Delete. (Joshler; Book 1)

Tyler's POV (Somewhat of a large timeskip. ×1 month.×)

     I grabbed onto Josh's hand as he helped me out of the car. I had wanted to stay at the hospital for the whole month just because the amount of hospital time I would have that month was insane.

     If my choice would have been NOT to stay at the hospital, I would only be out for 30 hours a week, which, I really didn't want to deal with.

     I had only left the hospital once, and that was to shave my head sometime during the first week. Now, my hair had started growing back and I was told that the chemo wouldn't make it fall out any more because of the slight change they made to it a while ago.

     Josh helped me into the house and up to my room, which, had more happy paintings on them from when I was with Josh before Florida.

     I sat down on my bed and watched as Josh examined the room.

     "Tyler it isn't as sad anymore..."

     I gave him a nod and smiled wide. At this point, I was starting to get as close to him as I was before Florida. It was quite an achievement since I hadn't been able to trust him after the whole... Kaden, incident.

     I groaned as I stared at the calendar. Josh gave me a confused look and I fake-frowned.

     "What's gotcha all sad'n stuff, Ty Ty?" I blushed softly, finding it odd that my blood decided to rush into my cheeks at THAT moment specifically, because it wasn't very convenient for myself.

     "Oh- uh... I have to go to Everest and Haden's wedding tomorrow... all by myself... and it suckered cause I'm leaving in- oh. Three hours?? No big deal or anything..." I looked down as my blush had become worse. He gave a chuckle and I could see the smirk he held onto out of my peripheral vision.
     "Oh damn. I get to do... nothing." I chuckled and looked up a bit more, the blush not faltering. His smirk only growing wider the more I stayed in my current flustered state. "I could totally go with you."

     My eyes widened, and at this point, my face was more bright than that of the firey depths of hell. And though, less bright than heaven itself, still bright enough to burn out any normal person's retinas.

     "N-no... I wouldn't want to... uh- bother... you J-osh..." I bit down on my lip and looked up fully, finally realizing that my face would not be dying down anytime soon.

     He brought his hand up to my face and held it underneath my chin. I smiled softly as he trailed his hand up to my cheek. He took a step closer, bringing his face closer to mine. Eventually, resting his forehead along my own as my face flared up even more, if possible.

     "Tyler..." His voice was soft, and whisper-like as he spoke and never let his eyes break contact against mine. "I would love to travel with you to a gay wedding for your cousin...." I held back the urge to giggle and nodded.

     "Uhm... yeah. Guests. Youuuu... plus one. Three hours. Bye!" I walked over to my dresser and refused to turn around. I heard footsteps walking away and sighed in relief as my face began to die down, and as I pulled my shirt off of my body ready to change into one of Josh's.

     I tensed back up realizing that the door had closed seemingly on its own, that is until I realized that the footsteps were no longer walking away from me but towards me. My body was stuck in a somewhat paralyzed state until I felt cold arms wrap around my frail body.

     I jumped up ever so slightly then realized that Josh had never left. I looked up seeing the familiar hair that flew up in every direction possible.

     My face was back to being a replica of the depths of hell, and I relaxed against Josh's body.

    "J-josh... I uh. I need to get ready and... pack my clothes- an..." he cut my off by nuzzle his face into my neck. I bit my neck as my head tilted upwards out of habit.

     I felt Josh's breath against my cold skin as he spoke softly, sending chills all throughout my body.

     "You have three hours..." The boy trailed his teeth along the skin if my neck and I but down on my lip before he continued. "Take a break... babe..."

     I gulped, having a feeling deep down that I knew exactly why he wanted this to happen. I gulped as I felt his lips part and place themselves along the bad of my neck. I turned away and nearly collapsed into his arms as he used everything in his abilities to cover... and by cover, I mean cover my entire neck in bruises also know as hickeys.

     I let out a soft whimper and he chuckled against my skin using a low, relaxing tone. He continued to cover my neck in love bites and I turned around, shrinking against his slightly larger frame.

     He slowly brought me over to the bed and I layed against the bed frame, again, something I did out of habit.

    He began to trail his teeth down to my chest and I gasped as he once again began to litter my skin with marks letting the world know that I belonged to him...

     From there on, I'm sure that your imagination will be able to take so far as to say exactly what we did... but let's just make it a bit more simple and say that...

     I will not be able to walk for days...