Fading Scars.

Chapter 14

Alyson's P.O.V.

Today Josh was cuddling and kissing me, like the past 2 weeks now. He never did that. He never acted like that. What the hell was going on? "What are we doing today?" Josh asked, "Ray and I are going shopping and after we're going to watch a movie." I answered, looking at him, "No! Stay with me please." he looked sad, "Josh, we've been together like everyday since we are friends. I need this time with Ray." I told him, "Are you sleeping at her house?" he asked, taking my hands in his, "No. I will be back tonight." I smiled, kissing him, "Great then." he smiled back. 

"Hey Ray." Josh said to Rachel, "Hey Josh." she smiled. I was getting ready, so she came upstairs and we talked. "So, how's you and Josh?" she asked, "We're fine." I said, "I'm happy to hear that." 

Ray and I were at the mall for like 3 hours now. We bought enough stuff and had a lot of fun.

"What do you wanna watch?" I asked Rachel, we didn't know which movie we should go watch. But we choose and got some candies and walked in the theatre. 

My night with Rachel was awesome. We had a great time. But at the end, I wanted to go home. I missed Josh. We were together everyday since he got to school. It was the first time I went out without him actually. 

Ray got me home and I unlocked the front door of my house. "Aly?" Josh asked, "I'm back." I said, walking towards him. He hugged me thight and kissed me. "I missed you." he said. Now something was up. What was going on? I was gone for like five hours! "Okay Josh, now tell me what's wrong." I said, pulling away of our hug and looked in his eyes, "Nothing." he answered, trying to kiss me again but I pushed him, "Josh please. No more secrets." I told him. He was hiding something away from me and I wanted to know what it was. Maybe it wasn't the best idea, it would hurt my feelings or whatever, but I really wanted to know. He looked so upset about it. "Yeah, but it's nothing to worry about, Aly." he said, "Tell me then. I just want to know why my boyfriend looks so upset for the last few weeks." I wasn't mad, yet. But I knew if he didn't tell me soon, it would be bad. "My mom lost her job." he finally said, "Why didn't you tell me?" I asked, "I don't know, Aly. I'm sorry." he said, "No it's okay don't be sorry. But is it what makes you so upset and want to cuddle everyday with me?!" I asked, laughing at the same time. It was kinda funny that Josh was always cuddling and kissing me. "Yeah, about that. Maybe you should sit down." he was serious now. I didn't understand why and at this moment, I hated myself for asking him what was wrong. I sat down at the table and he started talking, "Okay look Aly, I wanted to tell you about this but I didn't know exactly how. So yeah, um, you know that my mom lost her job, but she applied to some others and she got one." Josh wasn't looking at me all the time he was explaning himself. "That's great!" I cheerfully said, "Not really. Her job is one hour from here. We are moving." he said, looking at me. I didn't know what to say. He was moving. How was I suppose to take that? I needed him! "B-But you can't leave me!" I was near to tears to be honest, "I know and I don't want to. But my mom needs me there. My sisters too." he said, taking my face in his, "But I promise I come to see you like everyday or every weekend! I swear Aly." I didn't even notice I was crying until he wiped my tears away and pressed his forehead against mine, "Please don't cry Aly. I'm so sorry." I wasn't in the mood to talk to him or anything. He was hiding this from me all this time. He could have told me and I would have spent all my fucking time with him. All of it. I got up of the table and headed to my room. He didn't follow me or anything. He understood. He wanted to let me the time to think, I guess. But like, thirty minutes later, he was knocking on my door. "Aly, can I come in?" he asked, a little shy, "Yeah." I said. He opened the door and walked up to me. He sat on my bed next to me and I put my head on his lap, "I should have told you sooner. I'm sorry." he really meant it, "When are you leaving?" I asked, "Next week." I nodded my head and the tears started to fall again. He wasn't going to be at my house everyday and everytime I needed him. He wasn't going to be there to watch movies with me. He was going to be gone.