Josh Dun Imagines [1]

Heathens VIII

This series of Heathen, warnings are: Sexual content, violence, drug use

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The smell of drugs and smog on the ceiling, Josh had my hand in his. "Ashley? It's the gang." Tyler says, "Fuck off! I never gotten a knock assholes." She shouts in the other room. "Hey, bitch we need medical help! Now get your lazy ass off your husband's dick!" Brendon shouts, hearing the strong and heavy footsteps that showed anger she can out till she made contact to Josh's shoulder. "Why bring him here? Sorry wrong hospital, dipshits." She says. "We under polices trackers can you just help us?" Brendon says. "Fine, take him in here." I helped Josh over to a room that looked almost like a tattoo place. 

"Do you have any kits?" Sarah asked, Halsey nods, "Gerald has a lot of it because he can be a dick and destroy the whole place." She walks out. I sat by Josh's side, holding his hand. "You guys can't be here long! They're gonna find you and they'll arrest me. But I have someone who can help you." Halsey comes back in. "Look, we've seen a lot of people but three of our people died and we can't just run around in a maze like mice waiting to reach a dead end that's probably place with a rat trap."

"Now... or never." She says. "You have the night. Leave in the afternoon." She adds before leaving the room. "Josh needs to heal.--"

"No. I can make it. Just get the bullet out and patch me up I'll be fine." I thought hard, ways to just leave the country, go to Europe without them knowing but we were on the news. Everyone knows about us, till I thought about family. "Does Halsey have a phone?"

"No, she doesn't call people for drugs." Brendon says sarcastically. I throw a paper roll at him to shut him up. "I'll be back." I kissed Josh before heading out to find the phone. "Hi, L/N resident."

"Leo, it's me."

"What the hell, Y/N. I told you to call me when it was an emergency."

"That's why I'm calling you." I said. "What do you want?" He asked. "I need seven tickets to Europe."

"What the fuck, what are you having a party?--"

"We fucking on Polices radars and I need fucking money for the tickets and we need flights tomorrow. God damn it, Leo just buy the fucking tickets then you can go back to your fucking pornhub life."

"Fuck you." He says. "Buy them." I said. "I bought them."

"Send them to this number. Since we're not that far from your house, we heading over and taking your money. So take everything out of your account."

"God you sound like dad." He says. "Do it.--"

"I got it, Jesus Christ Y/N what the hell did you get yourself into?"

"It's called Hell." I said.

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After getting the money, we rushed out of the house and headed over to the airport. We changed our appearances due to Jenna and Sarah's as makeup professionals. I almost felt like a different person to be honest. Josh's hair, he thought to buzz cut it. He looked different but if you looked closely and was more smarter you could tell it was him. I had my hood on, pretending to be cold. "It's really cold today isn't it?" I asked the lady, smiles softly. She scanned the tickets that I printed off the phone when Leo sent it and she smiles softly. 

"Have a safe flight." I smiled before taking the gang to the metal detectors. "Keep your head low, but smile once." I whispered to them, Brendon's hair was more messed up other than being combed back. Tyler also cut his hair short, Jenna put her hair in a messy bun wearing a very large scarf. Sarah was just Sarah, but she eye contacts making her eyes more lighter blue.

"Hey how you doing?" Josh smiles softly at the officer, she smiles before scanning him then nods at him. After the others finished we quickly rushed to the plane and we sat in our seats. "How?" Josh looks over, I look at him. "How did you...?" I smiled. "Don't thank me. Thank Leo." I look out too see the plane beginning to take off. "Where are we going?" He asks. "Milan... Italy." Josh placed his hand on mt thigh. "Would you like anything, sir?" Josh glances up, "Two cups of water? Thank you." She nods. 

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"Excuse me can you--..." Brendon sighs trying to grab someone for help. "She's a bitch." Brendon muttered, "Let me try." I push pass and tapped a woman's shoulder." Puoi aiutarci a trovare un hotel." The guys gave shock expressions. She nods, guiding us to a large van. "What did you say?" Josh asked. "I asked for a hotel." I say, he nods, "Impressive."

The lady drove us to a hotel and we bought the hotel. "I know it will be difficult but we may be here in Europe for a long time." 

"What about the police? They'll find us." Brendon says. "We can't talk about this now, Bren. We all have separate rooms. Josh and I take this one, your guys' are through that door, it's a whole suite." Everyone goes to their bedrooms while Josh and I start to go to bed. "Josh? You coming?" I asked, unclasping my bra under my tank top. He was staring at the window before he closes the curtains. "Yeah. I'm coming." He almost sounded worried, like he knows he's being followed. "What's going on?" I asked, he shakes his head. "Nothing." He says. 

I sighed before laying my head on his chest while falling asleep.

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Josh stayed awake. He had to make a plan, till someone knocked on the door. Josh slowly gets off the bed, keeping Y/N asleep before walking over to the door. Looking through the peep whole, they spoke up, "Open the door." A female voice said. "What do you want?" He asks, no answer was heard so he opened it but the chain was still attached to the door frame. "FBI." She pulls out her badge. "I know who you are. Just leave us alone."

"You were committed for murder for millions of people. You and the whole gang have to come with me."

"No." He says, she sighs, "Look, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way. Hard way is, causing a scene to everyone, calling the SWAT, police, or you can just turn all of yourselves in without any lead in your body."

"Or you can fuck off and get a new job." She backs up and pulls her gun out of her holster. "Don't make me shoot you, Josh."

"Do it. I'm used to it. It's not my first. You know how many times you shot me but never cuffed me. It was always your partner who did. If you can shoot me then you can kill me. You won't have to deal with me."

Someone grabs Josh from behind placing a towel on his face. "I'm sorry, Josh." Someone says before Josh falls asleep.

A next chapter coming up tomorrow. BTW I turned 14!! Yesterday, Dec 21st, and CONGRATULATIONS TO JOSH AND DEBBY DUN. JOSH HAS PROPOSED TO HER IN NEW ZEALAND!!!