I think I love you...

He likes me, he likes me not

* Maya walks up to the Matthews door & pushes it open*
JOSH: * in his pj's on the couch watching friends* Maya? What are you doing here? Where is everyone else?
MAYA: I left.
JOSH: what, why?
MAYA: don't ask questions you already no the answer to. You know why Josh.
JOSH: *starts to sigh* look, Maya, you know I'm to old for yo-
MAYA: would you stop saying that & stop treating me like a child!
JOSH: BUT YOU ARE MAYA. I'm 17. Soon to be 18! & you are 14. That's almost a 4 year difference.
MAYA: so what. Age doesn't matter! You love who you love.
JOSH: wait, are you saying that you love me?
MAYA: I don't know! Maybe.
JOSH: see, you don't even know how you feel.
MAYA: but I do. *grabs Josh's hand* I've liked you since I was a little girl.
JOSH: Maya....if you were just a little bit older. Then I-
*josh is interrupted by a warm feeling around his waist*
MAYA: please stop saying that. *she said that very muffled* just hold me and never let me go.
JOSH: come here. *as he pats the side of the couch next to him*
MAYA: *sits down next to him and he puts his arm around her*
JOSH: I like you Maya. I really do. But if you just wait a few years, who knows what will happen.
MAYA: that's the thing, who knows. I need something to hold onto.
JOSH: well how about this. *he leans in and kisses her*
MAYA: that's just enough. *she puts her head on his chest and watches friends with him*