josh-hey

newsies memes are my favorite thing so here are just the ones i can list off the top of my head
  • max’s mom brought cookie cake
  • poor g U Y ’S HEAD IS SPInNING
  • santa fe dance break (1992)
  • you mean like a strike?
  • whatever i toucH starts to riiiiseeee ;)
  • 30 year old 15 year olds
  • ben fankhauser’s spit in hd
  • the world is yer erster
  • ya what
  • yA FANCY CLAM WIDDA POIL INSOIDE
  • so apparently am-scray is really just scram in pig language
  • that one time mike faist danced so hard he put his foot through a chair
  • that other time akb forgot his strike banner so he just yelled in jeremy’s face for like 5 seconds
  • spot conlon aka the freckled gnome we never knew we needed
  • Newsies Got Swag
  • i LOVE chik-fil-a. especially the lemonade.
  • literally anything from BWAS
  • jerjor’s curtain call from newsies live
  • max casella and his kazoo
  • the Alleyway scene that was Totally Heterosexual ya lol sure jan
  • hey josh why don’t they have overalls in american eagle?
  • cause this isn’t 1944
  • iwasstakinoutthecircusandheardsomeonesaythatconeysreallyhotbutwhenigettheretherewasspotwithallhiscronies
  • thats disgusting
  • thats just business
  • davey’s snake facts
  • tARANTULAS?!
  • ill call ya sweetheart if u spot me fifty papes
  • it’s all fun and games until act 2
  • tommy bracco’s typo in the credits lol rip
  • “a little town out west that’s spankin’ new” yeah right santa fe was founded in like the 1500s
  • Jack “Pretentious" Kelly

feel free to add more

6

This history, uh… Starts in Columbus, Ohio. And, uh… There was few years ago, and, that was before Josh and I were able to make money playing music. And, uh, I called him up and I said “Hey Josh, you wanna come over to my rental house and watch the GRAMMYs?”, and he said “Yeah, who’s hanging in there?”, I said “A couple of my roommates, just coming to watch the GRAMMYs with us”, and, uh, as we were watching we noticed that every single one of us was in our underwear… And, seriously, Josh turned to me and we were no one at that time, he turned to me and he said “You know, if we ever go to the GRAMMYs, if we ever win a GRAMMY, we should receive it just like this”.

blue monday

Title: Blue Monday
Pairing: Josh Dun/Reader
Rating: Very Mature
Warnings: Dirty talk, spanking, choking, super kinky raunchy jealous Josh. There’s blindfolding, toys, handcuffs, aaaand name calling, because I don’t know how to be normal.
A/N: SURPRISE. I’m so terribly sorry I haven’t written any Josh stuff in a while, I’ve been working like a dog to get this one finished. Like I said, it’s pretty kinky and fun, so I really hope you guys like it. Also, blue haired Josh is tops, so that’s what I was imagining the whole time. Thanks to @bringbacktomdelonge​ for helping me stay focused.

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Pretend Boyfriend

Marinette was roaming around the neighbourhood looking for some inspirations to spark an idea for a new design she had in mind but can’t seem to get a clear picture of what. The sun was out but it a bit breezy, Marinette had started to think maybe she should’ve listened to her mom about bringing a sweater with her. She was just strolling around the park and her stomach started to growl. It was the late afternoon, and Marinette hasn’t had lunch yet. Luckily for Marinette, across the park from her, there was a hot dog stand. 

“One hot dog with mustard on it, please,” Marinette said as she pulls out $2 from her little purse. As she waits for her hot dog to finish, a boy around her age walks up to the stand. 

“Make that two,” the teenage boy said to the man running the stand. Then he turns to Marinette, “Hey, I’m Josh.” The boy had shaggy sandy hair with a chiseled jawline. 

“Hi, I’m Marinette.” She said awkwardly, not knowing why he had striked up a conversation with her. 

The boy was trying to flex without letting the girl he’s trying to impress her and in hopes she just happened to noticed his biceps. “I’m new here, I’m visiting my aunt here in Paris. I’m German.”

“Germany, um, wow. Cool.” Marinette mumbled. Wishing for the hot dog to be ready soon.

The boy pushed his hair to the side, “I know. So, you want to show me around?”

“P-pardon?” Wide eyed, Marinette stuttered out. 

“Show me around, you know, get some coffee, talk.” 

“Uh,” before Marinette could answer, her hot dog was ready. “Sorry, I’m kind of busy right now. Maybe next time?” She grab her hot dog to quickly walked away. As soon she left the park, she slowed down and let out a sigh of relief. 

“Gosh Tikki, that was scary,” Marinette told Tikki who was eating a cookie in her purse. 

“Oh Marinette, he’s just a boy.” Tikki said giggling. Then they heard the boy cry out again. 

“There you are Margret!” He shouted as he runs towards Marinette with his hot dog. 

“Marinette.” She corrected him. 

“What?” He said, out of breath.

Marinette sighed, “My name is Marinette.” 

The boy just nodded, not really listening to Marinette. Again, Marinette started to walk again. The boy jogged up to Marinette and placed his arm around her shoulders. She tried to shrug off his arm but he kept it on her shoulders. Marinette was clearly uncomfortable but the boy didn’t noticed, or he did and just didn’t care. Marinette tried multiple different ways to hint at the German boy that she didn’t want him around her. She even tried to flat out tell him, but he just cutting her off. Marinette was about give up trying, he just wouldn’t leave her alone. Finally, she grabbed his arm and fling it off of her. 

“What the hell was that for!” He yelled at her as he rubbed his arm, trying to soothe the pain.

Just then a white limo pulled up beside them. Adrien’s limo. He got out, he was in his modeling clothes. He was wearing a classic black and white suit and tie. “What’s going on here?” He asked worryingly, he had saw the whole thing.

“None of your business,” Josh answered but kept his glaze towards Marinette. 

“Adrien!” Marinette exclaimed. 

“Wait, you guys know each other?” Josh asked, looking at the both of them.”

Adrien saw how uncomfortable Marinette was feeling. “Of course, I’m her boyfriend.”

“Her boyfriend?”

“My boyfriend?!”

The two said in sync. 

Adrien smiled and picked up Marinette’s hand and interlocked it with his. Marinette’s heart was pounding. The last time they held hands, was when they went to a haunted house with Alya and Nino and left them in the dark together. During the time, Adrien took Marinette’s hand so they won’t separate from each other. When they came out of the house, Alya and Nino were waiting for them outside. Alya took a picture of them hold hands. Which is now Marinette’s wallpaper on her phone. 

“Prove it.” Josh told them, “Kiss.” 

Marinette’s face was red as Nathaniel’s hair. But of course, Marinette didn’t think Adrien would help Marinette to the extreme as to kiss her. Before she could confess that they weren’t dating, Adrien lend in towards her and lightly kissed the top of her nose. Marinette was sure that entire of Paris could hear her heart pounding. She felt lightheaded and was completely overwhelmed. 

“A kiss on the lips.” The boy commanded. 

But Adrien just shook his head. “We don’t have to kiss just so you’ll know when to back off. Marinette clearly didn’t want to be bothered, but yet, you kept pestering her.” 

The boy was angry, but Adrien continued. “If she didn’t feel comfortable with your arm around her, then you should’ve let her be. She didn’t allow you to do that. And even if I was her boyfriend or not, you got to respect her as a human.”

Marinette was wide eyed. She felt her heart skip a beat every second that he talked. The boy was angry that he stormed off. Adrien turned to Marinette, his face was just as red as Marinette’s. “Sorry about that. I was being hypocritical. I just wanted him to leave you alone.” 

Marinette gently shook her head, “No, it’s okay. Thank you. For everything. I didn’t know how to get away from him. Thank you for helping me.” They both were staring into each other’s eyes, it felt like time stopped. But time is time, and it kept going. 

Adrien’s phone buzzed in his suit pocket. He let go of her hand to get his phone.  Marinette didn’t realize that they were still holding hands with him until he let go of her hand. It just felt like their hands fitted perfectly with each other’s. Now her hand felt empty. She stared at it. It was a message from his dad. “Sorry, I have to go. Do you want a ride home?” 

“Uh, no. It’s okay. Thanks.” Marinette said to him, trying not to be awkward. She quickly waved at him before walking back home. Adrien smiled at her, and walked to his limo. Once he got in, he stared at his hand, the one he held Marinette’s hand with. And he smiled once more. 

I feel like Disney's evolution of gay LeFou was like:

“Hey, Josh Gad would be great as LeFou, he has experience as a funny bumbling heterosexual manly sidekick!”

“Lol that character of LeFou from back in the day is actually quite homoerotic lol”

“Let’s re-write some lines to make them sound even more homoerotic”

“Hey wait up, Josh Gad is acting this character as the campest man on the planet”

“Lol whatevs let’s throw some even more homoerotic jokes in there hahaha shooting from behind get it”

“Let’s throw in some wistful homoerotic subtext too… why do you need a girlfriend when you have LeFou, Gaston?”

“Fuck this has gone really far people are going to pick up on this, let’s tell the press we’re aware of it and gain some diversity points”

“People are going to be offended by this unless we somehow make it canon QUICK FILM TWO SECONDS OF HIM DANCING WITH A MAN”

I Hate That I Love You

Title: I Hate That I Love You

Requests: Hey , do you think you could do an imagine where , the reader is Josh’s best friend , and despite how long they been friends she is scared to talk about it with him ? Maybe get some rain action ? And a sappy ending ? I l or sappy endings with kisses ☺️❤️ this would be great , love your work .

Hey! I was wondering if you could write just a SUPER fluffy imagine with Josh. I need some good fluff rn before midterms.

Characters: Josh Dun x Reader, Tyler Joseph

Warnings: Underage drinking, cursing

A/N: I know the requests ask for fluff and I promise part 2 (and maybe 3 if I want to make it longer) will be fluffy!

Part 2 - It’s Always Been You

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hourglass

Title: Hourglass
Pairing: Tyler Joseph/You/Josh Dun
Rating: Mature.
Warning: Daddy kink, dirty talk, voyeurism, light bondage.
A/N: So if this goes over well, and people seem to enjoy the concept, this is going to be part of a series kinda. Different adventures on the same timeline. Also, this is another long one, almost 4.6k. Sorry, lol. Anyway, enjoy, lemme know what you think, and keep sending in those requests.

(Upcoming stuff: more Josh, some Jai, maybe something with Tyler. And I’m contemplating posting some SVU stuff I’ve been working on. We’ll see.)

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anonymous asked:

can you do a fic or imagine where josh is late to someone's funeral (like a family member or something) and realizes he wants to bring flowers so on his way he steals some from the readers garden!!! fluff if you can :) love you tay xoxo

JOSH DUN IMAGINE

Warnings: death mention, poor sappy sad josh. 

Note: I’m so sorry that I take so long to update and write. I’ve been in a bad place lately, but I’m trying to pull out of it. You guys are the best, thanks for sticking with me through all this stuff and being so supportive!! honestly idek what this is, I wrote this half asleep all while eating an unhealthy amount of pasta, so please excuse the inevitable typos that you will find. But anyway here’s a kinda sad, kinda fluffy mess of a fic. 

Josh is late. In every sense of the word, he is so late. He’s even still in his work uniform, grey polo shirt scratching uncomfortably under his rain jacket. His hands are freezing and he doesn’t even have any flowers. Ashley is going to be so mad.

He’s power walking, well aware he probably looks like a mom tracking down six kids in a crowded mall (thinking of that makes his heart clench in his chest). There’s one more street to walk down–he refuses to drive there, it makes it feel too real. He stuffs shaking hands in his pockets and turns the corner.

Josh doesn’t have flowers. He’s visiting for the first time since it happened, he’s late, and he doesn’t have flowers.

He’s a block away when he sees them, the roses growing almost chaotically over a small light pink fence. He stops and looks down at them, then around. No one’s watching, so he crouches and picks a decent handful, murmuring a few sorries as the stems snap. He notes the house number and reminds himself to write a thank you note before standing up and continuing on his way.

Everyone’s already there when Josh arrives, eyes watery from the wind. Ashley gives him a look that would’ve been terrifying if not for the red around her eyes, and Josh mouths his apology while passing out hugs.

With a deep breath he crouches and places the six roses at the base of the polished stone. “Hi, mum.” Josh whispers, pressing a kiss into his hand and then to her name. “Sorry I’m late.”

I miss you. I stole these flowers for you, the old lady they belong to probably noticed already. My boss gave me a few extra sick days because she knows. I’m tired of everyone knowing. I love you.

It happens seven times in the course of two months, and Josh really doesn’t mean to make it a habit, but he can never seem to remember the flowers until he’s well on his way, and there are so many of them in the garden that he hardly feels bad. He never got around to writing the note.

He’s sitting in front of the grave with a bunch of daisies. “The girls miss you.” Josh says quietly, arranging the flowers nicely along the stone. The white is almost too bright to look at. “We all miss you, mum.” He whispers, feeling a tear run down his cheek. “Today at work a girl brought in her therapy dog. She was behind the counter with me and her dog—I can’t remember it’s name, but it spent the whole time licking my shoe. Reckon he knows, too? Anyway, it was nice. Maybe I should get a dog.”

Josh never means to cry but he always ends up doing it. It takes about twenty minutes for him to be able to breathe again, then he says goodbye and walks the three blocks to his car.

He usually visits once a week, sometimes one of his sisters comes with him. If it’s Abigail, they go get ice cream after. If it’s Ashley, which it usually is, they get coffee and don’t talk about it.

It’s running on month six when Josh sees her. He’s holding a beautiful bunch of chrysanthemums by his side, when he notices that there’s someone in the window holding the curtain aside. They make eye contact, and Josh feels very guilty. She doesn’t look angry, although there’s a noticeable furrow between her eyebrows. She’s wearing a cotton bathrobe and holding a mug of coffee. Josh could use some coffee.

He doesn’t know what to do, so he just smiles and holds up the flowers. Then turns on his heels and walks as quickly as he can.

“It’s not an old lady, mum, it’s a girl. She saw me today, caught me red handed.” Josh mumbles, laughing a bit to himself as he clears away some old flowers and places the new ones. “She didn’t do anything though, so I think I’m okay.” His voice cracks as he says it, and then, as usual, starts crying.

It takes two more times for the rightful owner of the flowers to confront Josh about his thievery.

Josh’s on his knees, picking some cute purple flowers when he hears her voice.

“Um, hello?” Josh nearly jumps out of his skin.

“Oh shit.” Josh says, looking up and feeling his heart sink. “Right. I’m sorry I just–your flowers are very nice.”

She smiles and crosses her hands over her chest. “Thank you.”

Josh’s still kneeling, hands shaking where they’re holding stems. She has long, dark hair and a sort of crooked smile on her face. Neither of them are saying anything. She’s wearing an old shirt with a hole near the hem. Josh’s hands are sweating.

“You know, if you’re going to steal my flowers to take to your girl, I think I’m going to have to come with you to make sure she’s beautiful enough to warrant theft.” She says, oddly calm and good natured.

Josh doesn’t know what to say. He just nods, trying to ease the panic rising in his chest.

“Add a few roses.” She orders, and Josh nods, picking a few and standing up, finally. “I’m Y/N, by the way.“ She says, extending a hand.

Josh smiles and shakes it. “Josh.” She smiles at him one more time and then they start to walk.

She pesters him with questions about his imaginary girlfriend, and Josh tries to answer them in the vaguest way possible, all the while trying to figure out how the hell he’s going to explain this when they get to the cemetery.

“Did she like the daisies you picked last time? I always thought those were more of a flower you give your mum, but I guess they’re nice.” she babbles, and Josh almost chokes.

“Yeah, um. Yeah.” he says, his heart racing in his chest. The small side entrance is only a few meters away, and she still has no idea. Josh doesn’t say anything as he walks through the gate, holding it open for her, who immediately stops talking as well.

The silence feels like a heavy blanket, and she just follows Josh as he makes the walk now committed to memory. Josh almost forgets she’s there, dropping to the probably permanently grass stained knees of his jeans and managing a smile. “Hi mum.” He places the flowers around the base of the stone, like he always does. Josh jolts when he feels a hand on his thigh, near his knee. He follows the arm up and meets her green eyes. Josh hadn’t noticed her kneel, too.

“Josh…” she whispers, obviously surprised. Josh doesn’t blame her.

“Don’t.” he says quietly, sniffling and looking away from him. “I brought someone with me. She’s the one I’ve been stealing all the flowers from.” Josh says, smiling a bit and he hears Y/N mumble a soft hello. “She hasn’t called the cops on me yet, which I guess is good.”

He takes a shaky breath before getting choked up. He puts his face in his hands and this was always just a part of his agenda, but the arm around his shoulders is new.

She starts talking.

“The first time I was sitting in my kitchen and I was like oh god do not pick the hibiscuses, they’ve got bees. But he didn’t, he chose some tulips instead.“ she laughs a little, and Josh almost starts crying again. “Between us, I hope he never stops.” she whispers, and Josh knows he wasn’t meant to hear it. There’s a lot he wasn’t meant to do.

Josh sniffles loudly and sits up to wipe his eyes. Her arm is still around his shoulders. “I’m sorry.” he says out of habit, as he’s been doing every time anyone’s seen him cry since October. She just shakes her head and uses a thumb to wipe a stray tear.

“Don’t apologize.” She says, and puts her hand back on her own lap. Josh wants to tell her to put it back. “I’ll um, give you some privacy.” She says, standing up and brushing her jeans off. “And, Josh, you’re welcome to my flowers anytime.” She says, giving him a bright smile before walking away.

Josh doesn’t watch her walk away. He turns back to the gravestone and sighs. “She’s kinda nice isn’t she mum?”

Josh can almost hear his mum yelling at him. Don’t be stupid, dear, go after her.

He kisses his hand and presses it agains the warming stone. “I love you.” He gets up, not bothering to dust off his knees and all but sprints back out to the sidewalk. Josh jogs down the road and turns the corner, smiling when he sees her walking peacefully down the street.

“Hey!” Josh yells, picking up to a run. She turns, and stops walking, looking surprised that Josh is running after her.  

“Let me, um, buy you lunch.” he says breathlessly.  “Figure I owe you one, since I’ve been stealing your flowers for months.“

She smiles and nods.  “Yeah, I guess that’a fair payback.”

They talk as they walk to her pick of café, and Josh feels lighter than he has in months.

They walk back to Y/N’s, and she makes Josh promise to close his eyes as she grabs the spare key. It’s painfully adorable.

“Wanna, um come in?” she asks, looking down at her feet as she says it. Josh’s cheeks go hot at that, being suddenly floored by how pretty she really is.

“I-” Josh starts, before checking his watch,. “Really need to be heading home.” He tries not to let the way her face falls hurt his feelings too bad. “I have work in like, an hour, so.” he explains, and she nods.

“Yeah, don’t worry about it. Maybe another time.” she says, eyes wide and hopeful.

Josh grins. "Definitely. I’ll call you–or you’ll see me in your garden, either one.” He throws in a wink and leans in to peck her cheek before turning and walking down the street to his car.  At the corner he turns and finds Y/N still standing in her doorway.

It was not a good day. Josh has been avoiding sleep because every time he closes his eyes at night,  he can’t stop picturing the time he showed his mum how he could climb the tree in the backyard. He fell on the second branch and skinned his shin and elbow. She patched him up and bought him ice cream, and then they watched movies until Josh fell asleep against her on the couch.

He sighs and presses the heels of his palms into his eyes. He’d stopped crying about an hour ago, now he’s just staring at his ceiling with his eyes burning. It’s four thirty. Sleep is definitely out of the picture, so Josh grabs his keys and does the only thing he can think of.

He picks seven roses on his way, hops the fence, and finds he can still cry, forehead pressed against cold stone.

He doesn’t know how long he sits there for, but when he opens his eyes, the sky is more grey than black. “Fuck.” He curses and rubs at his stinging eyes. “Sorry for swearing,” He whispers, laughing a bit. “I’ll be back soon, I love you.”

He stands.  It’s about to be five in the morning, and Josh really can’t see himself driving all the way back home. He doesn’t quite know what to do as he walks back, but then he sees the garden, and finds himself knocking on the door.

It takes a few, but Y/N does open the door, hair a mess, grey sweats hanging low on her hips. “Josh,” She says, surprised. “What are you doing here babe?” she asks softly.

“Couldn’t sleep. Needed some flowers.” he mumbles, blinking a few times to try and get rid of the blurriness creeping across his eyes. “Can I come in?”

“Yes, of course.” she says without missing a beat, and Josh sighs, relieved. He toes off his sneakers at the door and lets Y/N lead him through the house.  He can tell that Y/N wants to ask, but doesn’t.

In fact, she doesn’t say anything, and Josh finds that oddly comforting, she just sits next to Josh on the couch and keeps her hands curled in her lap.  

“I took some roses again this morning,” Josh admits.

“What color?” is all she responds with.

“The white.”

“That’s the best kind,” she assures him. You can keep helping yourself to those.” she says, leaning over and poking into Josh’s side. “Think of it as my gift to your mum, too.”

That makes Josh tear up a bit.

“I should go,” he says, not wanting to start crying in front of her for a second time.  

“Oh,” she says, sounding almost disappointed.  “Right— okay.”

Josh stands up, his chest feeling tight and his thoughts racing.  But in the midst of the chaos, he hears her voice.  Clear as day; the reason behind his messy, illogical mind. Don’t be stupid, dear, go after her.

Josh turns suddenly then, and takes a step closer to Y/N, so he can hold her hands in his own. “Can I take you to breakfast right now?”

She beams at him, dimples drilled into her cheeks as she nods in agreement. She hurriedly finds shoes and a jacket, stopping at the door to lock the door before following Josh out. They walk to his car hand in hand, and it all feels so right.

They get pancakes, and Josh kisses the whip cream off her lips. People give them looks as they laugh obnoxiously and fond over one another. Josh doesn’t care.

He wakes up the next morning in a bed that isn’t his own and to the smell of bacon. He smiles to himself. “Are you ever going to let me make you breakfast?” he asks, laughing a little when he sees Y/N standing in front of the stove.

“Maybe, if you ever wake up before me.” she says, looking over her shoulder and smiling at Josh.

They sit down to eat breakfast on Y/N‘s couch, blanket pulled over both of them, and it’s home.

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Tom Holland Imagine: Jealous

Summary: tom is jealous of how close you are with Josh while you’re on tour with twenty one pilots

A/N: josh and Tyler are literally my loves so if anyone gives me crap about them I will personally come for you. This also fucking sucks so I’m sorry

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“Y/N! We’re going bowling! Wanna come with us?” Josh called from the door.

“Yeah! Just let me get my shoes!” I called back.

I grabbed my tennis shoes and then was out the door. Josh, Tyler and Jenna were all waiting for me by the car when I reached them.

“Hey, kiddo. You ready to go?”

I nodded and climbed in next to Josh in the back seat. Josh yawned and laid his head in my lap as Tyler pulled out of the venue. I began to run my fingers through Josh’s bright yellow hair as Tyler told us a story about a past experience he had with bowling that ended with him being tossed out and banned from the bowling place in Columbus. I looked down when I felt Josh laugh and smiled at him.

“So, Y/N. How are things with Tom?” Josh asked once Tyler finished his story.

“Yeah! How is he? He still a knight in shinning armor?” Jenna asked.

I smiled and looked out the window at the mention of Tom’s name.

“He’s great. He’s super busy with Spider-Man and everything though so I haven’t been able to talk to him much.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I’m sure he’ll call the second he has a chance, though.”

I smiled at Jenna before I turned my gaze back towards the buildings we were passing. Tyler and Jenna began to tell more stories as I felt Josh watching me. I knew he wanted to talk about Tom, but I just wasn’t up for it. After a few minutes pass, we finally pull up to the bowling alley. Tyler made us all sit still for a moment while their manager called him about details for tonight. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and pulled it out to see Tom was trying to FaceTime me.

“Hey, Tom!” I said as I answered the call.

“Hey, Y/N. it’s Harrison actually as you can see. Tom’s doing an interview and I was bored and my phone died. So I decided to use his and talk to you.”

“Oh, hey Haz. That’s cool. How’s the press tour going?”

“Good. Tom’s exhausted though. What’re you up to?”

“I’m with Tyler, Josh and Jenna. We’re going bowling. Say hi, Josh!”

I turned the camera to show Josh laying in my lap. Josh made a funny face before we both started laughing.

“Oh, hey Josh. Well, I gotta go, Y/N. Tom’s almost done…”

“Oh. Okay. Bye, Haz.”

“Bye, Y/N.”

I felt my heart drop as the screen went black. I was hoping to at least see Tom’s face or hear his voice.

“Ready to go, Y/N?” Tyler asked.

I nodded and tried to ignore their sympathetic looks as we walked into the building.

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By the time we were done bowling, all thoughts of Tom had left my mind. Tyler and Josh tried to keep my laughing at all seconds which ended with us getting kicked out. Not really a surprise though since at one point Josh literally ran down the alley and knocked some other kid’s ball in the gutter.

On the way back to the venue, I posted a picture of me sitting on Josh’s lap and Tyler and Jenna standing behind us making funny faces. I knew the picture would make the fans laugh.

When we arrived back at the venue, I ran to get ready for my set.

Josh and Tyler high fived me as I walked onto the stage.

The crowd went insane as I sang my heart out and Josh drummed in the back. Since my drummer was sick, Josh was filling in for the night. After I finished, Josh came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek. The crowd went insane as we walked off the stage with Josh’s arm around me.

“Alright guys. Good luck! I’m beat so I’m gonna head back to the hotel.”

Tyler and Josh said goodnight to me and then I was on my way to the hotel.

As soon as I closed the door behind me, I felt my phone begin to vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out to see Tom trying to call me. It was probably Harrison again, though.

“Harrison? Is this you again?”

“What the fuck, Y/N!?” I heard Tom’s voice yell.

“Woah, calm down. What’s wrong?”

“Don’t give me that shit! What is going on between you and Josh!?”

“Me and Josh!? What are you talking about!?”

“Harrison told me he was laying in your lap, and then the picture and then him kissing you tonight!? Is there something you would like to tell me!?”

“Tom you need to calm down! There is nothing going on between me and Josh! He is like my brother! And like you would even care! It’s been like 2 weeks since I’ve talked to you!”

I heard Tom sigh on the other side of the phone.

“I know, love. I’m sorry. I’ve just been so busy I barely have time to breathe. And I’ve never stopped thinking about you and I just wanna see you so bad but I knew I couldn’t ask that of you when you’re on your dream tour and then when Harrison told me about Josh laying on your lap and then you posted the picture of you in his lap and then the kiss tonight, I just snapped. I’m so sorry, love.”

“I love Josh, but as a friend. I’m IN love with you, Tom. I haven’t stopped thinking of you either. I miss you so much.”

“Good. Cause I’m standing outside your hotel room.”

“What?”

“I have tomorrow off. And I just need to be with you. Come let me in, love.”

I hung up the phone and ran over to the door. I opened the door to see my beautiful boyfriend standing on the other side smiling at me. I jumped into his arms and nuzzled my face into his neck. Tom wrapped his arms around my waist before picking my up and carrying me into the hotel room. Tom laid me down on the bed before pressing his lips against mine and sliding his hands up and down my sides. I moaned into kiss and Tom smirked. I knew I was in for one hell of a night.

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“Well, this is a surprise.” Jenna said as her and Tyler walked down to breakfast the next morning.

I smiled and laid my head on Tom’s shoulder.

“I have the day off so I decided to visit my beautiful girlfriend.” Tom said as he kissed my forehead.

But the beautiful moment was soon cut short once Josh came into the room.

I rubbed Tom’s shoulder to calm him down as he death glared Josh.

“Tom, please behave.” I whispered into his ear.

“Well, Josh. Seems like your plan worked.” Tyler said to him.

“Wait, hold on, what plan?” I asked.

“Well, Josh noticed how upset you were about Tom being so busy so he decided to MAKE Tom have time for you…” Jenna said as she stirred her coffee.

“What do you mean?”

“He was ummm… kinda going above and beyond to seem flirty with you to piss Tom off…”

“WHAT!?”

“I’m sorry, Y/n! I really am, but you were just so sad and I knew he would call if he thought he was losing you! And it worked didn’t it!?” Josh said.

“I’m gonna kill you, Dun.”

Josh’s eyes went wide as I began to chase him through the hotel.

“That’s my girl.” Tom laughed as he watched me chase Josh up and down the halls.