When the movie ended we stumbled out of the cinema, hands clutching. I took the last bite of my taco, making tyler laugh. My heart beat excitedly as I realised that not once this while time had I felt anxious, and Tyler didn't seem depressed at all.
We got on the bus, and this time it seemed more friendly; this bus didn't stink of pee and there were no old ladies; just a little girl and her mum who smiled at us.
I couldn't stop grinning cheesily, neither could tyler, but his smile was adorable, his eyes creasing shaping his dimples, so it wasn't wasn't problem for him. 'So, uh when should we go on our next date? If you want to, obviously.' I stuttered looking at me hopefully. Tyler kissed me on the forehead, smiling. 'Of course I do' he beamed at me, kissing me back. 'We could go tomorrow?' I said. He nodded, grinning.
When the bus stopped at our houses we got off holding hands and I we kissed quickly, our hips bumping together and Tyler's hand in my pants pocket. Finally we realised we had to go and walked away quickly because we knew we wouldn't leave otherwise.
On my way in I saw dad, and he glared at me and ignored me. I sighed, not letting him ruin my amazing night. I fell asleep immediately and could only bother to undress to my boxers, my phone in my hands.
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Blasphemy
Fanfiction?Trigger warning?- self harm, anxiety/attacks The one where josh has social anxiety and Tyler has depression and meet at a support group
