bonjour • joshler •

trente-sept

josh let out a breath of air as he entered the house he rarely visited.

"here!" he called, hearing them slightly stomp down the stairs towards him. he sighed a smile as he was greeted by his knowing friend. although they weren't recently close, it was refreshing for him to be around a new presence.

"i thought it took you like twenty minutes to get here"

josh breathed a fake and airy laugh, "matty you're like five minutes away"

(HAHAHA YOU FOOLS DEBBY AND MATTY HAVE THE SAME NUMBER OF LETTERS YOUVE JUST BEEN #PRANKED)

after the two got situated and josh ranted about what had happened the past couple of long hours, his friend was astonished by the amount of drama happening. however, the messy haired boy suddenly connected the dots of why he actually came here.

"wait a minute - you just want to drink don't you?"

josh raised his eyebrows, "what? no no that's not -"

"well you're in luck" he started, "just got a bunch of stuff that i was saving for a party but it seems like you need it more"

matty, the only one who would look like he would pass as 21, and the only one with a fake ID, was always stocked with illegal substances. whether it be vodka or weed, he was there. josh forgot about that part.

he figured nothing bad was going to happen after a couple drinks since he was only with matty. what's the worst that could happen?

"whatever, fine" he grabbed a bottle of wine out of mattys hand that he had been previously examining, and immediately gulped down three times. it did burn slightly, he never really liked alcohol. not that he tried it a bunch of times, just, not his thing.

"atta boy, joshu-"

"don't call me that" he snapped, not meaning to be hurtful. however that's the only impression matty got.

"right," he breathed, twisting off the cap of some clear alcoholic thing that josh didn't care to pay attention to, "my bad"

two hours later josh felt woozy. he felt dizzy. he felt happy - he thinks? he couldn't stop laughing when he accidentally spilled a half filled bottle of vodka on his friends duvet. he thought for sure he would be the sad crying kind of drunk, yet he was the loving, happy kind.

"yanno" he started, drinking a bit of alcohol before he continued, "i doneven need tyler"

matty laughed, looking lazily at the boy who sat in front of him, "dude you're fucking gone"

"no you're fucking gone, m' right here" josh pushed mattys shoulder, accidentally putting all his weight on his arm and falling on top of his friend.

josh suddenly brushed out laughing, thinking that this was the funniest shit he's ever done. tears were brimming his eyes as the other boy tried to push him off of his torso.

"babe you're a new level of wasted" he spoke, finally able to put him upright.

"babe? i'm 18! tyler liked when i called him babe once-"

"tyler isn't here, i thought you didn't like tyler?" something clicked in matty, and josh would've sensed it if he weren't so shitfaced.

"you're right," josh laughed lazily, "i like you. you're nice. reallynice"

without warning, consent, or time to react, matty smiled lightly then suddenly shot his lips on josh's. instantly, the drunken boy sucked in a short breath of air, he felt himself slightly tense up.

but he kissed back.

josh let go of matty, pushing against his chest, "you can't - you shouldn't - i shouldn't -"

the darkened brunette shushed him lightly, "you need this" he leaned back in yet josh pushed him away once more.

"tyler wouldn't like thi-"

"you don't like tyler. i know what you need right now, trust me." and with that his lips were on his again, before josh had time to think.

their lips were moving faster, taking seconds to be in sync. matty grinned as he felt josh's hand place itself on his upper hip, success, he thought. he went further.

•*•*•*•*•*•

tyler was tear stained, and alone. however three new friends were by his side, giving him all of the love he truly deserved. they were cuddled together on mel's huge bed, making sure tyler was safe and calm. brendon looked down at tyler lying on his chest, and smiled as he saw tylers tired eyes relax.

"you're too beautiful for him anyways" ashley muttered, making short eye contact with melanie as she waved her fingers through the poor boys hair.

"you guys are really nice" he whispered, a light smile ghosting his face as brendon kissed his forehead in a friendly way.

tyler sighed, his slight smile leaving his face, "we were so perfect" his voice was shaky, "he was so perfect"

"it'll be okay, just wait" melanie cooed.

tyler was exhausted. he muttered an, "maybeyoureright" and let his eyes close against brendons upper torso. he didn't want to wake up. he was perfectly comfortable like this, his new friends by his side.

ashley made a sad face, her lower lip jutting out. everyone felt their hearts break whenever they saw tyler sad. at this point, their hearts were in pieces.

"we should all get some sleep, i'm kinda tired too" brendon whispered, smiling lightly at his saddened friends.

"you're right" melanie sighed, "ashley come here i need you to sleep next to me i'm too gay to sleep next to bren"

"you know i'm bi right" brendon laughed lightly.

ashley moved to the other side of the mattress where melanie was sat. melanie kissed ashley's cheek and laid with her as their eyes drooped to a close.

soon after, the group was asleep. their breathing patterns mixing in unison, and their hearts booming in their chest. they were alive and well. yet secretly, they were so worried.