It Goes There // Josh Dun + Twenty One Pilots

twenty-three // you'll be sorry when I'm gone

It has been three days since I told Garrett about what happened between Josh and I on Saturday night. I still didn't want to see Josh at all because I was afraid of the awkwardness, but that was honestly what terrified me the most. The fact that I didn't want to see Josh because of awkwardness, not because I regretted what happened between us.

Truthfully, I wasn't even sure if I regretted what happened. Of course, I regretted hurting Garrett, but I honestly enjoyed everything that occurred between Josh and I. Even thinking about the thought of liking Josh made me guilty.

I loved Garrett with every bone in my body, but I couldn't just ignore the feelings I had for Josh. It freaked my boyfriend out that somebody else touched me the way he usually did, so when things ended up getting heated between us last night, his dominant side came out more than usual. It wasn't like I was complaining, but it was strange. Garrett and I switched roles in our relationship, but he mostly played the dominant role. When he did, he could be rough or gentle, depending on his mood at the time; however, Josh was obviously dominant all the time.

That was the problem. When I gave into Garrett last night, it didn't feel like it usually did. I didn't enjoy it as much and I began to realize that it was because it wasn't like with Josh. So the moment I woke up the morning, I texted Aiden, begging for advice on the subject. He said that maybe I should break up with Garrett until I could figure out who I wanted to be with. He said if I didn't do that, I would be treating him unfairly. I wanted to be honest with him, but I couldn't do that while we were in a relationship.

I slowly lowered myself down onto the couch next to him, taking a deep breath. As soon as he woke up, I was going to break up with him no matter how much I didn't want to. Aiden said he was on his way to come for moral support. I pulled my knees up to my chest and Garrett stirred, slowly lifting his head.

"Hi, babe," he mumbled, rubbing his eyes. "I'm actually surprised that I came out here and I fell asleep. Lately, I've been getting more sleep and it's just strange to me."He sat up, a yawn leaving his mouth. "My dark circles still aren't going away though."

"Well, you'll need to sleep more constantly before you see visible improvements," I responded. "Your dark circles should go away eventually."

"Maybe if I actually look healthier, people will quit thinking I'm a loser at school." He shrugged. "Honestly, there's nothing wrong with being a loser, it just depends on how good you are at it. I would like to be respected at school more though."

I smiled, gently. "I know, Garrett, but you shouldn't have to worry about anybody's opinions at school. You are graduating in a month or less and after that, you'll never see half those people again."

"You are right, but there really is only like three people I actually like in my grade. However, I'll be going out with a bang."

"If it helps anything, I think you look hot with your dark circles." Garrett leaned forward, planting a kiss on my cheek. "Chicago, I love you."

My phone buzzed in my lap, signaling a text message from Aiden announcing his arrival. I took a deep breath.

"I'm going to go get a bowl of cereal, okay?" Garrett stood up from the couch, stretching his hands above his head before heading towards the kitchen.

It was now or never.

--Aiden's P.O.V--

I pressed myself against the doorway of the living room, peeking out from behind the frame as Chicago took a deep breath.

"Garrett, I think we should break up."

Chicago's voice was very quiet as she timidly looked up from the couch she was sitting upon. Garrett stopped in his tracks before slowly turning around to face her, a look of disbelief covering his features. "What?"