tyler watched as josh started becoming slightly annoyed and felt somehow content with himself for unknown reasons.
"hey, what if his parents are home?" gerard suddenly asked, some fear laced in his voice.
tyler turned to look at him with an annoyed look on his face. "not the time to think of that. and this was your idea, anyway."
gerard huffed slightly as tyler turned his attention back to the boy on the balcony, only to find out that he was now being a boy somewhere else.
"fuck," he muttered under his breath, glancing at all the windows of the house, trying to see some kind of movement.
when he saw nothing, he turned back to gerard with a worried face.
"where's that little shit?"
"i don't know, i don't have a tracker placed into him," gerard said, shrugging.
"y-you should l-l-leave," the boy suddenly shouted from one of the windows on the higher level, making tyler jump a bit.
tyler looked him in the eyes and sighed. "why's that?"
"i-i'm c-calling the cops," the boy replied, holding up a phone for tyler and gerard to see.
"fuck, gerard," tyler gasped, starting to hit his red-haired friend's arm.
gerard turned to look at tyler before turning his head to look at the boy, who was clearly now talking with someone on the phone.
"t-they're coming," the boy shouted as he removed the phone from his ear.
surely enough, sirens started sounding in the distance, and tyler and gerard shared a frightened look.
"fuck, we gotta bounce, like, five years ago!" gerard said, grabbing tyler by his jacket and dragging him after himself while running towards the fence they had climbed over.
"dude, this is way too much fucking excitement," tyler groaned as he finally planted his feet on the ground properly, starting to run beside his friend.
"just run, complaints can be filed later!" gerard spat, reaching the fence and practically throwing himself on top of it.
tyler followed suit, and as he turned to look back he could already see the red and blue lights sweeping the neighbourhood. he quickly let himself fall off the fence, and landed on the concrete on the other side, positive he just twisted his ankle.
"i'm the fucking dollar store version of spider-man. for real, dude."
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careless // joshler
Fanfictionjosh had been watching the brown-haired boy for a while, and he was certain he wasn't okay. // tyler knew a boy with obnoxiously purple hair had been watching him, and he was getting annoyed.
