It’s crazy how the thing that made me realise how bad I am for Josh is the thing that brings me all this pain. Yvonne.

She brings all this bad stuff and past with her but even I can see that she is better for Josh then I will ever be. The only thing that me and Josh will ever be to each other is friends, that one distant friend that gave up.

I want him to forget me, no I need him too forget me. And for that to happen I can’t let him know just how much I want him in my life right now.

Josh’s POV

Fuck sake.

I actually felt like punching the wall I was sat staring at. I hadn’t moved for hours but I just couldn’t stop thinking, it was like my brain didn’t want to turn off.

I’m such a fucking screw up. I can’t stop thinking about Britt she brightened up my day with that cheeky rare smile of hers and the mere presence of her made me feel instantly more relaxed. I know I sound like such a cheese ball but I’m really protective of my friends I don’t like anyone hurting them at all, and that includes me.

DAMN IT why am I such a tool?

It’s all my fault she’s gone, I know that she told me she needed space away and she was too busy for me and all of her friends but honestly that was bullshit. I could see it in her eyes she was pissed at me and upset about Yvonne.

*Flashback*

‘Josh?’ Britt looked up at me with curiosity in her gaze and questioning in her tone. ‘Can we go now? I need to get away from here.’ She continued on looking torn. Instantly I felt my protective instincts kick in and I reached out in the distance between us and grabbed her wrist pulling her behind me away from the 5 ‘famous’ boys just stood staring at her in front of us.

Frowning at them I could still feel the gentle ebb of anger at their ‘surprise’ for Britt, I don’t know why I was so angry at it I just was, I can’t control my emotions okay?

Giving them one last warning glare I drag my eyes away from them and focus back on Britt, giving her hand a gentle squeeze I offer her a tentative smile before beginning to stride away from the familiar surroundings of the lake.

Once far enough away from the boys I give Britt back her hand and she looks up at me with a smile. ‘You know I really think that we deserve some pizzaaa!’ I say in a matter of fact voice breaking the tension that had begun to build as soon as we left the lake. I knew deep down that the only way we could get around the tension for definite is to talk about the issue but right now I could just tell that she didn’t want to talk about it. And too be honest anymore pushing me today and I’m pretty certain I’m just going to snap.

Just as Britt was about to reply to my offer the chorus of my ringtone cut her off:  

‘All I want is a place to call my own

To mend the hearts of everyone

Who feels alone

You know to keep your hopes up high

And your head down low.’

Looking up at her guiltily I shoved my hand in my pocket desperately trying to get to my phone quickly. As I pulled it out of my pocket with vigour it slipped from my hand and fell to the floor a couple of centimetres away from Britt’s foot. I face palmed myself at my own clumsiness and groaned at the embarrassment I just made of myself.

Damn it so not cool Josh so not cool.

‘It’s Yvonne’ Britt’s harsh and cold voice brought me out of my thoughts. Wait what?

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