read the a/n at the end please
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josh had been pulling at his hair for the past day, wondering how he's gonna get past all of this.
the press aren't going to let up just because he denies it- they're gonna look further into everything, trying find every speck they can find pertaining to him.
josh hadn't let up, much less have his thoughts about tyler.
it was tyler who fucked up everything.
tyler...
josh kept coming up blank trying to think of reasons why, but he kept trying cause he's stubborn and can't take responsibility for his mistakes.
he walks down his stairs into the foyer and into the kitchen where he's met with his cleaning lady, nelly.
"hey nelly," josh smiles sweetly at the old lady, probably nearing 60.
josh is nice to his house workers- his cleaning lady, his cook that comes in to cook food and freezes it once a week- hey all loved him cause josh was generally a nicer person at home.
"hi josh. where's debby been? missed her the past few days, thought she came home wednesday?"
"we broke up." josh deadpans, not explaining the full story.
"oh, that's too bad. i was starting to like her." nelly looks at josh with sad eyes.
"yeah.."
"well, anyways. i've cleaned the bottom floor bathrooms and the spare bedrooms down here and i'm about to finish this kitchen then i'll go upstairs and get everything cleaned spotless." she explains to josh, gesturing heavily to emphasize.
"that sounds great. let me know when you're done, i'll help bring your supplies out back to the truck for you."
"well aren't you sweet? thank you."
"no problem, nelly."
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no matter how hard, josh couldn't- for the life of him- figure out a reason tyler was in the wrong yet he still couldn't admit to himself he was to blame for all of this happening.
he laid on the couch, tv blaring some random irrelevant commercial throughout the room just for background noise.
josh knew in the back of his mind that he had fucked up.
he had chosen to do all those things with tyler.
he had decided to take tyler into the bathroom, both times, and fuck around.
he fucked up.
yet he told tyler to his face and blatantly dismissed the fact right in front of him that it was his own fault.
josh felt like a complete asshole and he didn't hate tyler.
not at all.
"josh?" nelly calls to josh as she walks down the stairs, a bucket with a sponge and other cleaning products inside of it.
josh sits up from the couch and walks over to the old woman and grabs the bucket. "you parked out back, right?"
"yes, dear. i had to drive through those reporters, i knew you didn't want company. i didn't either."
"thank you."
josh walks out the backdoor and places the bucket inside of the open trunk to the van.
he walks back inside and up the stairs to grab any extra supplies nelly might've left, as she gets the downstairs products.
"thank you, josh. have fun with those relentless monsters outside."
"you're welcome and i'll try my best."
nelly gets into the drivers seat and starts the van, before waving one last time at josh and driving off.
josh goes back into his house and closes the backdoor, going to the kitchen once again and heats up some chicken before putting it on a plate and going to sit down at the couch.
yes, for a millionaire, josh isn't very classy inside his own home. he could care less.
he sets down the plate and right as josh is about to sit down, theres a knock at the door.
josh sighs. "i swear if one of you stupid fucking reporters just knocked on my do-"
he swings the door open and sees a rather disheveled tyler standing at his door step.
"tyler?"
"hey. can we talk?" tyler asks, looking down at his hands.
josh is rather stunned, but allows tyler to come in.
"uh, thanks."
theres a slight awkward silence as josh walks back to the couch with tyler following behind him.
the pair sit down on the couch, josh ignoring the food in front of him.
"i'm sor-" josh starts as tyler speaks.
"listen-"
"you go first." tyler decides.
"i'm sorry." josh says, his intimidation factor leaving with the words.
"you're sorry?" tyler asks, slightly stunned josh actually admitted he was wrong.
"yeah. look i couldn't let you keep thinking you're the reason i'm in this mess. i'm really sorry, tyler." josh says, biting his lower lip lightly after finishing.
"that's really nice of you. i was actually coming over here to see if y-"
tylers sentence was cut off by josh pressing his lips to tylers, his eyes going wide before wrapping his arms around joshs neck.
josh pulls tyler onto his lap and puts his hands on tylers thighs, holding him in place.
josh bites harshly on tylers lower lip, making tyler hum into the kiss.
joshs hands move to tylers ass, where he squeezes lightly.
josh pulls from the kiss and trails little kisses and bite down tylers neck, causing tyler to crane his neck to the side, giving better access.
suddenly tyler realizes whats happening and pulls away all together, coming face to face a flushed and confused josh.
"what's wrong?" josh asks.
"i don't want to be used, josh. i actually enjoy being around you and i don't want to be used. yes, i get used for money but i don't want that to our relationship. i want us to be friends."
"with benefits?"
"josh.. i don't know. just text me if you want to talk."
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"i don't know what he wants, ryan." tyler exasperates over the phone to his best friend. "one minute he's cold, the next his hands are all over me."
"did you ask him?"
"i didn't but when i said i wanted to be friends, he added with benefits? and it's fucking with my mind."
"well, i can honestly say i've never been in a situation where i thought i was being used by a millionaire, but give him time. i'm sure he'll come to his senses."
"that's the thing, ryan. i don't want him to choose the friends option." tyler admits to ryan, but also to himself.
"what do you mean?" ryan questions.
"i think i like him, ryan."
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hey. sorry for the long awaited update guys. this week i've been moving to columbia, sc.
its hot as hell here.
i've been unpacking all day the past few days and its been a long week.
but i finally finished putting all my things in the closet and i put all my emo shit on the wall (only 4 atl posters and my tøp flag) and im finally ready to start putting more attention into this story like i had the few weeks before i moved.
also, belated thank you for 25k reads??? in 3 days it will be a month since i published the teaser to this and i'm so happy that its gotten this far. i have you all to thank.
thank you.
one last thing. my birthday is in like 17 days?? i cant wait for it cause i only asked for money and i have $110 worth of shit in my amazon cart.
next update will probably be in a few days.
love you all,
juliette