{This takes place in a high school setting and involves some drug use, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED}
Walking through a crowded hall was enough stress to cause a heart attack.
"Stop walking so fucking slow, damn!" You yelled to the slow crowd in front of you.
Your remark caused you to get a lot of dirty looks but you honestly didn't care. The only thing on your mind was getting your next dimebag.
"Ugh, where the fuck is he?" You mumbled under your breath as you leaned against the concrete pole.
You sighed, every Wednesday was "Weed Day" and everyone new it. It was just a pain waiting for Josh to come through with it.
As you browsed through your Twitter you heard footsteps padding their way across the sidewalk.
"Finally, what took you so long?" You asked as he approached you.
"Things that a girl wouldn't understand." Josh replied with a smirk as he reached into his backpack, pulling out a small plastic bag filled with your weekly high.
"Really? 'Cause I understand a lot but what I don't understand is what is so damn important that you've been late every time." You complained while exchanging your money for his weed.
"I said it's nothing goddamn it!" He yelled.
"Oh, well. I guess I will see you later, right?" You asked, kinda heartbroken that he yelled at you.
"Look, I'm sorry but if you come over later I'll explain everything. I promise." Josh said in a much quieter voice.
"Okay, I'll be over." You said while walking to the old oak tree by the football field.
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~(Time jump to afterschool 😜)
After taking a long bus ride home you walked through your front door. And then it hit you. You were supposed to go to Balz's house.
"Shit." You cursed under your breath. You rushed to your room to change into some comfier clothes and was shocked when you opened the door.
Sitting on your bed was a dozen roses and note.
The note read:
Y/N, I know I haven't been acting the same lately but I have to admit, you are a beatiful creature. Ever since I became your dealer I couldn't stop thinking about you. Please, if you don't feel the same, don't feel bad. I totally understand. I just didn't know how to tell you.
Signed,
Josh ♡After reading the letter your eyes filled up with tears. Nobody has ever said those kinds of things about you. You wiped the tears away and walked downstairs to get a vase. As you turned the sink on the doorbell rang.
"Come on in!" You shouted towards the front door.
The door opened and you heard them shut the door and take their shoes off.
"Um, Y/N, where you at?" Josh called out from the dining room.
"I'm coming." You said as you entered the room.
An awkward silence fell over the room but you had an idea. You walked over to him and wrapped your arms around his neck and hugged him. It took him some time to adjust to you but he eventually wrapped his arms around your waist and hugged back.
"Thank you." You said into his neck.
"For what?" He asked.
"For saying all those nice things about me, nobody ever says those things." You replied smiling.
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Motionless In White: Imagines & Smut
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