My Dad wasn't getting better, in fact, he was getting weaker. Josh was always at my house the past few days, he stayed with me this whole time. I cried a lot but he was there to cheer me up. We were getting closer to each other. Not close enough to tell him about my cuts, but I would someday. It wasn't like I had any choice. I had to. Anyway, Josh and I were babysiting his sisters. We played with their toys, we did some Hide and Seek games, we watched movies and again we played with toys. I was exhausted. We all ended up sleeping on the sofa.
I went home when I woke up. Josh told me he would come later, so, I went to the hospital. Dad was very tired, he was always sleeping. He lost all his hair, but he still was the most beautiful Daddy in the world. I walked in his room and, like I said, he was sleeping. I turned on the TV and watched it, obviously. It was really boring so I turned it off and started my homeworks. I was texting Josh at the same time and he was acting strange, I didn't know why. I'd ask him later, I thought. "Hey sweetie." I didn't notice my Dad woke up.
"Hey Daddy." I smiled, walking toward him and I sat on his bed, "You look so tired." I said, "This bed isn't that comfortable!" he laughed at his own answer. "Do you have plans for tonight?" he asked, "Josh is coming over." I replied, "You mean, your boyfriend is coming over?" he winked at me. "Daddy!" I blushed. I was blushing real hard. "Are you blushing? Aly you're blushing! Do you have a little crush on Josh!?" he was laughing, and I was dying of embarrassment."No! Dad, Josh is only my friend." I was laughing with him at the end. Why not? I mean, my dad was finally laughing for once, and same for me. Having fun with my Dad had made my day.
I stayed with my father for like an hour or so. He was tired, he needed some sleep. So, I went back to my house and Josh was already in it. I gave him a key in case he wanted to come while I wasn't home. "Hey Aly, I'm making dinner, want some?" he asked, "No thanks, I'm fine." I said walking toward him. "Are you sure?" he questionned, causing me to nod. He was cutting some cucumber and I walked behind him and hugged him in the back. "I was at the hospital." I said, still hugging him, "Oh yeah? How is he?" he asked, "Tired." I answered. He turned around and took my face in his hands, "You're okay?" he asked, looking into my eyes. "I'm okay." what else could I say? "I'm not ready to let him go." it was true. I never thought I had to let him go someday. "Come here babe." and he hugged me. Did I need to mention that he called me 'babe' again? I guess not. He was always calling me 'babe'. I guess it was my nickname, maybe? "You're more ready than you think." he said. I looked at him, not sure what to say. "You're strong. I know you'll be okay." he continued. Maybe he was right. Maybe I was ready, I just didn't want to, obviously. "I'm glad to have you." I said. He kissed my head and I pulled away from the hug and sat at the table in front of him.
When I told you that me and Josh were closer, I meant this closer. Always hugging, kissing my cheeks. Now would be the time to have a bestie. I mean, how did I know if I liked Josh? I never fell in love. I didn't know what it was like. I didn't know what to do. I never kissed someone. Never. I never dated a guy. I didn't know how it worked. "Aly. Aly!" Josh exclaimed. I was thinking too much, again. "Sorry, what?" I said, "I asked you if you were still not hungry." he laughed. "No, I'm not hungry." I think I was blushing, because he laughed harder. Stupid blushing.
"So, what did you guy did when I left?" I asked Josh at the table, he was eating. "We talked about you actually." he said. "Talked about me? Why?" I asked. "It's kind of funny, my sisters thought we were dating." he laughed at the end. "What?" that was cute, I thought.
"Yeah they asked me if we were 'in love'." he was smiling at me, "They are so cute. But what did you told them?"
"I told them that we were just friends." he said, and it was true, but I was hoping for another answer. I nodded, smiling.
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Fading Scars.
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