The Only Way To Go Is Up: Tyler Joseph X Reader

18

After the day we all spent out together, I didn't get to spend much time with Tyler. They've both beem extremely busy working on their career even though they're supposed to be on vacation. They really do deserve a break with how much effort they've been putting out.

My phone begins to ring so I pick it up. I don't recognize the number so I just ignore the call. Before putting my phone back down I see the date and my heart stops. There's only three more days of our long vacation; there are only three more days for me to be with Tyler.

I groan as I plop down backwards onto the bed. I should tell Tyler that I'll have to leave. The sooner I tell him the better. I text Tyler to see if I could stop by his room to talk with him.

Tyler's POV:
I pace back and forth across the room,  panicking internally.

"(Y/N), that's a really cool shirt. Have you thought about dating that band's lead singer?" I practice saying. I shake my head amd groan. "Ugh what if she isn't even wearing a TØP shirt? This would never work!"

Why does it have to be so hard to think of an original way to ask someone to be your girlfriend? (Y/N) deserves only the best way for me to ask her.

My phone dings, startling me out of my thoughts. I look at it and see that I got a text from (Y/N). I read through it, glad to have something to distract myself.

"Shoot!" I say out loud. She wants to stop by my room, but I don't think I'm ready to ask her to be my girlfriend. I still don't known what to say or how to say it; all I know is that I want to do it today. I'm getting an odd feeling that my chances are getting smaller the longer I wait. I begin to grow even more nervous than before.

(Y/N) POV:
I get myself dressed and ready to go before heading out of the room. I make my way to the elevator and then to the room right under mine. I knock on the door and Tyler opens it welcomingly.

"Hey!" Tyler says. "It's about time you came here and didn't make me go upstairs."

I laugh as I wrap my arms around him for a hug. I begin to feel a bit sad when I realize that this is probably going to be one of my last hugs with Tyler.

"Tyler, there's something we should talk about." I reluctantly pull away from the hug.

Tyler nods his head. "Yeah, there's somethings I need to talk to you about too."

"Well, you can go first," I tell him, trying to find a way to stall.

"You should go first. You did just walk all the way down here, so it must be pretty important," Tyler insists.

I cross my arms over his chest. "It wasn't that far of a walk."

Tyler smiles. "Still, I want to know what you have to say."

"Well, our vacation is almost over and..." I try to think of the best way to say this. At first I was only going to tell Tyler that our vacation is almost over, but my plans had changed while on the way here. "I've decided that to help with the transition back I'm going to start living as close to my normal life as possible which doesn't involve you."

I regret saying it as soon as I see the hurt look on Tyler's face. "What do you mean?"

I can feel the tears building up, but I refuse to cry in front of Tyler. "Since we won't be able to talk after this vacation, I think it would be best if we distanced ourselves from each other."

"Are you sure?" Tyler asks. It looks like he's about to cry too.

"Yes," I answer, determined to stick to my plan.

Tyler looked dissapointed. "If that's really what you want than okay."

"Thank you Tyler," I say.

This is what I want, right? This will make things easier for me; I end things between us before Tyler has to. I don't need to deal with Tyler breaking my heart.

"I've got to get going," I lie since I know I won't be able to hold my tears back much longer. I run off before both Tyler and I can say anything else.

When I get back to the hotel room I collapse onto the bed. I feel horrible for suddenly cutting Tyler out of my life, but I did what I had to to protect my own heart. If I had let things develope more between us, leaving would have been even harder. It's better for things to be this way.

Things still don't feel right, though. If this is the best way than why does it feel so wrong?

Tyler's POV:
I watch (Y/N) as she dashes off to the elevator. I feel as if a part of my heart was just violently ripped out of my chest.

How could I have let her go that easily? I should have told her how I feel! I don't care about the distance between us, I just want to be with her! No one has ever made me feel the way she does. She taught me about emotions I didn't even know I had. I just don't believe love is for me after a disaster like this.

The tears I was holding back begin to spill out. I didn't want to make (Y/N) feel bad. She shouldn't have to stick with me only because she feels guilty.

I wipe my teara with my sleeve and go back into the room, accepting the heartbreak I feel.

I remember one of the first things (Y/N) has ever said to me, that when you hit rock bottom, the only way to go is up. Well, right now feels pretty rock hard, but I don't see any way for things to go up.

The End

A/N:
Okay before you all kill me, there definitely will be a second book. I felt like ending this first one would be a good idea so I can get the 2nd one organized with a more mapped out story line. If you couldn't tell, the plot changed several times while I wrote this. I want to make the 2nd book better than this one. I felt like this story was kinda just thrown together. I will be starting the 2nd book once finals are over so it'll be a while, but I hope it'll be worth it. I love you guys and thank you so much for supporting me. Bye!💛💛💛