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

I'm a Banditø ~6~

[Normal POV]

You and Isabelle started talking about the opening act and some of the songs they played.
"Hey, how long do you think is gonna take for them to set up?" Isabelle asked.
"About a half an hour." You told her.
Isabelle nodded "sweet. Do you want want any food?"
You shake your head, "nah but I'll take a water."
"Okay I'll be back in a minute with some fries and a water."
"Wait, Issie I can go get it for you." You offered.
Isabelle shook her head "Nope. You already got me food. Now it's my turn. And I'm getting a large order of fries cuz I know you. And you will want fries."
You laugh "Okie dokie! I'll be here posting on insta."
Isabelle smiled and walked away to get the food.

[Tyler's POV]

As we were getting set up for our show, I was helping the crew bring things on and I was letting them do their thing.

10 minutes later, the crew members asked Josh to pre set his torch. He went to his dressing room and couldn't find it.
"Oh Josh. When you came into my dressing room I think you brought it with you."
"Oh sorry dude, I can go get it." Josh apologize.
I shook my head, "Is okay man. I can go get it. Go get some water and energize up."
Josh smiled, "Thanks man."
I nodded and smiled softly.
I turned away from him and started to speed walk towards my dressing room.

I didn't know for sure if it was in here. I just needed to be alone once more before I go onstage. I looked around for about 20 seconds before I found it on the couch next to my laptop. I picked it up. As I was walking past my mirror, he appeared.

"What?" I asked, sounding tired of him.
"Oh Ty. You act like you hate me."
I gave him a bitch face.
"Hey, easy tiger. Or should I say... Cheetah." He smirked.
My bitch face stayed and may have gotten stronger.
"Hey, don't shoot the message man."
"Okay shut up." I say, not enjoying him taking my words away from me.
"What I wanted to say was, you know where she and her friend are standing. Maybe give her money's worth."
I nodded and walked away. I closed the door to my dressing room and went back onstage. I handed the torch to Josh and he thanked me.

[Normal POV]

You finished posting pictures and videos that you have gotten so far throughout the day. The last one you posted was the Clique singing Taco Bell Saga with the caption "@ Tylerjoseph don't put tomatoes on our tacos!"
You were also texting your mom and dad. They asked how your day went and you told them just to call you.

"How's Isabelle?" Your mom asked you.
You chuckled "She's good. She got hungry again so she went out to get some fries and a water for me."
You had your parents on FaceTime, the fans were chattering but not super loud. For now.
You kept chatting with your parents for a couple more minutes then you saw Isabelle come up to you with fries and two waters.
"Boom!"
"Thanks Issie!" You smiled at her and snagged a fry.
"Told you." She smirked.
"Say hi to Issie!"
Your parents smiled and waved through the screen "Hey Isabelle." Your dad said.
"Hey guys!"
"How has your day been?" Your mom asked.
"So amazing!" Isabelle smiled.
"Awh well I'm glad."
"Yeah! Me and Vi made some new friends and bonded over the band."
"I saw on your Instagram." Your dad said.
"Mom, dad, Imma let you finish," you chuckled "but it's ten minutes until the concert actually starts."
"Is Isabelle driving you home?"
Isabelle nodded "Yeah. I drove her here so I can dump her back at her house."
"Have you two been drinking?" You mom asked.
You rolled your eyes "No mom. When I want to go meet my idols I think I wanna be sober and remember it."
Your mom laughed "I know, sweetie."
"Alright we'll let you two enjoy yourself. Call us back when you can! We love you."
"We love you too!" Both you and Isabelle said at once.
You hung up the phone as you and Isabelle started to chat and eat the fries.

Down to five minutes left. You and Isabelle were feeling the hype.
"Okay we're done with this crap. Let's get it into the garbage. But like I gotta be back quick." Isabelle said.
You chuckled, "I'll time you. Okay don't run and act spazzy."
Isabelle nodded "Okay. I mean I got five minutes."
You started to get your stopwatch app on and you looked at the time, "Four minutes now."
Isabelle's eyes went wide as she dashed off. Calmly and not plowing people down. You started your timer.

Isabelle came back without the garbage.
"And time!" You cheered and gave her a highfive.
"What's my high score, coach?"
You showed her your phone.
"Two minutes and six seconds."
"Nice! And damn only two minutes until they start!" Isabelle was very excited.
"I know!!"

You two continued chatting until the lights fell black.
Everyone started to scream. Including you two.
Slowly, dim lights lit the stage. You saw Josh wearing his jumpsuit and his bandanna around his face. He held a torch with his fist and held it high in the air. He started to travel across the stage to his drum set.
Then, a car started to rise from the stage. And on that car was Tyler freaking Joseph! Screamed would not stop.
You and Isabelle were only 20 feet from the boys and you both were cheering so hard.
(Jumps between songs)

"I can't believe how much I hate, pressures of a new place told my way." Tyler started to sing. He had his ski mask over his face as he sang. Your eyes didn't were to go, the screen, Tyler, Josh, the fans. For a two piece band, there was a lot going on. That's what makes them stand out.

Jumpsuit ended and levitate started, you had to admit, you LOVED that smooth transition.

The stage when black and the screen played a video of a red beanie going around town. Then the lights went up revealing a red had being lowered to the stage. The riff for 'Stressed Out' plays as Tyler grabbed the hat and put it on his head. You started to scream.
"What's your name?" He yelled into the mic.
"My name's Blurryface and I care what you think!" The fans yelled.
Fans continued to yell the lyrics as Tyler sang and Josh drummed his heart out.
"My name's Blurryface and I care what you think." Tyler sang as he pointed to your general area. It felt like his eyes were on you but that was just you.

You and Isabelle laughed and smiled at each other while you sang with Tyler as he moved around the stage.
You started to record again.
"Used to play pretend give each other different names, we would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away. Used to dream of outer space now they're laughing at our face saying wake up you need to make money!"
As the Blurryface voice sang, Tyler actually sang with the track. He came as close as he could to you and bent down letting fans touch his hand. Then he pointed directly at you for the rest of the song. When the song came to an end, he shot up and walked away from the pit and over to his piano.

You recorded it all.
You were dying!
"DUDE HE JUST STARED AT YOU FOR THE ENTIRE END OF THE SONG!" Isabelle screamed.

"Nicely done, Ty Dy."