Joshler| She Left Me...

VI

Holy hell thank you all so much fir 680 read shit I didn't think anyone would find it damn... ONWARDS!

-Author chan

Josh sat on the couch, his arms resting on the top of the back rest. Tyler sat on his far right, about three feet away. Brendon on the other hand was pacing in front of the door.

"How fucking long does it take to make pizza?" Brendon scoffed.

"Bro, it's been 15 minutes. Chill out." Tyler spoke up, still staring at his phone. Josh nodded

"15 minutes is to fucking lo-" a nock sounded from the front door.

"Tada!" Josh chuckled. Brendon shook his head and reached to open the door.

"Pizza!" The man in a black out fit and ball cap opened the heat sealed bag, then froze up. "Br- brendon? Josh? TYLER?"

"Give me the damn pizza please." The fangirl of a pizza man nodded and handed him the two pizza boxes. "Here's twenty, keep the change."

"P-picture please?" The pizza guy stuttered. "With all of you?" Brendon nodded and josh, along with tyler sat up off the couch and walked over.

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Time skip
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Brendon sat the pizzas down on the table and looked over and Josh and Tyler. Josh sat on his phone, and Tyler just stared at him from a far.

"Just fuck already dweebs." Tyler's head snapped up at Brendon's comment.

"You can check that off the list." Josh whispered as he continued to scroll through twitter.

"Huh?" Brendon looked at him.

"I didn't say anything." Josh looked up with his best poker face before turning off his phone and slipping it in his pocket.

"Sure." Brendon opened the pizza boxes. "Mmmm." Tyler shot Josh a warning look.

"What?" Josh mouthed screwing up his face at Tyler.

"I'mma walk to the git n go at the corner, I'll get you guys some red bull. I'll be back." Brendon opened the apartment door and started walking down the hallway before the door even closed.

"You need to shut the fuck up about last night." Tyler growled through his teeth.

"Oh so you're going to use me, then try to forget about it? You're going to sink that fucking low?" Josh straightened up and frowned at Tyler.

"Oh shut up, you're acting like you want to forget about it." Tyler stepped closer to Josh, slightly taller than him.

"I would fucking love to, but it happened and you can't change that." Josh stepped closer aswell. Tyler pushed on his shoulders, making josh stumble back a foot or two.

"You know what fuck you, josh." Tyler closed his eyes and held his face in his hands

"You already did, you fucked me, then fucked me over." Josh shoved him back, making his slim frame slam against the wall.

"Stop it Josh!" Tyler snapped at him. "Don't touch me."

"Oh, so you can shove me all you want, but when I defend my self you become the innocent one, huh?" Josh yelled through his teeth, slamming his fist on the wall next to tyler's head.

Tyler shoved Josh's shoulders, hard this time, making him land on his back. "Stop making this about you!"

Josh laid there, staring at the celling for a moment. Then closed his eyes.
"I just didn't want you to be sad." Josh felt his begin to water. "I just didn't want you to be fucking sad, sorry." Tyler breathed out and slid down the wall. Josh covered his face with his hands, feeling the water begin to seep from his eyes. "Fuck, man. Stop messing with my head..." Josh struggled a bit before standing up and walking to the bathroom.

Tyler remained, his arms pulling his knees to his chest as he buried his face into them. His breath hitched as the bathroom door shut, tears began to run freely now.

Though they soon halted as he heard the elevator ding, then open. He wiped his face and pulled out his phone, pretending to be lost in it as soon as the door opens.

"Hey, I'm back with red bull. Josh in the bathroom?" Brendon asked, setting a bag down next to the pizza on the small dining table.

"Yeah." Tyler's gaze remained on his phone, his fingers danced on the screen as he jotted down a few lyrics that came to mind in the note pad app he had downloaded a while ago.

Brendon handed him a red pull. And he cracked it open before taking a sip of it. He stood up and walked over, next to Brendon by the table.

"I could really go for a bowl right now." Tyler tapped the tin box. Brendon nodded and opened the box and pulled out a transparent lime green pipe. He filled it up and took the first hit off of it before handing it to Tyler. He copied.

Josh walked up behind Tyler, purposely bumping his crotch into Tyler's ass. He suck in a breath of air before Josh reached down and picked up the pipe and lighter.

"You good Ty?" Josh asked, pulling the poker face again.

"Y-yeah..." Tyler spoke with smoke, Into Josh's face. Josh chuckled softly before taking a hit. Tyler sighed as he felt the simi fimiliar feeling take over, his arms felt slightly more heavy and his knees gave out slightly.

"Feels good, huh?" Brendon laughed, Tyler nodded. Josh the smoke out of his nostrils and chuckles.

"Daddy's a dragon!" Brendon elbowed Tyler, he only chuckled.

Aye aye aye thanks fir the veiws and votes! I legit screamed when I opened wattpad again, 680 veiws?! Shit... btw, I love reading your comments, keep it up!

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