grey sweater | joshler

TWENTY

a/n: smd.

TWENTY

TYLER

Josh's face was bloodied. Most of it wasn't his, but Brendon's. Josh did more damage to him than he did to Josh.

  I was taken back and frightened by Josh's strength. I didn't know that he could do that...well, I did.

  His hands were bloodied too. His knuckles were bruised, but that didn't stop me from letting him touch me, getting some of Brendon's disgusting blood on my face when he cupped my cheek.

  I leaned myself into him and kissed him. The blood that was on his calmed face spread onto my nose and cheeks, but I didn't mind. I could clean it up in the bathroom.

  All I wanted right now was to feel Josh against me, and I was getting that.

  We were under the bleachers, and someone could come and see us at any time if they had followed us, but I doubt it.

  They're probably worrying about Brendon and his injuries. He's most likely in the nurse's office, getting his wounds cleaned.

I pressed Josh against the wooden stand that held up the bleachers. I kissed him, running my hands up his chest then through his hair.

He was about to deepen the kiss until I pulled away and left him waiting for more. I wanted to be as much as a tease as he was to me.

"Do you think I'm a monster?" Josh asked, touching my cheek with the tips of his fingers.

I held his hand against my warming skin. "No, I don't. I think Brendon's the monster."

We heard grass and leaves rustling beneath someone walking. We didn't separate from each other when the person came into view.

"Tyler, come on! You don't want to be caught with my bloodied brother and get yourself mixed in with his trouble!" Ashley called out, waving her hand in a gesturing motion.

Abigail was running after her, placing her hands on her knees. She was out of breath. "I said to leave them alone, Ash! You don't need to meddle into both of their lives all the time."

Ashley turned to Abigail. "Do you even listen to the rumors at our school? People say that they kissed, and if they're caught like this, people are going to interpret it into something else. Tyler isn't gay, and Josh is pulling him into this chaos. This is why people began hating on Tyler, Abigail." She turned towards Josh. "And you! God, what the hell is your problem? Just leave my friend alone. Just because your friends are assholes and mine isn't, doesn't give you the right to try to steal him away from me. You're just using Tyler to gain more popularity. Stop touching him! You two aren't friends!"

I flinched away from Josh. What the hell had just happened? Was she jealous or something? Was she upset that I spent most of my time with Josh now instead of her?

Josh sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Ashley, literally shut your homophobic ass up. I already told you that the rumor was true. Tyler and I kissed and–"

I sucked in a breath. "We're dating."

Ashley stared at me, very confused. Abigail smiled, sitting down on the grass, still catching her breath.