demolition lovers // josh dun

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Two weeks later

Currently in an airport bathroom with my best friend. Who's trying to breathe through a pregnancy scare.

And no, it's not Jenna.

I'm trying to calm Tyler down, because he's supposed to be boarding a flight soon to go back on tour. But Jenna just sent him the text. Yes. That text.

How does one react when your wife sends you a text saying, and I quote, 'Hey pumpkin, guess what? I'm 3 weeks late for my period. Think we should go see a doctor soon?'?

I'm beyond excited, if she's pregnant. I'm going to be an aunt! I mean, I already am one, but this is different.

Tyler's reaction? Panicking so hard that he throws up. In an airport bathroom. With only me by his side. I think his exact words when he read that text in the line for bag checks, were, 'Oh my god, I can't bring a child into this world.'.

I texted Josh to tell him to meet us at the terminal (he had to do something for his mom this morning, so he drove seperate), but the message hasn't gone through. Jenna ended up staying back for this round because she "felt sick". I mean, no quotations needed. The girl was white as snow when I came to pick Tyler up this morning.

Yes, I'm joining the tour in place of Jenna, at least until she starts to feel better. Bad idea? Likely. But will it be lots of fun? Hell yeah. I needed time off work and away from my brother's drama anyway.

"What am I going to do?" Tyler asks, head still hovered over the toilet bowl.

"Relax. Jenna will be tagging along when you guys play your home show in a couple weeks. You guys will get everything sorted out and it will be fine."

"Her mom is gonna kill me."

I can't help but laugh out loud at that statement. It's not like they're teenagers out of wedlock. They've been married for six months.

Josh barges into the bathroom, peeking into the stall that Tyler is currently in.

"You okay, dude?"

A mumble comes from the bowl. Josh and I exchange a look.

Everyone found out about us being together. Not by our choice.

Josh told Debby, Debby told Ben, Ben told Mia, and one by one, everyone else found out. Which is just fine. We weren't planning on keeping our relationship a secret for very long. The clique, though? That's another story.

The two of us manage to get Tyler to a somewhat-presentable state, and convince him to not cancel the entire tour over the fear of being a dad. I know that's not what he's really scared of. Both he and Jenna are amazing with kids, and wouldn't mind their own. I think he's just worried about how horrible the entire universe is at this point in time, and why would he bring a child into it? But he'll be fine. Jenna will be fine. Everything will be fine.

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"Psst." I hear from behind me, and feel Josh slightly nudge my seat. "We have a couple days in NYC. Wanna do a bunch of stuff, stay out too late, and regret it the next morning with me?"

"Like a date?" I whisper, making sure no one was paying attention to us.

"Like a date."

"Of course." I smile, but look away when I notice a teen girl staring back at us. "Go back to pretending we don't know each other." I mouth back to Josh and resume scrolling through my Twitter feed.

Ben since deleted all of the pictures he had of both Debby and Mia. Which is both good, and bad. I hated the fact that he was posting pictures with Debby, or even interacting with her at all, in the first place. But Josh was right. She hasn't spoken to him since Debby stormed out of my car a few weeks ago. But unfortunately, neither has his wife.

I decide to text Jenna and get some updates. She wanted to tell Tyler in person, but promised me that she would let me know first.

To Jenna: Any fertilization yet, mama?

She'll probably get a good laugh out of that one.

From Jenna: IT'S TWINS
To Jenna: BITCH JFHsx
From Jenna: jk still waiting lmao USE MORE HUMOR TO CALM MY NERVES

I send her a picture of Tyler, sixty seconds after she sent him that text. His face? Priceless.
From Jenna: MY POOR HUSBAND, I'M A TOUR-RUINER
From Jenna: IF HE CANCELS IT OVER THIS, I MUST GO INTO HIDING FOR THE NEXT ETERNITY
From Jenna: it's negative omg

Oh my god. I feel relieved, and it's not even my uterus.

From Jenna: i'm taking another one, i'll text you in a bit

I look back at where Tyler and Josh are sitting. Tyler's knocked out. Josh is on his phone, with his headphones on.

"Ladies and gentlemen, as we start our descent, please make sure your seat backs and tray tables are in their full upright position. Make sure your seat belt is securely fastened and all carry-on luggage is stowed underneath the seat in front of you or in the overhead bins. Thank you."

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