Warnings: Angst

Word Count: 1648

Author's Note: I have to admit, it was pretty funny reading all of your comments just waiting for the angst to happen. Apparently none of you trust me to write a nice, fluffy series, which I find absolutely hilarious. All of you know me too well :)

You stared out the window, putting all your focus into swallowing the lump in your throat and keeping any more tears from coming. The car was quiet and you were pretty sure that Josh had passed out in the backseat, although you didn't want to turn around to check. You could barely stand to look at him right now.

"Are we almost home?" you whimpered.

"It should only be a few more minutes," Tyler answered.

You nodded and rested your chin in your hand. Stars were just beginning to become visible in the night sky, so you leaned over further to see if you recognized any. Out of the corner of your eye, you could just see Tyler glancing over at you every so often. He probably knew that you were upset, you hadn't exactly hidden it.

Tyler pulled into the driveway of Josh's house. The movement must have woken Josh up because as soon as the car was parked, he was opening his car door and stumbling out onto the pavement.

"Are you coming, Y/N/N?" he slurred.

"I'll be inside in a second."

You broke down again as soon as Josh closed his car door. Tyler reached over so that he could lightly rub your back.

"Do you want to talk about what's going on?" he asked.

"Later," you muttered. "Can I just? I don't know. Can I stay at your place tonight?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Ok, I'm going to go grab some stuff. I'll be right back."

Tyler nodded as you hopped out of the car and headed inside. You hoped that Josh had just gone straight upstairs so that you wouldn't have to face him. That would at least give you until the morning to come up with some excuse as to why you were staying with Tyler for the night.

You grabbed one of your tour bags from under the bed and began to pack it with a couple days worth of stuff. It was probably a bit excessive, but you weren't entirely sure how long it would be until you felt comfortable with Josh again.

Before you knew it, your stuff was packed and you were headed back towards the front door. Your luck of not running into Josh seemed to have run out, though, as you walked past him chugging water in the kitchen. He stopped when he saw you.

"Where are you going?" he asked, setting the half empty cup onto the counter.

"I'm staying with Tyler for the night," you said, pointing a thumb over your shoulder.

"What's wrong with staying here?"

"Nothing," you lied. You were nervously tapping your finger against your leg to distract yourself from crying. "I just thought I would switch it up for a little while."

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah." You swallowed the lump in your throat.

"Ok. See you tomorrow then."

You nodded and quickly turned away from him. It was a miracle that you had managed to get through that conversation without letting a tear slip out.

"That was fast," Tyler said as you climbed back into the car.

"That was the goal," you let out a feeble laugh.

"Did Josh do something?" Tyler asked as he pulled out onto the street.

"Just now? No."

"Earlier?"

"Not intentionally."

"But he did do something?"

"You could say that."

"You can say yes. I'm not going to go behind your back and tell him you're mad, if you're worried about that."

"I don't want to say yes because he didn't do it on purpose," you sighed. "And it's not that. I trust you, Ty."

"Alright, then hit me with it."

"He, well," you said, voice immediately cracking. "I went inside to find him and he was talking to this girl so I kind of stood off to the side and waited for them to finish talking."

"Ok."

"But then as I was waiting, they started to flirt more and I didn't want to walk into the middle of that so I just kept standing there. I finally got impatient and started to walk towards him but then he put a hand on the side of her face and pulled her towards him and he kissed her and I just got so upset and needed to get out of there right away."

"Right."

"And I know it seems dumb because Josh can do whatever he wants it's just that-"

"Just that what?"

"Well, I have- this is so dumb."

"You have feelings for him."

You turned to face him, "Yeah, how did you know?"

Tyler glanced over at you for a moment with a knowing smile on his face, "I've seen the way that you look at him when he's not paying attention."

You smiled for a moment before the reality of the situation weighed down on your chest once again, "It was never my intention to develop feelings for him. Honestly. When we first met, I was just happy to have a friend in Ohio since everything with Matthew was going terribly wrong. Then I got to know him and tour started and, well, yeah."

"It's ok, Y/N, you don't have to justify yourself to me."

You nodded, "I thought there might actually be something there, with the way that he would act around me. Maybe I was just reading too much into all of it."

"I want you to remember that he was super drunk when he kissed that girl. You don't know what was running through his mind at the time, so I wouldn't write the idea off completely."

"I don't know, Ty," you sighed. "It seems pretty obvious to me."

Tyler turned down a street that you recognized as the one that he lived on.

"How about we don't worry about it for the rest of the night? Once we get back to my house, we can find something fun to do and distract you."

"That sounds good."

"Perfect," Tyler said as he pulled into the driveway.

You were wrapped up in a blanket as you watched Tyler move around the kitchen, cleaning up the mess that he had made. He had decided that making up some cookie dough was the best way to cheer you up.

"Isn't this bad for you?" you asked as you reached forward and scooped another mound of raw cookie dough onto your spoon.

"If you live your whole life only doing things that are good for you, you'll never have any fun," Tyler laughed as he grabbed some dough straight from the bowl.

"How inspirational. And keep your grubby fingers out of the dough," you laughed, swatting at his hand.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket with his clean hand and looked over it. You watched his eyebrows furrow slightly as he opened the notification and began to type.

"Is everything ok?"

"Yeah," he said. "It's Josh."

You felt your stomach sink at the mention of his name. "Probably still drunk," you muttered.

"Doesn't seem like it," Tyler said, locking his phone and setting it on the counter.

"No?" You raised an eyebrow.

"He was asking about you. I think he's sad you're not staying with him," he smiled.

"Stop," you muttered, leaning back against the stool. "Too soon."

"Sorry," Tyler said as his phone buzzed again.

"Him again?"

Tyler nodded, but didn't say anything.

"Does he know I'm upset?"

"I think so, but he doesn't know why."

"Does he remember kissing the girl?"

Tyler looked up at you, "Y/N, he's sent me two messages."

"Right, sorry."

"No need to apologize. I'll keep you updated, ok?"

"Ok."

You leaned forward and scooped up some more cookie dough. Thoughts of what Josh could possibly be saying creeped into your mind, but you pushed them aside and tried to focus on the present. It wasn't often that just you and Tyler got to hang out.

"So, what do you want to do tomorrow?" he asked, tapping his fingers along the edge of the counter.

You shrugged as you picked up a fallen chocolate chip, "I don't know. Did you have any ideas?"

"What do you say we call it a night and decide in the morning? You could use the rest."

"That sounds like a good idea," you said, finishing off the cookie dough on your spoon and standing up from the stool.

Tyler grabbed some plastic wrap and covered the bowl of dough. You washed off your spoon and started to walk down the hall until you realized you had no idea where you were going.

"Uh, Ty?" you said, heading back towards the kitchen.

He closed the fridge door and turned to you, "Yeah?"

"Where's your guest room?"

"Right. Follow me."

He led you up the stairs and down the hall to a little bedroom. It had more furniture than Josh's guest room, although you felt a little more out of place here. Having a bathroom right across the hall was a nice bonus, though.

"Thanks again for letting me stay here," you smiled.

"Of course," Tyler returned your smile. "My room is just right down the hall if you, uh, need anything," he laughed.

"Noted."

Tyler closed the door as he walked out. You realized that you had forgotten your bag of stuff downstairs, so you waited until you heard Tyler's bedroom door open and close before you went running downstairs.

You tried to fight all the negative thoughts as you got ready for bed and crawled under the nicely made covers. There were still a lot of unanswered questions about the entire situation. Worrying about it now was just unnecessary, right?

You decided to turn on your favorite TV show while you tried to fall asleep. At least it would give your brain something to focus on, rather than replaying the image of Josh in the kitchen. All you could do right now was wait for an explanation.