Cover-up || Joshler ||

Chapter 9 || Mine ||

I was forced to type this as soon as i published chapter 8 by Ewhxilxy smh exposed. This chapter will have one whole pov.

|| Brendon's pov (surprise) ||

"Josh isn't single at all. He's taken. In fact, the person he's dating is me." I heard a voice from behind me say out loud. It didn't really bother me at first, until the voice sounded really familiar. I turned around to see that, surprisingly, it was Tyler.

Everyone's eyes were on him, and I couldn't help but feel really embarrassed for him. "Ty, I think it's better if we ju-" The Australian boy interrupted me.

"Oh, are you Tyler? If so, sorry. I'll back off your man" He said, throwing his hands up.

I took a deep breath and walked over Tyler. "Ty, we gotta go."

"But you're married," Australian boy said. Tyler looked at his ring, and stared at him wide-eyed. "Hoho, this is good. So, you're cheating on your wife or husband? You dirty animal," He said.

"Look," I interrupted, hoping I didn't sound as angry as I actually am at him, "I don't want to sound very rude right now, but there's things called promise rings. I hope you know what those things are, cause that could be one of them. Now, if you have a problem with Josh being Ty's, I suggest you spill it or just leave us the fuck alone. Okay? okay." I spat.

Holy shit, that felt good. Not as good as Ryan's dii- I mean, his friendship? Obviously... Why am I even thinking about Ryan now? Whatever.

(A/N || I'm deceased. my phone went to 69% right after i typed that lmao)

Tyler and I walked back to the car. He had thrown his hoodie on and tried to hide his embarrassment. I feel for this guy. We've all been there at some point. I wanted him to know that it was okay, so I patted his on the back. He flinched and let out a small high pitched scream. I couldn't help but feel bad.

"Tyler," I said, grabbing his arm to stop him from walking. "Hey, it's okay. I know how you feel. I've been there. You're not a cheater, don't believe that. Don't let Blurry take you over for that. I get that you were probably jealous, or just preventing him from getting a broken heart or whatever. We all do things like that, so it's okay," I told him, reassuring him that it was alright.

"I- Yo-u don't un-under-understand," He choked out. I could tell he was silently crying because of how his sentence was stumbled, and how his voice cracked. "H-he might t-tell J-josh what ha-happened. J-Josh will hate me. I yell-yelled at him, a-and now I said he's "mine." H-he'll hate m-me," He said, now crying out loud.

I couldn't help but feel emotional, too. I pulled him into a hug, and rubbed his back in circular motion with my hand. This is kind of how I felt with Ryan. I thought he would hate me if I said I liked him. Now all I felt was Tyler's tears leaking onto my shirt. Even though it was wet, I chose to ignore it.

"Tyler, we have to get you home now. People will give us weird stares, not that I care, but you know.." I whispered. Leading him into the car, I had to put his seatbelt on for him because he was shaking too much. I closed the door as well.

As soon as I got into the car, I knew exactly what I had to. I hope it ends well. Now, let's just think of home as a hospital room. That room has a certain boy with colored hair.

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