We walk home and over the next few days work hard on making loads more music.
I take a break for a few days because I don't want to drain my brain of ideas, but in two days I get loads more ideas again and can't help myself but to write more songs.
After about a month we have a list of 14 songs, and decide we could make an album. 'Look I know it probably won't go well,' I say worriedly, rubbing the back of my neck. 'But it's for us anyways, so it wouldn't matter, right?' Josh, for once, doesn't madly reassure me. He is biting his lip, something he does when he is either thinking or worried. Or both. On the plus side, he looks insanely attractive when he does this.
He mumbles something I didn't hear, but it didn't matter. We wrap our arms around each other, and I pull him into a strong kiss. He kisses back hard and desperately, as if very nervous and desperate for reassurance. I miss back hard- im scared too.
Super short but I kinda need it like this I will update again soon x
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Blasphemy
Fanfiction⚠Trigger warning⚠- self harm, anxiety/attacks The one where josh has social anxiety and Tyler has depression and meet at a support group
