Impossible Love

Chapter 6- A first for everything

To see his face I need to turn and actually look at him but what if he thinks I'm ugly and he screams and runs away? Oh I over think way too much. Just do it zoey.

"So josh, how old are you?" I say as I turned to him. Holy mother of god. The way the sun rays reflect perfectly off his green eyes is just to die for.

"I'm nineteen, and yourself?" Nineteen, the same age as my sister. Great.

"Awh. cool, I'm seventeen." I'm trying to sound sweet. If I sound like a man then he most definitely Won't want be my friend. Oh and The way that his shortish stone black hair flows effortlessly of his head and flicks at the ends is just so wow.

"So what do you like to do for fun then zoey?" He's actually making an effort to get to know me. No ones ever cared like that before.

"Well you know, just stuff really." Do I tell him that I don't really have many friends and I would rather be on my own than with my family? No, I don't want to scare him.

"Oh yeah.. Same as me I guess." I guess? What does that mean? Oh and his clothes. A white T-shirt with black skinnies and a black belt with a white buckle. Could this guy get any better?

"I guess..?" I want to know what he means. He might just think I'm being too nosy..

"We'll I don't really have any family and I don't really know many people around here... So I just kind of float about on my own." The tone of his voice made him sound a bit upset. Maybe I shouldn't have asked that. What kind of person am I? No wonder no one likes me..

"Oh. Well I'm kind of the outcast of my family so I know how you feel." Maybe it's time I talked to someone about my family. Maybe it would help.

"Oh, I'm sorry." He turned to me, looking sincere.

"It's fine, I'm used to it now." I flashed him a small smile. I hadn't smiled in ages, so it felt good.

He just curled his mouth into a smile and showed his perfect, white, gleaming teeth. This boy just keeps getting better and better. To be honest, his looks didn't really matter to me, what mattered is that he cares and actually wants to get to know me. Well I guess there's a first for everything.

By now, the sun had just completely gone down and was now hidden by the hills in the distance. I know It should feel weird, like talking to a stranger and everything, but it didn't. It felt like we'd known each other for ages, it felt right. It felt good knowing that there was someone who actually understood what i was going through and didn't feel the need to judge me. I didn't think that there would be anyone who would understand, but obviously there is, and I am so glad that it's him.

It was getting late and I hadn't had any sleep in nearly 2 days. I. Was. Knackered. I could quite easily fall asleep on this bench, but josh is here and I would look very weird. I better go home. Ugh home. I don't want to, but I have to.

"I should probably get going. I'm unbelievably tired." I even sound tired.

"Yeah, I can tell.." He chuckled. That little laugh caused a smile to form on my face.

"Well hopefully I'll see you soon?" What if he thinks I sound desperate?

"Yes definitely! What about same place and time, tomorrow?" Am I hearing things or did he really just ask me that? He actually wants to see me again. He actually wants to be friends with 'the outcast'.

"Yes, I'd love to." I might of sounded over excited but I am actually so glad he wants to see me again. Ok, I'm making this sound like he's going to propose to me. I hope he's not, I mean we've only just met and I'm not ready for marriage..

"Good. I'll see you then." He interrupts my thoughts, thank god. He's slowly starting to walk down the hill.

"Bye" I start to wonder down the other verge of the hill. Taking it slow and trying not to over think, I make it home. Sometime I wonder if it might have been better if I had been abducted by aliens or something.

I walk in and straight upstairs. None of the lights were on anyway, so everyone was probably already in bed. Yes! No hassle. I'm literally in such a good mood that I don't think anyone could ruin this. Not even my pathetic excuse of a mother.

I walk straight upstairs and in my room. I put my bag down, flop on my bed and fall straight into a calm, peaceful and happy sleep.