One love

Chapter 25

25 chapter? Should I end it at 30?35?

I tryed to make it longer but didn't know what else to put.

Joshs POV

I stayed over at Beka's house that night. We kind of just sat on the couch in each overs arms. Beka basically cried herself to sleep that night, my insomnia kept me awake I fell sleep for one or two hours in the early morning. I slowly got up leaving Beka on the couch I want to The kitchen and pulled out a few eggs and a package of bacon and started cooking. Around 10 minutes later Beka woke up and came to the kitchen I was just about done cooking when she said "I'm going to go get my mail"

I grab your waist and said "no no no no stay and get it after" knowing got the letter from rehab was it sitting in her mailbox waiting for her to open it. Beka turned around and placed her right hand on my cheek looking into my eyes she leaned in really close I started to lean in too but she quickly turned away ran out the door saying "I'm going to get my mail!"

I quickly ran after her soon catching up to her and picking her up and throwing her over my shoulder before she could reach her mailbox.  I brought her back to her room and said "I'll go get your mail" I walked out and went to her mailbox grabbed everything I put the rehab letter on the bottom of the pile and walked to her room. I placed  her mail down when she wasn't looking so I could make sure she didn't know where it was and would need to look for a few minutes.

Beka's POV

I had to admit, I do have feelings for Josh again but Knowing what Josh tried to do to me and what my dad did ( the same thing) it's hard to trust boys. Or. People. And i couldn't keep my emotions in any longer. I turned to Josh who was looking at me. He smiled and walked up to me. I stood up and looked into his icy blue eyes " Josh I really...

"Fuck!" Josh ran to my kitchen muttering curse words and soon wanted out with bacon that looked like it had been on fire. " I'm an idiot" he spoke as he tried a little piece of bacon made a grossed out face and dumped the pan of bacon into my garage. "I'm really sorry but what were you trying to tell me?"

"Nothing"damn I can't tell him now "It doesn't matter"