The Friend Fic

ᴡᴏʀʀɪᴇᴅ.

Friend, Please, remove your hands from

Over your eyes for me

I know you want to leave but

Friend, Please, don't take your life away from me

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•Josh•

Tyler and I are now closer than ever. Last night was so sick. We just ate while watching movies for almost the entire night, and instead of trying to sleep, we just kept talking until we passed out. Oh, how I wish I could repeat that night.

My phone rings. It was Tyler. Why am I not surprised?

"Hey." I say.

"Hey, how you been?"

"Doing fine, I guess. Not recovered from last night though."

"Yeah, it was sick!"

"We should plan that more often. Maybe you can sleep at my house next time."

"Sure, that'd be great."

"Yeah, umm.. I gotta go, y'know daily exercise."

"Yeah.. uhh.. see you later.."

"Bye."

I sigh deeply as I shut my phone. Now I have an hour of jogging. Ugh. After yesterday night, I don't want to go anymore. But I have to. Dang it.

I stretch my arms and back, grab a bottle of water and head out.

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•Tyler•

I am so stupid. I am so stupid. I am so stupid. This sentence just kept repeating in my head. Why do I keep acting nervous towards him? It doesn't make any sense. He's my bestfriend. What's wrong with me?

I try to shake it off. I sit down on the couch, and I decide to reflect on life a bit. But instead, I fell asleep. Mental note #1: Don't stay up with your friend watching movies. Mental note #2: Don't listen to #1.

I wake up, and I rub my eyes. Someone was ringing my doorbell. Then my inner demons just came pouring out. I don't like socializing with others. I hate answering the door. But I have to, or the ringing is gonna go on for God knows how long.

I get up, slowly, and look through the peeky-hole. It was Josh. Kill me. Right now. For being the dumbest person on the face of this earth.

I open the door, and I get greeted with an embrace.

"Are you okay?!" He yells, concerned.

"Yeah, I was just taking a nap."

"I got really worried. You didn't answer phone calls, nor texts, and it took you quite a while to answer the door. I thought about breaking it down to check on you."

My heart skips a beat. My face flushes. He did all that.. for me?

"Oh yeah, I got you dinner," he smirks. "Your favourite."

"Burritos! How'd you know?"

"Well, as your best fren, I should know."

I squeal as I hug him. He is perfect. I love him.

"Now, go eat. I can't stay any longer. I'm trying to get hired at Taco Bell, just to get you free food. And to do something productive wih my life."

I smile. "Okay Joshua, off you go."

"See you around."

I watch him leave with his poofy, yellow hair bouncing as he jogged, until he was out of eye sight.

I close the door and go to eat the burritos. I open one, and I smile. I find a little paper with that says "fren" with a heart around it.

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