Chapter 7: Secrets

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"So, earlier?"

Josh asked me.

I knew in the back of my mind, if I attempted to share, I'd start bawling.

"Yeah, what about it?"

"I could tell through your voice that there was something up."

I took a deep breathe.

"You better get a box of tissues and ear plugs then."

I kidded around.

"No need for those, I'm all open."

He flashed a sincere smile at me.

Though, this felt quite odd.

Every time I had been with Josh, it was never really grave.

He's usually such an obnoxious trouble maker, always flirting up on the spot and just wild.

I backed away from him, turning to face his direction with my legs crossed on the sofa.

"This morning, we grabbed a bite to eat at a small diner.

When I stepped out, getting a good whiff of the fresh food..."

I choked up all over again.

"It just.. Really took me back."

I then began to weep.

Josh pulled me closer to him for a hug, burring my head to his chest.

Yet, this was only the second time we've ever hugged. The first being at his 18th birthday party.

"Hey hey, no. Don't cry. I promise, I'll be here for you, alright?"

He whispered to me, full of pity.

My tears rained all over his plain white t-shirt, the small amount of makeup I still had on from the last crying session, got on it as well.

A few minutes later, I released myself from him.

"Looks like I've got a little bit of girl on me."

He chuckled.

It made me let out a slight giggle.

"Ah man! I'm sorry."

He stood up slowly took it off, as if he was trying to turn me on.

"Damn."

I mumbled under my breath.

His body is absolutely perfect.

He's blessed with big biceps, an eye pleasing eight pack abs and a deep v-line.

I couldn't control myself after seeing such a heavenly thing.

I wiped up my face.

"You know, I think I'll just start unpacking now."

I quickly grabbed a couple boxes, making my way upstairs.

"Hey, let me help you."

Josh called to me.

"Uh..... I can get it myself. Thanks though!"

I ran up the stairs.

When I reached mine and Sarah's room, I threw down the boxes to open the door.

"Finall-"

"Eeeeep!"

I cut off Sarah.

"Oh my gosh, PLEASE don't sa-"

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