Tyler was even more hurt when Josh ignored him at school the next day, considering the situation that happened last night. Tyler couldn't tell if Josh was mad at him or not.
"What's wrong, Tyler? You seem upset today," Melanie pointed out as she slid into the desk next to him.
"Tired," Tyler responded, which wasn't a lie. He didn't sleep good last night.
"You sure that's it? You seem sad."
Tyler sighed, wishing he could tell her what was wrong. But Josh trusted him. He couldn't go against his word.
"Yeah, I really like this guy but he doesn't like me in the same way."
"Who?" Melanie urged, leaning over her lap towards Tyler.
"Dun," Tyler mumbled in her ear, making her gasp.
"Tyler! He's straight! And he's such a fuckboy. How could you like him?"
Tyler shrugged. Melanie was right. How could Tyler like him? But he didn't have an explanation, he just did. He saw something in Josh. He wanted to be the one to help Josh come to terms with the fact that he was gay.
"You're in for a hell of a ride, honey," Melanie sighed.
"Tell me about it," Tyler rolled his eyes.
Tyler knew that Josh had a reputation of using girls. He had to, apparently. He'd flirt with them, touch them, kiss them, leave them. Yes, Josh was a fuckboy, but no girl ever admitted to sleeping with him. That's because no girl ever had. Only Tyler did. But he would never confess it.
Tyler got jealous when he watched Josh flirt with other girls, or grab their asses when they walked by. He wished Josh would do it to him, but knew it would never happen.
"Is he even in school today?" Melanie asked.
"Yeah, there's a football game tonight so he better be unless he doesn't plan on playing."
"Are you going?"
"To the game?"
Melanie nodded.
"Why? Are you?"
"If you go, I will."
"Okay, it starts right when practice ends."
Melanie nodded, not questioning why Tyler seemed to always know the football schedule.
"Okay guys, take a seat," the English teacher spoke up, signaling that class was starting.
At lunch, Tyler sat with Melanie and a few other girls from his team. They were really his only friends. Melanie, Jenna, and believe it or not, Josh's sister Ashley. Sometimes he used her as an excuse to go to Josh's house.
"You did so good last night," Jenna complimented as Tyler sat down.
"Thanks, you had some pretty awesome digs yourself."
"Except for that one that hit me in my fucking boobs. You'll never understand how bad that hurts."
The four shared a laugh. Tyler watched his friends eat while he picked at his salad. He didn't have much of an appetite.
"Not hungry?" Melanie asked.
"Not really, you want it?"
"Tyler, you have to eat even if you're upset."
"Why's he upset?" Ashley asked.
Tyler shook his head at Melanie, silently begging her not to tell.
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Friends With Benefits//joshler [✔]
FanfictionJosh, the seemingly straight football captain, and Tyler, the flamboyant volleyball captain, are secretly friends with benefits. • Fem!Tyler • S M U T