Stubborn Love

chapter: 10

Josh's POV

   I still cant believe Grace dumped a frappuccino on my head. It took forever to wash that stuff off when I got home, and on top of that the manager at Strabucks made me help clean up the mess. I guess I deserved it though. I said some really awful things to Grace that I didnt mean at all. I was just really mad and hurt that she would just freeze me out. I still love her and now I probably wont ever get her back.

   I know James is my son. I mean it's obvious, he looks exactly how I did when I was little. I want to be in his life and be a good dad to him. But I cant do that. I dont want Grace to think she has some power over me, and that she can do whatever she wants and I'll forgive her right away. I also dont think Grace will let me be in their life.

   Thinking about all this is really stressing me out, and its making me hate myself even more for what I did. I really needed a distraction and just when I thought that I got a message inviting me to a party. I gladly took that as an opportunity to forget everything for a while and to get drunk. This party starts at 8:00 and its 7:30 now so I should probably get ready. I know its weird for a guy to care a lot about his appearance but I do so it takes me a while to get ready.

   I took a quickish shower then fixed my hair into a quiff. I then went to my room and got dressed. I got dressed in black skinny jeans with a black and red muscle tee, white hightop Nikes, and a white, red and black snapback. When I was dressed I looked in the mirror and said, "Lookin' sexy Josh, as usual." I'm very cocky and I complement myself... a lot.

   I went downstairs and saw my little sister Bella helping my mom cook dinner. "Where are you going Josh?" my mom asked me. "Uhh just to a party with Mason and the boys," I said before picking up my sister. She is six years old and she is adorable. "What are you doing Princess Bella?" I asked her planting a kissing on her cheek. "I'm helping mommy make pasta for dinner," she replied wriggling around so I'll let her down. I put her down before turning to my mom.

   "I guess there is no stopping you from going to this party," my mom said. "Nope," was my response. "Fine but eat something before you leave," my mom said handing me a plate of food. I scarffed it down quickly because the party had already started half hour ago. When I was done I placed my plate in the sink then gave my mom, and sister a kiss on the cheek then I was out the door and on my way to the party.

    By the time I arrived the party was already in full swing. Almost everyone was drunk or almost at that point. When I walked in everyone greeted me. I nodded at them or said hi, depending on if I was friends with them or not. I immediatly made my way to the kitchen and grabbed a beer. I chugged it quickly and grabbed another. Amy came up to me dressed in slut gear, as usual. I still have no clue why I am dating this girl.

    "Hi Joshy," she said to me wrapping her bony arms around my neck. I really hate that awful nickname she has given me, like Joshy really. "Hey Amy," I said to her looking at everything but her. She roughly grabbed my face and started kissing me. I had no other option but to kiss her back. Eventually we stood in the middle of the kitchen making out.

   Her lips left mine and started kissing down my neck so I took that as an opportunity to look around. Amy really doesnt do anything for me, she is just a quick fuck that has given herself the label of my girlfriend. I saw a really hot girl on the dance floor and I really wanted to get a better look at her face to see who she was. I pushed Amy away from me and excused myself. She pouted a little bit but soon got over it when one of her friends walked by.

   I walked over to the dance floor and examined the girl, probably looking stalkerish. She was wearing a short black and white stipped dress, that wasnt to short so she didnt appear slutty. She was also wearing black ankle boots, black tights and a pink sweater. When she turned her face towards me I immediately recognized her as Grace. And damn did she look HOT.

 Grace's POV

   Tonight is a mommy free night for me, a chance to be a normal eighteen year old girl. Which is why I am now at some random person's house party with Jen dancing like no one is watching. I was in the middle of dancing to 'We Cant Stop' by Miley Cyrus when I felt someone staring at me. I turned around and found no other than Josh staring at me. He was far from me so I didn't really no one was going through his mind, and he wore an expressionless mask. I was in no mood to deal with him because I just wanted to have fun so I turned around and continued dancing. I eventually felt his burning gaze leave me.

   I was having  a lot of fun with not a care in the world. I was drinking a lot, but I wasn't completely out of it yet. It was really loud in the house so I excused myself from Jen to go find some quiet. My head was beginning to pound with a headache and the alcohol running through my veins wasn't doing anything for it. I went outside and it was much quieter.

   There were still people out here but not as many, and they were all smoking or making out. The backyard is really big so I decided to walk around and see if I can find a place with no one. I stumbled around for a bit then came across a place completely cleared of people.

   It was a little gazebo thing that had out door couches and a table. It was over all really cute. I took a seat on the love seat and just relaxed a bit. I finished the wine cooler I had in my hand and placed the bottle on the table. I closed my eyes and leaned back enjoying the peace and quiet.

   "Grace," I heard a very deep and sexy voice slur. I opened my eyes and looked up and saw Josh standing in front of me with two beers in his hand. I guess he is really taking advantage of drinking because he is sipping from both bottles. He stumbles over to me and almost falls on my lap, but I help him to sit on the other side of me.

   "What do you want Josh?" I said looking at him. "I want to apologize for what happened at Starbucks. I'm really sorry for what I said to you," he slurred. "Your just saying that because of the booze you have drunken," I stubbornly said to him. I am a somewhat stubborn drunk. "No I really mean it," he said moving closer to me.

    "No you don't," I said. "Yes I do," he replied. "Don't." "Do." "Don't." "Do." We argued getting closer and closer to each other. "I really do mean it Grace," he said before planting his lips on mine.

   I slowed started kissing him back till our lips were moving in sync. He bite my lip asking for entrance and I gladly let him in. Slowly the kiss was getting more heated. I didn't realize what I was doing till I felt Josh hand move down my side to the edge of my dress. I pushed him away and got up almost tripping in my drunken Josh filled haze. He almost fell off the couch from suddenly being pushed away.

    "What the hell Grace?" he said getting up and stumbling a bit. I just gave him one last look before I ran off. I ran from the gazebo into the house. I found Jen and told her I was leaving and than I ran home. Thinking about what was happening between me and Josh on the gazebo. The buzz from the alcohol slowly left my veins and by the time I got home it was barely there.

   I quietly snuck up to my room because everyone was sleeping. I crept into James' room and planted a kiss on his forehead, before I went to my room. I cleaned my make-up off and changed into pajamas. I settled in bed and quickly fell asleep, dreaming about what naughty things would have happened with Josh if I didn't stop that kiss.

   But I have to admit it was one hell of a kiss even though we were both drunk, him more than me.