I Think I Love You ✔️{Tysh}
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  • Parts 15
  • Time 19m
  • Reads 2,504
  • Votes 120
  • Parts 15
  • Time 19m
Complete, First published May 16, 2017
Joshua suffers with depression and his life is falling apart. He wants to let go. Tyler didn't let him.

*I completely respect their wives and I know joshler/tysh isn't real. this was my first fanfic. i was young and dumb :/

**and the cover is mine! that's my old user that i don't feel like updating so don't worry i didn't steal anything :]
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54 parts Ongoing

BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.