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Clara
____I swear to God, that son of a bitch. How could he?!
"Josh! You come here immediately and give me back my phone!" I yelled running after the strange haired boy, but he was too fast.
"Not until you tell me what's inside!" He yelled back and sprinted even more.
I gasped as I was pulled towards the other direction. I hit someone's body and grunted from the impact.
Raising my head I could see Tyler's serious face. "You know that if you ignore him, he'll get annoyed by the fact that he's not having the reaction he wants, and then he'll give your phone back, right? He probably even forgot the password." He raised his eyebrow.
This son of a bitch as well.
"He knows my fucking password cause he saw it earlier while I was unlocking it- wait... How did you know that he knew my password." I replied back amazed.
"Josh! Give her phone! She doesn't want to play-" He said with a straight face, basically ignoring me, and then looked at me with a goofy one before whispering. "or do you?"
I gasped blushing awkwardly and got rid of his embrace going towards Josh, who was actually coming back.
I snatched the phone out of his hand and huffed. Fucking Usain Bolt.
"Nice nude-"
"Nice try, I have no nudes on my phone." Groaning loudly I hit his chest.
Josh just chuckled, unbothered by my manner.
"I forgot the password right after I started to run so don't worry I didn't saw a thing." He reassured me and I turned around to face Tyler who I could hear hum.
"Not even a word Tyler, not even one." I warned.
His response was just a cocky grin.
"Fuck you."
"Gladly my little butcher."

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Silence || Tyler Joseph
FanfictionWhat is actually silence? A simple act of quietness or a simple act of defense?