the fit + the hair = perfection
'I need another beer',I said quickly climbing down from the table I had been standing on, Josh looked at me slightly disapprovingly,
'are you sure that is a good idea?',
Josh asked me, I raised my eyebrows at him,
'did I ask for your insight?',
I asked him, he lifted his hands up in an attempt to act innocent. I shook my head at him before walking to the fridge and grabbing another beer, I felt Josh's eyes on me. I gave him a small smile before turning around and walking in the opposite direction, I heard someone follow me. I let out a deep breath before turning around to face the person, as I realised it was Josh I slowly began to smile,
'can I help you Richards?',
I asked him. He kept moving towards me, he stopped as he stood in front of me, my chest was resting against his,
'that depends',
Josh said to me. I began to nod my head at him, I put my hand on his chest slowly grabbing his shirt before leaving a light kiss on his lips before letting go and walking away from him. I quickly made my way up the stairs, I heard Josh somewhat run up the stairs in order to catch up to me, I looked around to see if anyway from the party was looking at us; nobody had even noticed. We reached my bedroom door and he quickly pushed it open,
'do you think this is a good idea?',
I asked Josh somewhat referring to his earlier comment. Josh slowly began to smile,
'does that matter? I don't think that's going to stop us',
Josh said, I slowly walked into the bedroom. I turned around to face Josh, he walked in and kicked the door closed,
'it most definitely isn't'.