Dreamer. [joshler]

fourteen. Tease

-Josh-

"Good morning," I yawned, making Tyler yawn too.

"Wanna help me make breakfast?" I asked.

"Only if you carry me!" He beamed.

I gently sat up with him, catching a glance of white lace before his shirt fell and covered it. Why was his shirt-never mind it wasn't important.

"Piggyback," he spoke cheerfully.

I stood up and waited for him to stand up with me. Gracefully he jumped up and wrapped his arms around my neck and I took hold of his legs. He gasped ever so lightly as his bare thighs wrapped around my waist, I brushed it off, it was probably nothing. It seemed like the walk to the kitchen took forever, my mind kept drifting the feeling of him pressed against my back and his legs wrapped-I need to stop. Gently I had set Tyler down once we were in the kitchen, he wanted to make french toast. I helped him get the supplies and taught him how to make them, he wasn't a great cook. It was cute though.

-

"Hey Josh, is it okay if I go out? I'll be back in a little," I looked up at Tyler as he entered the room.

It was a little late, weird to leave at a time like this. But he is a free man, he can do whatever he wants. His outfit caught my eye, he wore ripped skinny jeans and a small beige top that just barely showed a little bit of his stomach. I gave him a wary glance.

"I don't mind." I didn't need to be bossing him around and telling him how to dress, it's not like we're dating.

That word struck me hard when it shouldn't have. I watched him happily smile and skip out the door, it was quiet after that. I was actually a little sad that Tyler left, I couldn't tell if it was because of what I suspected he was going to go do or because of the fact that he didn't invite me. Who knows, probably nothing.

-

Tyler was gone for hours, I had fallen asleep a while ago but my phone had waken me up. I lifted it and answered groggily, not even looking to see who it was.

"Hello-" I was cut off by sniffling.

"Joshie can you c-come get me please?" It was Tyler, he sounded scared.

I immediately sat up with full alert.

"Where are you?" I asked sternly.

"M'at the...bar just down the street like a block down-think. M'hidin' in the bathroom–" he was cut off by a loud noise and he gasped.

"Hold on stay right there I'm coming to get you." I assured him, staying calm.

"Please hurry Joshie–" he whimpered lightly before the line was cut off.

My heart raced, was he hurt? I'd kill anyone who hurt Tyler. I speedily got up and grabbed my car keys, I knew walking Tyler home would be a bad idea. I started the engine, not even waiting for it to warm up and sped off down the road. I knew exactly what bar he was at, it was the only bar around and it was very popular.

When I arrived there I hastily parked and stormed into the crowded bar, immediately I went straight for the bathrooms. When I walked in it was empty, but a sound caught my attention.

"N-no no p-please got off of-me–" it was Tyler.

I looked around the room for him when my eyes landed on two pairs of feet peeking from the stalls. I ran over to them and sure enough Tyler was trapped in one with some dirty old guy. Numb skull left the stall door wide open. I reached in and grabbed the freak by his collar, pulling him out and landing my fist right in his nose. He yelled in pain and stumbled back, glancing at me before inching towards the door.