DISTANCE (Josh Dun x Reader) (SEQUEL) ? idkbrooklyn

-Josh's P.O.V-

So...(Y/N) and I are friends.

That's fine.

That's...cool.

Tyler looks over at me.

"Must feel weird talking to your ex again." He suggests.

I sigh before replying. "I-I don't know, I guess. Maybe we we're just..meant to be friends?" I shrug.

"Yeah, maybe." Tyler winks at me.

-Tyler's P.O.V-

They are so gonna get back together.

-Your P.O.V-

"So, I was thinking of inviting Tyler and Josh to the show tonight since you two are talking again." Victoria says as she sits next to me, typing away on her phone.

I look at my sister, "We're not "talking", we're just talking. Like friends." I correct her.

Victoria rolls her eyes as a sly smile spreads across her face. "Whatever."

I chuckle.

I mean, I guess it does feel kinda weird talking to Josh again. It's like the beginning of tour all over again. I don't know. I thought I was getting over him but ever since Karma and I saw Tyler and him, I feel like those feelings just never left.

"Ugh." I fall back and groan.

Why does he have to be so perfect?

-Josh's P.O.V-

"Hey, Victoria invited us to Broken Castle's concert tonight. You wanna go?" Tyler says, reading Victoria's text message off his phone screen.

"Uh, yeah sure." I accept.

I'd love to go to their concert, even if I didn't know (Y/N) or Karma or Grayson personally, I'd still think they're a really good band. I started listening to their music a few months before I even knew they we're gonna go on tour with us.

I've actually been listening to more of their music recently.

And there's a few songs that have caught my attention on their most recent album.

Like, there's one called "11:59 PM" that reminds me a lot of the day I broke up with (Y/N).

I don't know. I wanna ask her about it but maybe I shouldn't. It's all in the past now right? We're just friends. Just. Friends.

-Your P.O.V-

After the concert in Columbus, Victoria and the rest of my band mates suggested we invite Tyler and Josh to go grab something to eat or go out somewhere.

So, here we are. The twins, my sister, my ex-boyfriend, his best friend, and I all trying to decide where to go and what to do.

-Josh's P.O.V-

I'm out walking with everyone, we're all trying to decide what to do. Everything suggested so far sounds lame so we just keep walking.

Suddenly, I feel my phone vibrate in the back pocket of my jeans. I take my phone out and see a text from no-one other than Brendon Urie.