Tyler's POV
I walked through the crowds of people,with my head low as my body was pushed back and fourth by the people surrounding me. I finally made it to the lunchroom and sat at my table in the corner.
Brendon sat down beside me but no one seemed to notice. He leaned down to whisper in my ear,
"Stay away from Josh...hes mine..."
He paused,and then continued.
"...tell anyone...and I'll hurt you..."
I looked up to face him,he wasn't going to hurt Josh too.
"Look Br-Brendon you can beat me a-nd hit me and p-push me around and put me down a-as much as y-you want,but for as lo-long as I am still br-breathing you will not.touch.Josh."
I struggled through my stutters trying to get my point across,and seem like I was strong.
Brendon grabbed my wrist and I yelped in pain.
"Dont you ever,talk to me like that again...got it?!"
I looked down as tears stung the backs of my eyes,until he finally released my wrist and walked off to his table.
I brought my arm under the table and looked at my wrist,it was bleeding again. I carefully pulled my sleeve back over the cuts as my eyes searched the room for Josh.
I didn't see him anywhere,but I wasnt eating so I decided to go find him.I checked the office and the halls and even outside,until I finally found him in a locked stall in the bathroom. I could hear him quietly sobbing.
I rapped my cold knuckles against the stall door,and the sobs immediately quieted.
"...J-Josh...is that y-you...are you o-ok-okay...?"
I asked quietly hoping he was alright,noticing that now my vision was blurred thanks to the tears in my eyes.
"...I'm fine...dont worry about me..."
He slowly replied.
"...oh Josh....."
And then after a few moments,
"...p-please just le-t me in..."
I softly asked him. I then heard the lock twist and I was now standing in front of the yellow haired boy.
I hugged him,and buried my face in his shirt. He was just tall enough that he could place his head on top of mine,as he did.
I slowly and weakly smiled and then looked up at him,stepping back,and wiped his tears away.
"Y-you do-nt have t-to tell m-e..."
I quietly said,hoping that he would. He flashed a fake and very weak smile at me before quickly dropping it.
He looked down at the ground,
"...thank you Tyler...i-i really appreciate that...but I dont think I'm ready to talk about it..."
I gently nodded and our gazes met as we locked eyes. He had the most beautiful caramel mocha eyes I had ever seen. And his eyelashes were dark and long. He really did know how to leave me speechless...he was breathtaking,even if his eyes and nose were puffy and pink from his crying.
Josh looked to my lips and I noticed I was biting them softly. I stopped,and then started blushing as I felt my face heat up and I looked down to my vans.
Josh was now also biting his lip and blushing.
Then out of nowhere Josh cupped my face into his had with the other ,pulling me closer to him, on my lower back, as he kissed me.JOSHUA DUN WAS KISSING ME!
I was shocked,but I didnt want him to stop at any rate,so I let his tongue roam every inch of my mouth.
Then ever so slowly Josh's hand started sliding down my back and into the waistband of my jeans,...and then my underwear.
Josh realized what he was doing to me and pulled away from the kiss,but keeping his hands where they were.
"...Tyler...am I moving too fast...?"
Josh almost whipered into my ear. I didn't know him that well but I felt connected to him in a way I couldn't explain.
"...no..."
I said in a very breathy voice,but then I rethought what i had said.
"...b-ut maybe we sh-should wait till we know each o-ther a bit b-better...?"
I suggested hoping he would understand.
"I was thinking the same thing"
Josh said smirking before giving me a soft peck on the lips. He slid both of his hands to my waist as he did so,and I couldn't help but blush.We agreed to meet up later at his house,and the time just couldn't go by fast enough. I was ready to see that gorgeous Josua Dun again...
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Tyler's Angel-Book One-A Joshler Fanfic
FanfictionBook one: Tyler is a boy struggling to live,battling against his own self destructive mind. The only person that has always stayed with him is the voice of a demon that lives in his head. He feels broken and worthless as he drifts through life hople...