House of Gold // Adopted by Tyler Joseph

Visits

"I'm Lily." I waved shyly. Dylan was out in the car, I was probably the last one to speak at today's meeting.

"And you all know my sexual abuse story." I got some nods. "And how I used partying to drown my sorrows. Or even cutting my hair all off." I joked. "But I found a guy. A sweet one who cares for me. And I haven't immediately had sex with him and left him, because he's so special to me. And I don't want to lose him." I got some supportive claps. "And I haven't been intimate with anyone since, when he found me in my most vulnerable state."

I walked out of the support group and into the lot.

Not only did I not fuck this guy yet, but I hadn't even kissed him. We went out to the movies once, but I was so intent on not losing him, that I didn't even ask if it was a date.

Dylan smiled so kindly at me as I skipped to his car. "How was it?" He seemed genuinely interested in my time spent there.

"Good as always. I opened up to everyone again today."

"Good, good." He drove us off to get a smoothie before he had to go back to set at Marvista Studios. I would take the time to record, and avoid yet more and more calls from Mom and Dad. Truth be told I hadn't heard from them as they left on a plane back home. It'd been a month and I felt they deserved it for not showing me the love I needed when in my crisis.

"Yeah." I blushed, thinking about telling the group about him today.

"The usual?" The barista asked when we arrived at our spot.

"Yeah with a chocolate muffin." Dylan pulled out his wallet as always, paying for me.

I'd always tried paying, but after weeks of attempting I gave up. He grabbed both smoothies as I took his muffin, leading us to a cozy table. Dyl pulled out my chair for me, I sat and crossed my legs.

A strawberry drink for me, and some nasty green garbage he called kale, for him. It tasted like pure vegetables but whatever.

"Oh the muffin was for you." He insisted.

"Trying to get me fat before my video shoot?" I teased.

"No, never. In fact, I think your body is perfect. Like, wow. Sorry that came off as pervy." He winced. "I'm sorry, really–"

"Relax." I laughed. Part of being with him was dealing with his little anxious rambles, and nervous tangents he'd go on about. Dylan was obviously embarrassed, but I thought it was cute. He was himself, and didn't have to apologize for it.

"Right. Well, today I have a kissing scene. Uhm, those are always really awkward."

"Yeah, so awkward for a twenty one year old." I rolled my eyes.

"Well most of my kisses have been on set." He explained.

"Yeah but you've been in a lot of scenes, haven't you? Dylan was super attractive, super kind, he had to have tons of exes, as I had only three, two in the public eye.

"A couple. I don't know I've only ever had one girlfriend, and we lasted a year from when I was fifteen to sixteen." He shrugged.

I almost choked on my muffin.

"One?"

"Yeah." He seemed like he regretted telling me.

"There's nothing wrong with that. I'm just surprised. Everybody dates each other here."

"Anyways. I think it's time we head back to my trailer. Hair and makeup starts in forty minutes." He sighed.

"You start early today?"