April 23rd, 1999
Matt's POV
Tonight, was another band practice for our band. Ramsay Fiction. Fiction was here but one thing was missing. Ramsay. He wasn't here for the band practice he had planned last week. I pulled out my cell and gave him a call.
*Ring. Ring. Ring.*
"Hey you have reached Joshua Ramsay. Call back later." The voice-mail said. I gotta talk to him now. This is ridiculous.
"Alright guys, we will have to practice next week. I gotta go find Ramsay." I told our other two band members. They nodded and started packing up. I grabbed my guitar case and got into my car. Luckily, Josh didn't live too far away from my house so, I could easily drive there in at least 5 minutes. When I got to the Ramsay house, I waited outside for a minute and listened to the slight sound of yelling and arguing. I couldn't hear a lot of what was going on but, I heard a few words coming from the voices of Josh and his father.
"Joshua, I'm done with this! You have started drinking, doing drugs and you have dropped out of school! You have no choice but to either go to rehab or get out and live in the real world!" His father yelled. The sudden sound of tears was heard. I'm guessing his mother. I looked through the small window beside the door and saw Josh's father standing in front of the door to the basement, arms folded and Josh, holding onto the wall trying to maintain balance. Josh's mouth moves but, I couldn't hear what he said. The only think I saw after was Josh's father, walking downstairs while Josh walked towards the front door. I moved so he couldn't see my face through the window as he came out and saw me.
"Hey man..." Josh said, emotionless. He pulled out his last cigarette, a black lighter and started to light it.
"Hey. You didn't show up for band practice..." I told him, sitting on the steps. He sat next to me as he dragged his cigarette.
"Sorry about that man. If it isn't too late, we can still go have some practice..." I paused him there.
"I told them to go home already." I said, trying to sound upset or angry. I was upset that he didn't show but, it angered me that he planned it and didn't show. I guess I should have not expected him to show in the first place.
"Matt, I got something to tell you really important." He finished his cigarette and stepped on it to put it out. "I have been addicted to drinking and heroin for the past few months or so..." He told me. I knew about the smoking because Josh would always have a cigarette or two before practising, but the heroin was a surprise to me. I didn't think he was a guy into gateway drugs. I looked at my feet with my arms resting on my legs, while Josh beside me, ran his hands through his black hair. The band would have to be broken up, unless Josh wanted to stay together till he came back, but I highly doubted it that he would be back before we all moved on with our lives. Josh has been addicted for months now and for him to fully recover depends if he wants to get help or not. He could be in there for months or even years, but I didn't want to wait years for a band he started for him to come back, only to be by himself because he hasn't moved on yet. Josh held my hand and slightly grabbed it as he trembled a little. He was scared.
"Hey Josh. You will be alright. You will get better and start your future after there, rather as a musician or not, but I feel like you won't get out of rehab within the year so, I think it is best if the band broke up. I will always be your best friend but, I need a future too, not have a band where the lead singer isn't even there for probably years." I told him. He looked up at me with the piercing blue eyes. Tears slightly started to form. I always had a small feeling for Josh but, I didn't think he was into me at all. A small, single tear fell down his cheek. I wiped it with my thumb as I placed my hand gently on his fragile skin. Josh leaned forward slowly. Life played in slow motion. I leaned towards him as well as our lips collided. His lips were soft like I imagined, but the bitter taste of cigarette still lingered in his mouth. He slowly slipped in his tongue, as I played along like his toy. I pulled away slowly and we stared into each other's eyes.
"Matt, I love you. I always have. Since the first day we met. Your beautiful brown eyes and your matching brown fringe was always adorable. You are the only person that accepts me for being me. I never said anything cause I thought it would ruin our friendship." Josh whispered a little. I was caught by surprise. Josh didn't want to ruin our friendship by saying he had a thing for me? I smiled a little.
"Josh, I love you too. Your crazy personality and your amazing singing skills are the things I love about you the most." I whispered back. Josh's eyes widened slightly. I pressed my lips against his again as he slowly ran his fingers through my hair. Josh pulled away and looked at me again.
"Want to take this inside?" Josh said, smirking devilishly. I smiled back and nodded in agreeance. He pulled me up as I fixed my hair a bit. Josh opened the door to see his mother, and his sister, Sara, sitting on the couch. Sara was hugging their mother as she rested her head on her shoulder. Josh leaded me to the basement door when we moved back as it opened to Josh's father. His father put his hands in his pockets to hide what he took, but it was no surprise what he took. Josh's drugs, razors, cigarettes and lighter. Josh did cut but, not very often as he mostly just smokes to get rid of the stress rather than cutting. Josh held my wrist and dragged me down the stairs to a door across an open lounging area. He pushed me into his room and slowly walked to me, and gently pushed me onto his bed. I was nervous. Josh was going to take my virginity, which I have always dreamed about but, thought would never happen. Josh crashes his lips into mine, as I tug at the bottom of his shirt to take it off. I slid it off of him and he layed me down on his bed. He could see me being nervous as I looked around the room awkwardly.
"First time?" Josh asks, hovering over me. I looked at his belt line of his skinny jeans to see that his had already had a slight erection.
"Yeah... Kinda nervous..." I said awkwardly. Josh smirks a little and pecks my lips a little.
"Don't worry. I'll lead you through it." He slides off my shirt and starts unbuckling my belt. I was shocked. Has he done this before?
"Um..J-Josh? Have you d-done this b-before?" I stuttered nervously. Josh slightly laughed a little.
"Nope. But I do watch private videos during Josh time." He winked at me and slide my pants off, putting them on the ground. He walked over across from me, with my back facing the door. Josh slides down my boxers a little to see that I was slightly hard. I blush in embarrassment.
"Awe is Matty embarrassed because Joshy is the sexiest guy alive?" Josh teases me. I hit his shoulder playfully. "Well, Joshy can fix that." Josh gives me the devilish smirk again as he puts his lips on my downstairs part and slowly sucks and bobs his head. It felt amazing, considering he learned from porn and I have never done anything with a guy or girl in my life. About halfway into Josh's job, a knock on the door was heard. Well at least by me, because Josh kept going as if he couldn't hear anything.
"Josh. I think someone is at the-" I tried to say as i filled his mouth and the door opening. I looked down at Josh who saw the door opened and the person standing there. Sara. Great. Now your best friend's sister has seen her brother give his best friend a blowjob. Fan-fucking-tastic Matt. Sara closed the door quickly as Josh cleaned himself up. He kissed my lips to only taste what he swallowed from me. To be honest, it was bitter-sweet.
"Next time, I will let you return the favor." Josh smirked as he threw me my pants and shirt.
"Maybe I will, Joshy." I teased him. He smiled at me.

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