Blurry's the One I'm Not || Tyler/Blurry x reader ||

[Your POV]
Monday, May 19th, 2019

10:14
Me: hey Ty!
-five minutes later-
Lead Singer🎤: Hey! How was your morning?
Me: good, how was yours?
Lead Singer🎤: pretty good! I got sound check in a few
Me: oh should I let you go?
Lead Singer🎤: nah! I'll tell you when I gotta go tho
Me: sweet! I got rehearsal finally!
Lead Singer🎤: finally?
Me: my director didn't need me Saturday so I was bored outta my mind
Lead Singer🎤: aw that sucks!
Me: yeah but I had a blast w my friends yesterday!
-two minutes later-
Lead Singer🎤: Awh!
Me: Sh
Lead Singer🎤: gotta go for sound check!
Me: have fun❤️
Lead Singer🎤: always ❤️

12:30
Today in the car, I listened to some Big Bang as I drove. As always, I sang the theme song. It was a tradition.
"Math, science, history! Unraveling the mystery that all started with a Big Bang! Bang!" I yelled as I stopped at a red light. The show continued to play as I drove the route I always took to work.

While at work, I greeted my friends and the whole cast had a round table at break again. Oh boy. What's going on now.
"So I was thinking," Page brought attention to herself as she told the cast about a cast party she wanted to host next Wednesday for her birthday. She said 'don't get me gifts' but Imma get her something. She passed her phone number around so everyone can RSVP yes or no and other details. Page is a bit annoying but she's a good friend.
While typing in her number, I saw I had a message from Tyler, I didn't bother took look at it since someone would so as a question.
"Lead Singer?" Abby asked.
I mentally face palmed.
"Oh that's a joke contact name I have one of my former cast mates." I giggled. Acting, it's amazing.

3:04
Getting back into my car and driving back home seemed like heaven after our Director giving the bigggg longgggg off script monolouge. We are officially going off script a week from now.
"Today we're bringing back some classics!" The radio announcer spoke, "next on the list we got 'Centuries' by Fall Out Boy!"
I chuckled, I haven't heard this song in forever.

3:42
I looked at the text Tyler sent me.
Lead Singer🎤: Hey hottie! I am super free from 4:20-7:20 😉 call me between those times! Ty's got a stupid thing to do with the props and bla bla bla. I didn't really pay attention
I laughed a little
Me: duly noted👍

4:20
Me: on the dot
I pressed the call button. I was making food so I put it on speaker.
"Heyo!" I said as the call connected.
"Aw, can I see your pretty face?" I could hear his pout.
I chuckled "Finnee."
I put the call on FaceTime.
"Hey pretty lady." Blurry flirted.
"Hey, B!" I smiled but then my eyes went wide, "What your- the, skin.." I pointed to my neck.
Blurry laughed, "A, that was adorable. B, I'm not all that bad. And Tyler kinda has control."
I laughed.
"But I can control it too. Like at your concert."
I chuckled, "Keep telling yourself that, buddy."

"Whatcha doing?" He asked.
"Making food." I said.
"Oh? What kinda food?" Blurry asked.
"Just some soup. It's my grandma's and she makes a mean soup! I'm just getting it into a bowl so I can hear it up on the stove." I explained to the man.
He nodded, "Sounds good. Ty's gotta expand his horizon a bit. He had Taco Bell again!"
The way Blurry said again made me burst out in a laughing fit.
However, the man was clueless, "um? Vi? You good?"
I nodded as I regained composure, "All good."
"What was that?" Blurry asked.
I shook my head trying to force the giggles away, "Nothing. Nothing, you're just cute."
Blurry smirked, "So are you, Violet."
I blushed, "oh shut up or I'll come over to..."
"Oh yeah.. We are in London we don't have a show until tomorrow.." Blurry confessed.
I have a friend in London- besides the point! "You've been lying!?" I yelled.
Blurry held his hands up, "No! Well... Yeah, but-"
"No if's! No but's!"
"Vi come on-"
"Talk to me after your show, Nico." I huffed and ended the call.
I turned the stove off, "Food can wait." I sighed.
I went to my garage and I put on my playlist titled 'Fight List.' I put on some gloves and walked over to my punching bag that was hanging from chains. I move it in the winter since I need to fit my car in the garage.
The first song to motivate me from my playlist was 'Mr. Brightside' pretty perfect. I punched the shit out of the punching bag until my body didn't let me.

My phone was blowing up. I didn't give a shake of a rats ass.
(1) missed call from Lead Singer🎤
Message from Lead Singer🎤
Message from Lead Singer
(2) missed calls from Lead Singer🎤
"Ugh." I rolled my eyes.
Notification from Instagram
Reminder: piano
Nothing much.
Message from Jiswa
This caught my eye. I opened the message
Jishwa: Hey, Vi. Can you forgive Tyler? Blurry took over and lied to you. It wasn't really Tyler the whole day.
Jishwa: I noticed too
Me: okay. Damn I feel so bad now
Me: tanks Josh. You really are the best of friends
Jishwa: thanks

I opened Tyler's contact.
Me: hey Ty. Josh texted me and explained it wasn't your fault. I guess I over reacted. I'm sorry.
-two minutes later-
Lead Singer🎤: thanks Vi💜 I didn't mean to upset you tho
Me: it wasn't you. It was Blurry.
Lead Singer🎤: right. It was
Lead Singer🎤: Tomorrow I actually have a show
Me: 😂😂😂
Me: oh! I have a friend that's going to your show!
Lead singer🎤: Oh? What's her name?
Me: Hope Smithra
Lead Singer🎤: I'll remember that😉
Me: omg HAJSKS IF YOU SHOUT HER OUT SHE WILL LOOSE HER SHiT!
Lead Singer🎤: where is she sitting? I'll tell the crew about this. I'll make her dance in My blood.
Me: omg😂😂 hold ok I gotta ask her.
-two minutes later-
Me: Section two, row three, seat 18!
Me: damn she's close.
Lead singer🎤: perfect!
Was he seriously gonna do this??