((It is actually 12 am btw send help))
(Joshua pov)
I gave Tyler his book back, but kept the crumpled up paper that was thrown at me. Pretty Boy is just too dang pretty, that includes his writing. "I'm sorry that all of the poems are depressing and stuff" he said, looking down at his shoes. "They were perfect." you could hear him smile. "THEY WERE?!" he replied, trying to comprehend that what I just said was true. They were perfect.
((Since it's 12 am im gonna work on this later in the morning. So part 2 shall be up by noon est. Time.))
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Tyler's Book ✔
FanfictionThe words he read were not told by him. · · Hi, I'm in the works of remaking this book, and it will have a whole other concept that branches off from this. If you would like to read this, you do just that. Just know that there will be a different on...
