80's Films⇔jøshler (boyXboy)

0.5 [Lies]

you're never gonna love me, so what's the use

patrick is still smiling at me like an idiot and josh still isn't paying any attention to me. is he not interested? he had or has to be. we hooked up.

pete is looking at me with his eyebrows raised and i shake my head. "what?" i questioned.

"i asked if you were ready to skate. that's what we're here for," he sneered at me. what was his problem?

"yeah. let's go," i nod my head at him. he simply raised his eyebrows and walked away. i don't like him.

i stand up and grabbed my skates, shoving them on and tying them carelessly. i couldn't take my eyes off of josh. he looked like a god. i don't know why i couldn't take my eyes off him. he wasn't dressed any different as normal but he still looked really good.

there was an arm on my lower back and i instantly stiffened, only to find out it was patrick's.

"ready?" he smiled widely at me and i smiled back.

"yeah, let's go," i replied.

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the music here was terrible. i mean it's what was on the radio but i wasn't much for the people they played. i only really liked house of heroes. a little pathetic, i know. but josh is all i can think about, all i care about. he barely talked to me the entire time we skated. patrick was chatting with pete, which i didn't mind. patrick can have other friends. but when i saw josh with a girl, in short i was pissed. i crossed my arms and teared my eyes away from the two of them.

a hand was placed on my shoulder and i turned to look at who it was. expecting it to be patrick, i was surprised to see that it was pete instead. his eyes were red and he smelled distinctly of alcohol. i scrunched my nose and said, "i didn't know you guys got beers."

"i didn't get any but pete got a few," patrick remarked, looking at pete.

i cringed slightly. i hate drinking with a passion. not to mention that pete's arm had slithered its way across my body and to my hip. i felt slightly uncomfortable but i didn't want to make a big deal about it, so i tried to leave by excusing myself to the bathroom.

as i got up to use the restroom, the hand on my hip moved away. i felt relieved but soon as it was gone, pete slapped my ass. i whipped my head around, balling up my hands.

"what the hell?" i shouted angrily. i had tears brimming my eyes and they dared to spill but i wouldn't let him see me cry.

he smirked and patrick got out of the booth with me, escorting me to the door. "go to the car. i'll be there." his voice was authoritative but comforting.

i didn't go to the car but instead waited for patrick at the door. i'm so happy that i did because i got to see josh punch pete.

it all happened very fast and i didn't register what josh did until pete was grabbing his nose and stumbling into the booth.

"what the fuck?" i heard pete yell.

josh approached me quickly and pushed past me to the door. i followed him.

"josh, why did you-" he interrupted me with an abrupt kiss.

his lips tasted of cherry lip balm and they were the same shade too. the way he kissed me was needy but also soft. he pulled away and buried his head into my neck

"i want you," he murmured. his hot breath lit a fire in the pit of my stomach and my skin felt hot. he only said three words and they left me burning, wanting more.