh walked up beside Tyler after fixing his bowtie.
"You should come back and celebrate of course, care to come down with us?" Tyler asked linking his arm through mine. "I would love your company in the sea of self-centred artists. I'm just not like them." He sighed as we exited the hotel room.
"Tyler," I pouted looking up at him only to see his sweet brown doe eyes looking back down at me.
"Yes, Y/N," Tyler looked concerned, "is everything okay?" I looked away as he moved his arm from being linked with mine to being wrapped around my waist. Tyler pulled me closer as we approached the red carpet. Tyler turned my chin so I was facing him and leaned in, our lips touching.
"What the hell?" I quickly pulled away. I was shocked at what just happened and thats all I could say, I was frozen.
"Oh my god I'm sorry Y/N I couldn't help myself your just so-" I harshly pushed my lips against his. I felt him smile into the kiss as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled away from the kiss.
"Sorry I was just shocked the first time," I giggled as we linked arms again.
"What the hell did I just watch," Josh laughed.
"Honestly I dont even know what happened either, but I'm not complaining." Tyler chuckled.
Time skip to sitting down at the Grammys because everything else would be a pointless filler.
Tyler's POV:
Y/N squealed when she saw Nick Jonas walk on stage. "I love Nick Jonas oh my god eeeeeek!"
"Let's look at this years nominations for best pop group/duo performance" Nick Jonas presented into the microphone.
"Let's see who your up against. Sia, Lukas Graham, the chainsmokers, RIHANNA? Yeah your screwed," Y/N sighed, "she slays the music game."
"And the winner is," I squeezed Y/N's hand and closed my eyes, "Stressed Out by Twenty One Pilots."
"Oh my god," Y/N sobbed and she kissed my hand her warm tears hitting it. I pulled her up with me and kissed her on the cheek as I walked into the isle. She smiled at me while I looked at her from the isle.
Y/N's POV:
"What the hell," I laughed as I saw Tyler and Josh pull their pants down. I couldn't help but stare at Tyler's striped grey boxers and wink at him. He gave me a little eyebrow raise then walked up to the stage with Josh.
Tyler took a deep breath when he approached the microphone. "The story, it starts in Columbus, Ohio, and it is a few years ago, and it was before Josh and I were able to make money playing music. And I called him up, and I said, 'Hey, Josh, you want to come over to my rental house and watch the Grammys?' And he said, 'Yeah, who is hanging there?' And I said, 'A couple my roommates coming to watch the Grammys with us.' And as we were watching, we noticed every single one of us was in our underwear. And seriously, Josh turned to me — and we were no one at that time — and he said, 'If we ever go to the Grammys, if we ever win a Grammy, we should receive it just like this.' So, not only is this amazing, but I want everyone who is watching at home to know that you could be next. So watch out, okay? Because anyone from anywhere can do anything. And this is that."
I started bawling at his speech. Tyler meant a lot to me. Even before tonight. I watched Tyler and Josh walk backstage and commercial break started. A security guard tapped me on the shoulder. "Tyler Joseph would like to see you backstage," the security guard grabbed my hand and led me backstage. "Is Tyler your boyfriend?" The security guard asked
"No, I haven't known him that long but he invited me to be his plus one I guess."
Tyler was still buttoning his pants when I saw him. When he saw me he ran up and spun me around like he hadn't seen me in a year. "I can't believe it," Tyler cried.
"I'm so proud of you Ty," I smiled as he kissed my forehead.
"I'm proud of you too Josh," I laughed as I walked up to hug an offended looking Josh.
"Hey, Y/N. Do you want to hang out afterwards and celebrate our win?" Tyler asked.
"I thought you would never ask," I said as he picked me up bridal style and carried me to the hotel room.
A/N~ Sorry for being terrible at writing. I always take requests and I wish you guys all the best!!!
