Joshua laid on his bed, questioning if his rebounding feelings that were surfacing true. In a sad attempt to dramatically fall, he hit his shin on the leg of his bed.
"Fuck!" he whispered.
He tenderly laid his injured body to his bed. Joshua realized right then and there, that while he failed to fall onto his bed, he sure had no trouble falling for Yshell. God he was so hopeless. She had probably already moved on, and felt nothing but brotherly love towards him. Like treating a sick puppy.
On a whim, he decided to call Angel.
"Hey this sounds out of the blue but, what have you noticed about my actions as of late? Do I...am I...drawn to someone?" He whispered into the receiver.
"Yshell. Obviously. Everyday, I have to snap your attention because your busy drooling over her! I can't even walk with you, because you always move paces away to her. It's simp behavior, actually."
He ended the call, turned his stomach to his mattress, hugged a pillow, and screamed his heart out.
"JOSHUA! Cállate!" the voice filtered into his room. He knew his mom was mad at him. Had he really been that obvious? Does Yshell know? He decided to call Angel again, filled with regret as doing so. "Hey. Uhh"
"What do you want know?" Angel asked irritated for Joshua so blatantly hung up on him. "Does Yshell know I like her?" Joshua asked. Angel groaned.
"I don't know. I barley talk to her, ask someone else. But, yeah probably." Angel now, in turn hung up on him.
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Two Hearts
Romansa2 teens. Unsure of the meaning of love. Find themselves in a predicament, to risk it all to be with each other. Who will confess first? Joshua? Yshell? 1 wrong move could have them rejected. Will they do it though and risk their friendship? Find out...
