Missing-Joshler

Chapter Three

one month into school i was assinged a school history AND art project with Josh. We became good friends and we started hanging out with eachother alot. my crush on Josh never seemed to go away it only grew and grew.  Joshes face was burned into my mind and i started having dreams about him bending me over an- *clears throat* anyways, josh is coming over today. I change into a black hoodie and a pair of basketball shorts.

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josh and i sat down on my bed. we began to work on the art project since it was due before the history project. we began to talk as we thought about what to do. i looked over at him  "Are you okay?" he nods and puts on a fake smile but i dont fall for it. "You havent really been talking. whats wrong and dont lie to me." he sighed. "Me and Debby broke up and she turned brendon against me. really all i have now is ....me.." i nodded slightly as i stayed silent

 'DID YOU HEAAR THAT. HIM AND DEB BROKE UP. MAKE A MOVE'

'no not yet. we dont even know if he likes men or-'

"do you mind if we have lunch now?" he asks. i nod as we get up and head downstairs for food. josh reaches up for food and his sleeve on his sweater slips down and i see his wrist. my eyes widen but i dont say anything. we figure out what to eat and head back upstairs with our food. 

we continue to think of ideas as we eat. "is that a ukulele?" i look over and see my casual ukulele just in my closet. "Yeah.. uh.. do you want to play it?" i ask. he laughs and shakes his head. "trust me i cant play." i get up and grab it as i strum lightly. "how about you play something?" he says. "okay.." i began to play a song i wrote for him.  

"We don't believe... what's on TV.. Because it's what we want to see.."

Josh listens calmly as he eats

"-And what we want we know we can't believe...We have all learned to kill our dreams.I need to know That when I fail you'll still be here..'Cause if you stick around, I'll sing you pretty sounds and we'll make money selling your hair.."

he chuckles and smiles as i continue my song

"I don't care what's in your hair..I just wanna know what's on your mind. I used to say I wanna die before I'm old but because of you I might think twice..." I smile and strum the last note. a faint blush grows on my cheeks as i put the ukulele down. "Do.. do you want to um.. continue" he asks 

"yeah"