Tyler Joseph Imagines

Tell him (Pt. 1)

Reaaaal short this one, the second part to this will be up tomorrow.

Summary : The one where you are both in high school and you want to tell him your feelings for him but he walks off

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"I just...Man I really don't know what to do. I don't wanna be like so obvious but he just", you groaned and rested your head in your hands. Your best friend laughed and patted your shoulder, "Damn I have never seen you like this. Not over a boy."  To you he was not just a boy, Tyler was much more. "But I only have like a few days to make my move and I don't know how or what", you looked her dead straight into the eye and then grabbed her collar, "What should I do?"

You might not have been best friends with Tyler but you were still pretty good friends. You guys had known each other for about 5 years and you started crushing on him shortly after. Now school was nearly over and all you wanted to do was confess your feelings that you had for him. "Y/N...I'm sorry but you don't even know if you are going to see each other after school. He might move away to do something else", you knew she didn't just want to get you down but rather help you rationalise your actions. "I know. He told me he thought about staying here but still I just can't life with this anymore. I just need to tell him.", you sighed and sat back in your seat. "I think there you have your answer of what you should do. Just tell him." You shook your head at first but after letting it settle in for a while you might even consider it.

The day after you leaned against a tree during lunch break with your best friend sitting next to you. "I think I will tell him today", you break the comfortable silence you sat in. "What?", she asked leaning her head back against the tree waiting for your answer. You followed her suit and leaned your head also against the bark, you closed your eyes enjoying the sun on your face before answering. "I'm gonna tell Tyler. I'm gonna tell him how I feel, that I love him", you answered kind of hesitating between sentences. There was now reaction from your friend for a few seconds. "Well I don't think you have to do that anymore...", it wasn't more than a whisper and and your stomach dropped as soon as you opened your eyes. Not more than two feet away from you there he was. No way he did not hear what you had just said, great.
"Tyler"
"Y/N"
"Tyler; I'm sorry you were not supposed to hear that.", you stand up to face him. "I can't. I hope you will forgive me but I can't", before you could react he had turned around and left.