The Right Answer

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Josh looked at him closely, his eyes seemed to read him, as of looking into his feelings. 'You don't think it is, do you?' He said quietly, his brown eyes intense.

Tyler was surprised. He wasn't used to people reading his emotions; people mostly didn't understand how he was feeling at all. 'How did you know?' He asked curiously. Josh's eyes went sad, and his face fell, but Tyler wasn't very good at read it emotions; the only facial expression he knew was when something wasn't the right answer, so he didn't notice.

'Well, i had a friend who was a bit like you. You know,' he went the same shade as his hair. 'Autistic,' he mumbled.

Tyler remebered that word: his mom had told him he had it, and that was why he was a bit different.

'Oh,' said Tyler, satisfied with the answer. At least he wasn't some scary mind reader or something.

Josh relaxed - he was scared that maybe he didn't know.

'You must be a girl though, because you sound like one.'

Tyler ma dude have you fuckin heard yourself.

He said, going back to the subject of Josh.

Josh felt frustration rise in his stomach but immediately ignored it - he was good at that. Practice.

'That's because I was one. But I'm not now. And soon I will sound like a boy anyway.' He tried to say clearly, so Tyler would understand. He'd only just realised that Tyler was, in fact, very attractive. And really damn cute.

He read Tyler's emotions again- he could see that he was trying to understand, and appreciated it. Tyler caught him staring. 'Will you stop reading and watching me. I'm not a screen for goodness sake.' He snapped, making Josh laugh.