Limerence {Joshler} [COMPLETED]

29.show

Joshua was a blessing to see play his drums. His hair flew free, pink curls dancing with him bouncing on his seat, smashing the drums with a force Tyler was sure that would destroy them any second. His face was beautiful. Focussed, passionate and lost in his music. His beautiful tones arms, that Tyler loved having around him, glistening with droplets of sweat.
Tyler had the perfect little spot, just next to the stage, near Joshua's drums. Brendon sang really good, the other guys played a good show too, but to Tyler there was only one who stole the show. He was a masterpiece to look at.

When the show had finished, Joshua and his friends came backstage and Joshua looked at Tyler expectantly. "And, you liked it?"
Tyler nodded quickly. "O-oh my gosh, y-yes, you guys w-were amazing!" The others disappeared into the crowd that was now dancing to a DJ blasting some music.

"Y-you played a-amazing!" Joshua smiled big. "And y-you looked p-pretty good too. Like r-really good", Tyler chuckled, his face flushing at his own words.

"JOSHUA. ARE YA COMING?" Brendon yelled from a few meters behind them. Joshua nodded. "Fuck, I forgot." Tyler blushed a deeper red at Joshua's language. "F-forgot w-what?"
"We promised to hang with the crowd a bit after the show. Come." He reached his hand towards Tyler, who hesitantly accepted it. "Just stay with me, you'll be okay."

A few minutes later, Joshua made it's way through the crowd, a firm grip on Tyler's hand, holding him close behind him. Tyler could feel his heartrate speed up, and his breathing getting faster. He tried to calm himself, focussing on Joshua's hand around his own. Slow, deep breaths. Slow, deep breaths.

When they reached Brendon and the other two guys playing that night, without a warning Joshua's hand slipped out of his own, but was then placed securely on Tyler's hip. Joshua spoke to the crowd surrounding them, the boy admiring how easy he spoke to all kinds of people. Tyler just stood there, feeling so misplaced and his eyes started to burn and lungs hurt.

He knew what was happening, but he wasn't going to let it happen. Not here. Not now. Not with Joshua here. Not with Joshua's hand protectively on his waist.

But it did happen. Somehow Joshua's hand had slipped off his waist, him being pulled into the crowd of yelling guys but mostly screaming girls. They demanded his attention, and eventually Tyler stepped back, pushed away by all the people wanting to meet the band. Tyler was confused, the band wasn't that 'big' but apparently people wanted to know all about them. He wasn't used to this.

He got more and more lost until he couldn't find the bright pink curls anymore. His lungs burned in his chest, desperately trying to breath in oxygen. He blinked, his eyes filling up with tears as the panic hit him. His skin itched, he couldn't breathe, his heart nearly exploded, and all the music and noises merged into one big blurr of noise until it was completely silent and tears ran down his cheeks.

"J-Joshua?" No answer. Too silent. His throat was dry.
"Joshua??" He ran into a wall and dropped down to the floor, grabbing his head between his hands.
"JOSHUA!?" He screamed but the music and the people were too loud. There's no way he would hear and Tyler knew he would have to go through this alone. He was scared, so, so scared.
Face hidden behind his hands, rocking back and forth, throat sore and dry and he was barely hanging on.

"TYLER? Where's Ty-. O my god."