16. what the fuck, josh?

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CHAPTER SIXTEEN
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after vinnie walked away to get her a drink, she opened her phone to tiktok. her guilty pleasure was watching her boyfriend's tiktoks, all of the ones about her. it made her feel warm and giggly 'n shit.

a couple minutes later, she felt a tap on her shoulder. "hey, took you long enou-" she said as she looked up from her phone.

this man was not vinnie.

"hi, olive." joshua said to her. her heart dropped. the absolute last person she expected to be in front of her was josh. she hadn't seen him in a long ass time, so his appearance was different. his hair was longer and he had stubble growing in patches. he very obviously let himself go.

"why the fuck are you here?" she said in a hushed voice, not wanting to bring attention to the fact that she was talking to her ex. she knew damn well that his ass was not invited to the party, and anyone seeing them talking would cause issues that she did not want to deal with.

"to talk to you."

she scoffed. "i don't want to fucking talk to you." she crossed her arms defensively. she hadn't talked to him in a while and she planned for it to stay that way.

"you're going to talk to me." he grabbed her wrist before she had the chance to move it away. she looked to the people on the couch next to her, curious to see if they'd intervene, but they were either high out of their minds or busy making out.

"josh let go-"

"we're going to talk." he continued to drag her towards the direction of her room. she assumed he remembered the layout of her home from when he used to frequent it when they were together.

she ended up letting him take her there. she didn't want this to become a huge problem or take away from anyone's fun because she's having problems with her ex. she was praying he wouldn't try something with her, otherwise she'd end up with a bruised hand and he'd end up with a broken nose and very hurt balls.

"talk." she said when they finally made it inside her room. she closed the door but not completely, just in case she needed to get out quickly.

"i miss us, olive." he said getting straight to the point. they stood a couple feet away from each other, but he proceeded to inch closer to her. she took a step back.

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