Noose // Joshler

Can't Stop Thinking About, If And When I Die For It

Josh's POV

A big smile and watery eyes. We stared into each other's glassy eyes. 

I couldn't stop myself. I leaned in, tears still running down my face, making my lips touched his. Our lips slowly danced against each others. My hand made it's way to the side of his face, cupping it gently. 

The kiss was soon over. Maybe too soon. My heart fluttered when I saw his face after. It was dusted with a pink blush. I let out a small chuckle. I was soon joined with his light giggles. 

"Stop being so cute," Johnny groaned as he walked into the room. I huffed and rolled my eyes. 

Johnny walked over to Brian. 

I noticed them intertwine fingers. I smiled. They were cute too. I looked back down at Tyler, who was staring at me. I blush slightly.

Tyler kissed me on the cheek. I slowly ran my fingers through his hair. I looked into his eyes, soon finding myself lost. 

Tyler was asleep. I was lightly dosing in the chair beside his bed when I was awoken by a loud groan. I jumped up, checking on Tyler. 

"Shit." I jumped slightly at the familiar voice. 

Tyler was still asleep. I look over and see that Dallon wasn't in his bed.

I looked over at the doorway. A dark figure was slowly standing up. 

"Dallon?" I asked quietly, not wanting to wake anyone else up. I quietly walk over to the figure and help them balance. I tried to make out who it was in the darkness. I looked over the face a few times before determining that it was Dallon. 

"Dallon, what the hell?" I asked, whisper screaming. I was careful not to touch his wounded arm. I heard him groan, probably in a great deal of pain. I sighed and shook my head, slowly walking him back to his bed. I helped him into the bed and tucked him in. 

I turned to leave and go back to my chair when his hand gripped my wrist tightly. I remembered Tyler doing that the day we met. I smiled slightly at the good parts of the memory. I turned my head to look at him. 

He smashed his lips into mine. My eyes widened, and I tried to push him away, I failed, so, I tried to pry his hand off of my wrist. 

"J-Josh?" A small voice came from beside me. This distracted Dallon for a second, his grip loosened. I pulled away from him and held my wrist to my chest. 

What just happened?