It's Complicated

07

When I finally got home, I ran up to my room and laid on my bed, opening up wattpad and reading for about an hour. What? I appretiate creative writing... Anyways, after an hour I got a text from a random number.

'Hey Tyler, it's Josh.'

Fuck. My eyes widened, I could not believe this was happening.

'Hi Josh wyd'

'nothing I'm bored text me stuff'

'My dog won't shut up'

'what's your dogs name'

'coco'

'I'm more of a cat person'

I debated on making a pussy joke, but decided not to.

'Do you have cats?'

'tYLER THESE QUESTIONS ARE BORING'

'FINE YOU ASK ME A QUESTION'

'what are you wearing?'

My giggling stopped abruptly.

'Tank top and boxers'

'BOORING'

'what are you wearing?'

'nothing'

I flushed red at the thought of that. My god we barely just met, he moves quick. I mean, I know I'm just another boy to him, nothing more, but I wanted to think I meant something to him.

'oh'

This conversation went on for almost an hour, just asking dumb questions and Josh not-so-subtly flirting with me, making me squeal like a fangirl. Until he asked me a question that made my heart stop.

'are you single?'

What. wHAT THE HELL.

'Josh didn't we literally just meet today'

'Can you answer the question first'

'yes, I am'

'Well, I've been watching you for a while'

'...creepy'

'NOT LIKE THAT ugh it's hard to explain, I like you a lot though'

My heart was doing backflips and I was smiling like an idiot.

'thanks I guess?'

'will you go out with me?'

'absolutely'

I wanted to scream, although this sounded like 6th grade conversation, I quickly texted Melanie.

'HE ASKED ME OUT'

'WHTA'

'IM HYPERVENTILATING'

'HOLY SHIT BABY'

'JENDJSNDJAVDJG'

'USE PROTECTION'

'STFU'

':^))))'

I then got another text from Josh.

'Wanna come over my house? I have disney movies'

'where do you live?'

'*adress*'

'coming'

This was happening so fast, and I wanted to believe he didn't just want me for sex, it seemed that was all he ever cared about. That and Ashley, but maybe I could mean something more... maybe. I threw on some black skinny jeans and quickly hoped into my car, telling my mom I was going over a friend's house, and drove to his apartment. Lucky bastard, I don't have enough money for an apartment, but when I get enough, I'm moving out. Anyways, I pulled up into the parking lot and walked inside and upstairs until I found room 93.

I let out a shaky breath, I've never been this nervous in my entire life, and that's saying something. I finally knocked on the door and waited while hearing footsteps, until the door swung open and I wanted to scream. He wasn't wearing a shirt, all he was wearing was big baggy pajama pants hanging loosely around his waist, and I didn't see boxers... He looked tired and his pink hair was all messy and frizzy. And I'd be lying if I said it wasn't the most adorable thing I had ever seen. I blushed slightly which I don't think he saw under the dim lighting. It's was 5:12 now.

"Hey Ty."

I nearly choked on my words at the nickname.

"Hi, Josh."

"Come in."

He stepped aside to let me inside of his apartment. God help me.