accidental love (COMPLETED)

chapter 1: the accident

Tyler Robert Joseph, 16, Columbus, Ohio. 

Brown hair, chocolate eyes, tan skin, gay, a music lover.

Joshua William Dun, 17, Columbus, Ohio.

Pastel blue hair, brown eyes, lighter skin, bisexual, another music lover. 

Josh looked up from his phone, having been changing the music on the highway when suddenly, he was driving straight towards on coming traffic.

He crashed, and it all went black for a minute. 

Well, white.

It was the airbags in the car. 

Tyler exited his red Beetle Convertable, his jaw clenched and ready to spit the venom his words could carry.

Joshua did the same, though when he looked at the boy in the eyes, something completely different came out of his mouth. 

"Are you alright?" 

"Yes, I'm fine. Are you?" Tyler responded. Why were these the words he was choosing? He should be screaming his head off at the other boy.

"I'm good. I'm so sorry this happened. I'll pay for the damages, just, i-it might take some time. I-I don't have a really stable job right now. I-I'm really, really sorry. I'll get you the money somehow, though," Josh rambled nervously.

"It's ok. Don't uh... don't worry about it," Tyler sighed, shrugging. "I-it'll be all my savings, but it's fine. Just, please, please be more careful next time." 

"No, I can't let you do that. Please, let me pay for it," Josh said. The boy seemed sweet and quite shy. He genuinely wanted to help him.

Afterall, it was his fault. 

"Really, it's fine."

"No, it isn't. Your car is totaled! I demand I pay for it. Even if it's not directly to the car. Let me take you out to dinner," Josh offered with a smile. The boy was pretty cute...

Tyler blushed and smiled shyly. A boy that cute would want to buy him dinner? No, not like that. As an 'I'm sorry' dinner, not an 'I think you're cute' dinner. "O-ok."

"I'm Joshua, by the way. Joshua Dun," the older boy smiled, extending his hand out for the other boy's. 

"I-I'm Tyler. Tyler Joseph," the shorter boy smiled shyly, gently shaking Josh's hand. 

"You're quite pretty, Tyler Joseph. Could I get your number?"

Tyler was a blushing mess, quickly nodding his head and writing his number down on the back of Josh's hand. 

"I'll uh... I'll text you later, Tyler Joseph," Joshua smiled.

"O-oh, o-ok. Bye, Joshua." Tyler said quietly, staring at his black Vans shyly. 

Later that Night

xxx-xxx-xxxx: hey, tyler. it's josh. 

tyler: oh, hi! 

josh: how are you?

tyler: ok, i guess. my parents are just super pissed at me getting in an accident. it's ok, though. how are you?

josh: i'm so sorry, tyler. i'll gladly explain to them how it's all my fault. 

tyler: it's ok. they'll get over it. 

josh: are you sure? still, i want to pay for it.

tyler: well, i'm not letting you pay for it. 

josh: but it was my fault.

tyler: it's ok, i can afford it. 

josh: will you at least let me take you out? 

tyler: i'd love to,  josh.

josh: great! i've gotta go, i'll talk to you tomorrow, tyler. sleep well.

tyler: you too, josh. goodnight.