Tyler's pov
"I'm tiered." I grumped as the car came to a quite stop in a small parking lot.
"Me too. Which is why we are going to go rest. Wait here while I go check us in." He said with a yawn as he got out of the car and closed the door behind him.
I dropped my head to the side against the glass of the window as I sulked.
The sun was just coming* up causing the previous night sky to very quickly fade into a lighter blue with grey undertones. I could see the painted sign that read motel on the front of a pretty plain two story complex.
(*I typed cuming the first time and I'm just so done with myself I need to leave 1 vote = 1 prayer for author)
I could hear birds chirping, all energised and ready start their day. Those darn birds.
"Darn birds!" I yelled in my over tiered state just as brendon opened up the car door again.
"It's like four in the morning." I whispered against the window with my heavy eyelids causing me to wince "Why are they making noises? Go to bed birds. Go to bed."
At this point I nearly started sobbing for no reason which is why brendon then had to drag me out of the car.
"Okay I think it's time for you to go to bed mister." Brendon said, his voice a little husky as he was tiered too.
Obviously he must've been more worn out than me considering he's had to focus on driving for hours and hasn't even gotten to nap unlike me.
But here I am, sulking and blabbering like a mad man.
Brendon grabbed out his backpack and locked his door before coming around to my side.
I slapped my palm against the window with my face still mushed against it.
"Make the birds go awayyy." I groaned as my hand squeaked along the glass as it slipped down.
"Tyler get off the glass so I can open the door." His muffled voice came from outside the car.
I moved off the glass and buried my face in my hands as I let out a deep yawn, listening as the car door was opened up.
"Okay come on hop out of the car and you can go collapse in bed." Brendon instructed with a hint of positivity.
I went to get out of the car but this great force was pulling me back..then I realised my seat belt was still on.
"Oh all the time just problem problem problem get off me." I blabbed at the seatbelt as I pushed at it.
Brendon sighed but still reached over and pressed the button that undid the seatbelt.
"Bless." I said to him as I tried to get out of the car, hitting my head on the roof of it.
I collapsed back in my seat and slapped my hands over my head.
"Ow ow ow." Was all I said as an intense pain overtook the front of my skull.
"Fuck. Are you alright?" Brendon asked as he dropped his bag on the ground and crouched down a little to check on me.
"Don't talk to me right now I'm hurt." I quickly told him as I winced with the pain.
"Are you going to be okay?" He asked further.
"I'll be fine. Just ahwoouch." I said as I sat there for a few moments trying to overcome the hurting.
"Let's go get you inside hmm? Then you can go lie down on a comfortable bed." He suggested.
I nodded and he grabbed my arms gently and helped me out of the car without bashing my head this time as I kept my hands clasped over my forehead.
He then reached in and grabbed my little backpack for me that just had a few essentials in it before handing it to me and closing up the car.
I stood there hugging my backpack, the pain subsiding as I stood there and sulked.
Brendon rubbed my back before giving it a little pat.
"You'll be alright. Just a few stairs and we can climb into bed and get ourselves some sleep." He assured.
"Stairs?" I questioned sleepily as I furrowed my eyebrows slightly.
"Yep." Was all he said as he tugged on the bag I was holding to get me to follow.
I nodded and trudged along behind him, barely picking my feet up as I walked from the car and into the motel, brendon leading me by my backpack.
He had already gotten a room so he lead the way up a couple of stairs to get to the above floor.
"I'm so tiered." I complained for the fiftieth time.
"Mm. Same." Brendon mutter from in front of me as we both tiredly walked up the wooden stairs.
I didn't even think I could make it up the stairs, my feet were like bricks, so heavy and hard to move.
I just wanted to melt into the stairs and never get up.
Which is just what I did.
Instead of taking the next step up I just gave up altogether and flopped onto the stairs.
It took brendon a couple of steps to notice I wasn't right behind him and he stopped to turn around.
"Tyler what are you doing?" He asked, his voice the quietest I've ever heard it because he currently lacked energy for once.
"I can't go on just goonwishatjjsjnsn." I mumbled as I practically started falling asleep on my backpack halfway up some stairs.
"Tyler noo. There is only a few steps left you can make it. Please get off the stairs I don't wanna have to drag you." He begged quietly.
"Drag me." I mumbled.
"No come on there's probably germs all over the stairs and you're lying on them get up." He said.
I groaned lazily before I forced myself to slumpily crawl up the few remaining steps until I got to the floor.
"You did it now come on. Just a little further." He yawned again.
I stood up and followed him down the hall until we got to door 19.
He unlocked it as I swayed a little beside him, my eyelids threatening to close again when he got the door open.
"Finally." He said.
"Bed." I said.
We both clambered tiredly into the room and he closed the door.
I slumped onto the floor with my bag and quickly yanked out some comfy pyjama pants.
I pulled off my shoes, took off my pants and slid on my new pants and collapsed onto the single sized bed on the right.
Brendon just closed all curtains in the room and collapsed on the single bed to the left, not even bothering to take off his shoes.
As soon as I climbed under the blankets I nearly fell asleep too.
"Brendon, is it bad to go to sleep when you've bumped your head?" I had to question to make sure.
"I don't think you hit it hard enough for you to worry."
With that answered he fell asleep two seconds after.
I nodded and after rolling on my side I fell straight to sleep too.
Hours later I found myself waking up, I blinked up at the cracked yellow painted ceiling and stretched my arms out above my head as I lay there.
I turned to see brendon laying in his bed still fast asleep.
I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and sat up trying to look around the room for a clock but I couldn't see one anywhere.
I decided just to check the time on my phone when to my horror I realised I didn't have it with me.
So after turning the tiny room upside down and emptying my bag out all over the floor I concluded that I must've left it in the car, so I immediately went to go get it.
I grabbed the room key off the bedside table and quickly changed back into the jeans I was wearing last night and slipping on some shoes before heading out of the door, closing it quietly behind me as I exited so as not to disturb brendon.
There was a guy leaning against the wall down the hall, I patted down my fluffy bed hair muttering a good morning as I passed him with my feet scuffling along the ground.
I made it out to my car in the parking lot, noticing the weather was slightly overcast.
Maybe we'd get rain tonight.
I cupped my hands on the window of the passenger side as I peeped in to see my phone lying on the seat, the phone lit up showing a new message along with older messages.
Messages from my josh no doubt.
"Found you." I muttered as I quickly went to open the door to get to my phone only to realise it was locked.
I bopped my palm against my head but then yelped as I had hit where I had smacked my head against the roof of the car this morning.
Five minutes into 'Brendon & Tyler's criminal adventure' and I've already done multiple dumb things.
I thought as I softly rubbed my head.
Damn it, how could I forget to bring the car key down?
Now I have to go all the way up the stairs and back down again.
Maybe brendon would be up and we could go and get breakfast, or lunch-whatever, I don't even know what time of day it is.
I sighed and turned around to go tromp my way back up to the room when I saw the guy that I passed in the hall standing in the Parking lot too, leant up against a car.
Great he probably just saw my fail attempt to get into my own car and my hitting my own self in the head.
All that on top of the fact that it's a cop car and I probably look like the most awkward officer ever.
Very quickly I started walking my sulking awkward booty back inside still rubbing my forehead.
When I got inside I saw a lady at the receptionist desk who wasn't there before, and I had to ask her an important question.
I cleared my throat, getting her attention.
"Um, do you wave wifi here?" I asked.
"We do, but not wifi that's available to customers." She told me.
I frowned and tried to negotiate "What if I paid for the password?" I then tried to smile in the way that josh does, the way that seems to get him anything he wants.
"No sorry." She smiled a fake smile.
I groaned "but I need the wifi!" I said loudly as I swung my head back.
At that moment the door opened as they guy from the hall and parking lot stepped in.
He seemed surprised to see me still standing there but then pulled out his phone and stood in the corner going back to his casual manner.
I narrowed my eyes at him before turning back to the lady at the desk.
"Nevermind." Was all I said to her as I walked off up the stars to get back to my room.
When I made it to the room I was staying in, I cracked open the door and quietly slipped into the room and decided to poke my head out into the hall.
There he was, coming around the corner at the end of the hall.
I quickly closed the door shut and flicked the lock on it before rushing over to Brendon's bed with my arms flailing as I jumped on it, impolitely walking all over Brendon's sleeping body.
He woke up, of course, and looked up at me through squinty eyes with his eyebrows furrow as I stood above him on the bed.
"Tyler, wh-what are you doing?" His scratchy voice asked as he rubbed his face.
"There's a man, there's a man following me." I whispered with wide eyes as I glanced at the door.
"Tyler, There's no man following." He grumbled as he tried to roll over and go back to sleep.
"Yes there is, he had a beanie on, and had a little moustache." I whispered down at him, running a finger over my top lip as the moustache motion "brendon wake up this is serious." I shook the bed a little with my feet.
"Don't worry." He mumbled into the pillow "That's just Paco." And with that said he snuggled on his side and went to go back to sleep.
"Ah right." I opened my mouth as I gave an understanding nod-
"Wait....paco?"
"Yes, paco. Now, get into bed with me as an apology for waking me up." He said his voice sounding throaty as he grabbed my arm and yanked me down.
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Bryler? Pffftt wh-what's a bryler? I mean, like, this is a joshler huh... *cough*