Biology||Josh Richards

5.1

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The next week felt like he and I couldn't stay apart, every minute that we weren't in our separate classes at school, we were together. Whether it was when we were doing homework, eating dinner, everywhere.

We've been kissing, cuddling, hand wandering... but it hasn't gotten to that extreme extent yet.

I feel as though we needed to talk about the next step, instead of just doing it. It was too important to me to just allow it to slip away so easily.

And to worsen things, even more, I was inexperienced, but he wasn't. Josh has had sex and had those life opportunities that everyone seems to take for granted.

The situations always sounded like they would be incredibly awkward and unreliable.

Today was Monday, the first day of winter break which meant I'll be leaving to go to my father's new home for the first time in about four hours.

I haven't seen him, it's been a couple of weeks since I last did, but somehow I felt freer to do the things that make me happy.

Josh had his phone propped up on my window sill, lip-syncing the words to a song as he filmed himself doing so.

I, for one, was not. I had my duffle bag laid on my bed, stuffing it with clothing items and toiletries. I have no idea where the house is nor what it looks like.

I leave for Australia next week, the fourth week of December. And yet- I still haven't even mentioned it to Josh even though I knew I needed to.

"Josh?" I say, almost inaudible and unsurprisingly he doesn't hear me.

"Josh," I say again, louder. This time and clicks pause on his video and turns his head to me.

I look down at my suitcase as he walks over next to me and lifts my chin to look at him eye-to-eye.

He looks down at me with worried hazel eyes. "What, baby?"

I blink away the tears that sit in the back of my eyes and continue, "I need to tell you something, but I don't know how you'll react."

"Okay..." his facial features drop and he can't stand to look me in the eye. I haven't even told him yet?

"What? What's wrong?" I mumble panicking on the inside.

"Are you- are you cheating on me?" He asks in a whisper as I see his eyes become glossy and his shoulders slump.

"What?" I'm shocked. How the hell could he think that? He knows damn well I only really talk to him. "How could you even think that?"

"You're not?"

"No!" I grab his face, clutching it in my hands. "Josh, I would never do that to you, you know that."

Now my cheeks were wet with tears, his were too. But now it's his turn to be mad at me.

"I'm leaving for Australia on Thursday, for a month." I blurt out in the spare of the moment.

His face goes from sorrow to confusion before anyone would be able to even think. "Savannah what the fuck are you talking about?"

"I'm leaving for Australia, for a month," I repeat slower and more cautious this time.

His face twists, "how long has this been planned?"

I swallow the large lump that has now formed in the base of my throat, "a couple of weeks."

He shakes his head with a cocked-up eyebrow, "and of course, you didn't tell me."

He quickly wipes his tears and eagerly grabs his phone and stomps out of the room. I stand there, in the same spot, utterly shocked.

I run to the window and open the blinds, his car is pulling out of the driveway before speeding down the road. Shit.

I lean my back against the wall beside me and slide down it as I allow the tears to flow freely. I can understand why he would be mad because, hell, I should've told him the moment I found out.

It would be easier if I were to only be gone for a week but I'm going for a whole month.

Josh and I show our affections through physical affection, as we've been doing for so long now. But while I'm gone, our only form of communication between each other would be our cell phones, unless we decided to become overwhelmingly professional and use letters.

I was still confused why he had mentioned that he thought I was cheating, why would he say that? I know he has had a past of being cheated on but it seems like there is more to the story.

Although, he doesn't know much about my backstory either. I might even consider telling him if he tells me his.

We needed to break through the surface tension that laid between all past barriers of our lives, our childhood, our whole existence itself.

a/n

if you weren't able to catch on, there are indeed Easter eggs and foreshadowing in this chapter.

yes, it is indeed very VERY short but I felt the major need to update.

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