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(Y/n)'s POV

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Tyler holds my hand as we walk through the door, I felt more comfortable like this.

Tyler looks around the restaurant until he finds his friend. He pulls me to a table and we take a seat.

The friend has a mohawk and his hair is dyed red, he also has a nose piercing and gauges. He was extremely attractive.

"So (Y/n), this is Josh, Josh this is (Y/n)." the red haired boy gave me a smile and I return a shy one.

"How long have you known Tyler?" Josh says, trying to start a conversation with me.

"F-for a while now."

"How did you meet?" This question crossed the line and I felt tears welling up in my eyes.

"Josh, she doesn't like to talk about it." He gives a gentle nod and apologizes.

"So how long are you staying?" Tyler's tone is filled with hope.

"I'm planning to get an apartment and stick around, y'know?"

For some reason, this makes a smile creep on my face. Tyler turns around and winks at me.

Tyler gets up and excuses himself.

"Lets start off easy." Josh says, making my hands start to shake. "Favorite color?"

"Probably (F/c)."'He lets out an 'ah'.

"Mine too."

He starts to fluff his flaming red hair and looks down at his phone. It looked like he was texting someone, but he quickly got back to the conversation.

No, he doesn't want me, he wants to use me. Josh is just like him.

"Is it okay if we exchange numbers?" Josh's eyes flicker to my purse.

Tyler walks back to the table. "She would love too."

Josh hands me a slip of paper and I do the same.

"Wanna hang out sometime? Maybe the three of us can if that makes you feel better."

Maybe he's not like him...

"S-sure."

For the rest of the night, Josh kept talking to me and Tyler didn't mind. We got to know each other at the surface level.

Tyler scratches the back of his neck and looks at his watch. "We better get going, Jish. See ya!"

Once we get in, Tyler runs to the couch and plops himself down and pats the cushion next to him. I walk over and sit down.

Tyler starts to jump up and down, showing me he was something to tell me.

"What do you think of Josh?" Tyler had the same tone when he asked Josh if he was staying in Ohio — Hopefully.

"He's nice and all," I tap my fingers against the couch. "But I feel like he will use  me."

Tyler opens his mouth and begins to protest. "But he was always asking you if you were okay. Trust me." Tyler takes a breath. "Please try to let him in, for me?"

I nod and nuzzle into Tyler's neck. "So is that a yes?"

I whisper, "I'll try." and he holds me close.