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I didn’t see Josh yesterday. Or the day before. Or the day before that. I came to the conclusion that he didn’t want to see me but I still wanted to try to talk to him. I’ve been texting him but he hasn’t really been responding. He keeps telling me he has to go when I try to talk to him about what’s happened. I didn’t even know where he’s going off to but I still hoped he was okay.
That was why I was going over to his house now. I wanted to know what was going on… and I missed him a lot. He was my only friend, after-all and I did like him. I decided that when I felt myself missing Josh.
He was just different and so great. I think that’s why I was hurt when I messed up. I didn’t want Josh to think I wasn’t interested in him. I didn’t want him to hate me.
I gathered up all my courage and walked up his steps. I was here now. There was no turning back. I hesitantly knocked on the door and stood back a bit, waiting for an answer. Not long after, a woman answered the door. She looked to be about in her mid forties with brown short hair and kind, brown eyes just like Josh’s.
“Hello, um, I’m one of Josh’s friends. Is he home?” I said awkwardly.
“Josh’s friend?” She thought to herself. She seemed to be surprised for a moment but then her eyes went wide like she’d recalled something. “I remember you, honey! You work at the ice cream place, don’t you?” I nodded.
“Oh, dear, I’m sorry but Josh isn’t here right now.”
“That’s fine. Do you know where he is?” She seemed nice.
“Oh, no-” The woman was cut off by a man that came up from behind her. He was tall and scruffy. He barely looked kept together and I assumed this was his Josh’s father. The woman stiffed when he put his hand on her shoulder in order to step in front of her. She looked uncomfortable.
“Therapy. Has been for the last three days. Who are you? Why do you want to know?” He spoke. His voice was deep and demanding. Just his voice alone persuaded you to speak and that’s what I did: spoke.
“I- I’m his friend, Tyler. I just care about him a lot and I haven’t heard from him in a while. I was just wondering where he was.” The man looked at me with disgust before talking again.
“You ‘care about him a lot’? What are you: gay? A fucking homo? Get out of my face and leave Josh alone. He doesn’t need you, he has us.”
“That was pretty rude.” I told him.
“Like I care. You’re just some faggot that doesn’t learn how to take a hint.” The man spat.
“Maybe not but I sure can tell when someone I care about has a pile of shit as a father.” I was heated. So much so I was just talking without thinking. Nothing I said was planned or what I would say to anyone but I wasn’t holding back now. How could someone be so rude?
“Get off of my porch, and off my property, fag!” His voice boomed but I stood my ground for the time being.
“Oh, look! That famous word popped up again. Just shows how small you really are, doesn’t it? I’ll gladly leave your presence but you can go fuck yourself, dick wad.” I spat, spinning around on my heels and storming off. I could hear the door slam behind me but I wasn’t worried about it.
As I angrily walked down the street, I saw Josh walking towards me. Usually, in this situation, I would just grab his arm and storm off with him to my house but I was so built up with anger, frustration and stupid emotions that I grabbed his confused face and kissed it with all I had.
It didn’t take long for Josh to wrap his arms around my waist and kiss me back with just as much force. He practically did it as soon as he felt my lips attached to his. Soon we were just standing there, eagerly and angrily kissing each other.
I pulled back. I thought I had released so much built up tension from not seeing or hearing from Josh but I was mistaken after I found myself slapping him across the face and pouting.
“What the fuck was that for, Tyler?!” Josh said in total shock as held the side of his freshly hit face. I furrowed my brows. Really? Was intelligence extinct now?
“I missed you! Don’t do that! Don’t leave and then not even talk to me!”
“I’m sorry, dang.” He sighed but I wasn’t even close to being done.
“And how come you didn’t tell me about therapy?! Or how much of a jerk your dad is?! You know I worry about you! I’ve been worrying this whole time!”
“I know you have.” That’s all he had to say. He looked at me with a smile. Why did he smile at things that didn’t call for smiling? It was really odd and, quite frankly, pissing me off now.
“Josh why are you smiling? Stop it. I’m angry at you.” I stomped my foot in frustration but he continued to smile. Why was he not getting this?
“I only smile because I think you’re cute.” I blushed at the notion.
“I guess I should have told you about therapy but it’s whatever. And I missed you too but I just couldn’t bring myself to text you for some reason. Are we okay now?” Josh held out his arms so I could hug him. I hesitantly nodded and moved closer so I could hug him. At least he was talking to me now.
“So why did I find you coming from my house, huh?” Josh questioned with a small chuckle at the end.
“I went to look for you but you weren’t there and your dad wanted to get rude with me. He’s a real dick you know. I don’t like him.” I said. I felt myself getting angry again but I relaxed and smiled pretty quickly when I felt Josh rub my back a little. It was a sweet gesture.
“Yeah, he is. Don’t worry about him though.” I hummed against his chest to show I agreed but he spoke again.
“You know, I’ve been thinking.”
“About what?” I asked.
“About us, I guess. I just really like you, you know? I think you’re really great and you’re like the only other person that cares about me other than my mom or my picky therapist. I appreciate it a lot.”
“Oh.” That’s all I could say, really. What was I supposed to say to that anyways?
“Yeah.” He went silent and I took it as a sign to talk. I probably should so he doesn’t get the wrong idea.
“I like you a lot, too.” I said, pulling back from him and looking him in the eye. I saw how they sparkled when I told him the news then a smile ran across his face.
“Well, would you mind going out with me?” He said after a while of just staring. I nodded a bit eagerly and Josh pulled me in for another tight hug. I didn’t mind though. His hugs were so warm and comfortable.
“Do you want to come over?” I asked.
“Sounds good.” Josh said with a wide smile. He intertwined our fingers together and continued walking home with me.
“Yeah, you should probably let your dad calm down first anyways. I kind of, sort of, totally told him that he should go fuck himself. Maybe called him a dick wad along the lines.” I told my boyfriend in a small tone. He looked at me with wide eyes and an open mouth.
“Just because we’re dating now doesn’t mean you can be mean to people.” Josh teased.
“Okay but your dad was being mean so I had every right to say something back.”
“Yeah, he’s like that a lot.”
“I can tell. You can stay with me if you don’t want to be around him anymore.”
“We’ve been dating for about twenty minutes and you already want me to move in? Fast mover.” He laughed. His laugh was mesmerizing.
“No! But I’m just saying. I have a good idea about something that’s going on and I don’t want you in an environment like that. I told you that already and I really mean it when I say I care about you.” Josh nodded.
“Besides, I have plenty of room here.” I pointed to my house. The massive house that sat next to the other massive houses identical to it. Each had so much unneeded space. Why did anyone need four bedrooms, three bathrooms and three walk-in closets? No one truly needed them, I thought.
“We’ll see, Ty. Let’s just chill for now though, okay?” I gave him a nod and smile and with that we were off to do what we did last week, just relax and have fun at the same time. We laughed and slept and ate, of course, all the while enjoying good company. I think that’s what we both wanted: company.
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