Josh had guided me to a big field. No one was around to see us. It was just me and him. He let go of my hand and we both sat down close to each other on the grass. There was silence for a moment before I spoke.
"Josh, I'm really really sorry for shouting at you earlier. It was the stress and I know I had no right to take it out on you. It wasn't your fault. I'm sorry." I apologised.
I could still see the hurt in his eyes although he tried to hide it.
"It's fine. Honestly. You were upset and It's good to just let it out you know? Instead of just keeping it all inside you. I mean like that's the worst thing to do."
"Yeah, I guess."
There was a silence again.
"Please don't do this to yourself again." He begged looking down at my wrist.
I glanced down at the scar and shivered slightly. "I won't."
"Promise me!" He quickly replied.
"I promise Josh."
He held up his pinky and I linked mine with his. "Pinky promise." We both laughed.
I kept my eyes to the ground. I felt nervous again. I always felt nervous around him but this time it was more than ever. He carefully picked up my hand into his and trailed his fingers down mine before locking them together. It made my heart flutter and I felt my cheeks turn red. He then gave a small laugh.
"What?" I asked suspiciously looking up.
"Nothing." He replied still smiling.
"Tell me, what is it?"
"It's just..just you."
I was confused at his reply. "Me?"
"Yeah you. You're just so perfect. And beautiful. And amazing. And..." His bright eyes met mine again. I felt myself blush an ever darker shade if red.
"And it's cute when you blush" he smirked.
I held my hands to my face to cover myself from going even redder from embarrassment. I couldn't help but smile.
"Hold on a minute." He smiled back reaching into his bag. He pulled out an A4 book and a pencil.
"What's that for?" I asked.
"I want to draw you."
By now I was smiling like mad. Knowing that he actually wanted to draw me made me really happy.
After about 20 minutes of talking and drawing he finished. There was his finished artwork drawing of me. It was done in so much detail. He really was good at drawing. I was memorised.
"Wow! Your so talented, this is amazing." I complimented him, gazing at his work.
"Its you, Beautiful isn't she?" He winked.
I smiled back and passed him his book. I pulled out my phone that had been vibrating in my pocket. 3 missed calls from Paul and my social worker.
"Shit!" I cursed under my breath.
"What's wrong?" Josh immediately asked.
I showed him the calls. "You're going to be in trouble, This was all my fault, I've got to take you back." He quickly jumped up and held out a hand to help me up. I thankfully took it and he pulled me up to my feet. My hands instantly locked with his again.
"Josh.." I started. He turned to face me. "Thank you...for....for being here for me. It really means a lot. It feels like your all I have, and your always there when I need you. So thank you."
He smirked as he leaned in and gently crashed his lips against mine. It felt as if it was the first time. They moved against each other perfectly. Like it was meant to be. I couldn't help but smile back through the kiss. When we pulled apart he spoke;
"It's my pleasure. But now we really have to get you home before your in even more trouble." He smiled.
I agreed. I knew I would be in trouble for bunking, but it was definitely worth it.
