lead singer || a tyler jøseph x reader

chapter 5

(Y/N POV)
"Three more weeks!" I cried, looking at Tyler excitedly. "Three more weeks until we sing our song!"

"I can't wait," he replied, holding my hand. "It's going to be awesome!"

I was so excited. Not only were we singing our original song, but we were going to sing it as a couple.

A couple who still hadn't kissed.

"Tylerrrr!" Rosa cried, waving to him. I rolled my eyes. Rosa had been nonstop flirting with him. "Come here."

"Have fun. Meet you outside," I said, as I rounded the corner. After a few minutes, Rosa came out, talking to Tyler, her arm around them. Instantly, I felt a little protective over Tyler. He looked uncomfortable. I walked over to him, placed my arm around him while simultaneously pushing Rosa away.

"Hey, are we practicing after school today?" I asked, and Rosa pouted. Before Tyler could answer, she butted in.

"Actually," she interrupted, "I was going to invite Tyler to a party tonight." Her overdramatic emphasis on  Tyler's name was annoying and sickening. She wanted him. She wanted him for his looks. She wanted him for sex. She did not want him in the way I did.

"Yeah, we're practicing," Tyler said, and I grinned slyly. Rosa glared at me, but put on a sweet and innocent face as she waved to Tyler and stormed off.

"She wants you for your sex," I growled, looking at him.

"Come on. I'm a virgin. I'm probably not even that good," he replied. I snorted.

"How are you so adorable?" I asked, looking at him fondly. I loved everything about him.

Kiss me, kiss me...

"No, how are you so adorable?" he asked, smiling shyly and booping my nose with his finger.

"You are too sweet," I mumbled as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders and I wrapped mine around his waist.

"AHHH! You guys are so cute," Liza said, grinning at me. "Have fun at your practice!"

"We will," Tyler said.

We walked to his house in silence, our arms wrapped around each other. We walked inside and waved to Zack, his brother.

"Ewww. PDA is not okay!" Zack shouted, and Tyler glared at him. I laughed as we walked upstairs into Tyler's room.

"We are so close, Tyler!" I exclaimed about an hour later. We had only a few verses left to write and then we would be ready. Ready to perform.

"You know, I like hanging out with you. A lot," Tyler said, smiling at me. I blushed.

"I like you. A lot," I answered.

"I love you. A lot."

"You...you do?" I looked at him, and I could tell by his sly little smile that my face was red.

"Yeah."

"Yeah."

We sat in this silence, although the air had more of a sweet tinge to it than an awkward one.

"I love you too?" I said, suddenly remembering that I had forgotten to return the favor. I sounded so surprised and confused that I couldn't help but laugh. He looked at me and we burst out laughing.

"Smooth, (Y/N)," Tyler said, throwing a pencil at me. "So smooth."

"Shut up!" I yelled, still laughing. "You're not one to talk."

"Yeah, true. I'm just so perfect, I can't even help it." I threw the pencil back at him, and it hit him in the head. We kept throwing it back and forth until we finally calmed down. Taking deep breaths, we checked the clock and realized it was 2am.

I looked at him. One look, one small glance. I couldn't help it. Once again, we burst out in fits of laughter, laughing so hard that we were practically sobbing and our stomachs hurt.

"We should probably sleep," I said.

"You should sing," Tyler answered.

"We should both sing."

"Okay."

So together, we sang a few lines from our song. Quietly, fondly, beautifully. I leaned into him, our lips about to touch.

I leaned in a little. We were only seconds away from his beautiful lips touching mine.

Kiss me, Tyler.

Kiss me.