"Hello." He hissed out of the corner of the dark room, I dared to call mine. He sounded distant, but I still cowered to direct my attention towards him. I soon felt cold air on the back of my neck, forcing me to turn around. His eyes were red like flames, clothes disheveled and torn. Even though his soul appeared dark...
gon·er (noun) a person or thing that is doomed or cannot be saved. - Joshler (Tyler Joseph x Joshua Dun) First Person, primarily Tyler (I suck at updating on time so) There should be 20-30 chapters in this fic :)
"Our deal was 19." Harry whispers, brushing our noes in bit of a playful manner. His dimples deepening from either side as a fair giggle left my mouth. "I'm yours."
