one year later
"happy birthday, ty." i hear josh's voice.
my eyes open wearily, and realise i'm not in bed, but in josh's passenger seat, while he drives. it's dark, and i slide my phone out of my pocket, lighting up the car. "josh, what are we doing? it's 3am."
he keeps his eyes on the road, smirking.
"josh, tell me." i beg.
"just eat the cake and shut up." he smiles, and nods at the backseat. surely enough, there is a big chocolate cake wrapped in clingfilm. i grab for it, ripping off the clingfilm. i don't care if i look greedy, i'm just so hungry.
"thanks," i say through chews.
"here's your present." he adds, passing me a small rectangular package wrapped in frozen wrapping paper. "sorry, it's the only wrapping paper i could find."
"it's cool." i say, tearing off elsa's face and finding a mixtape. "aw, thanks josh."
"you haven't even listened to it yet." josh says, pulling in to a car park. "c'mon."
he steps out the car, coming round my side to open my door for me. i smile at him and slide my hand in to his. we don't talk for a while as he leads me through a forest, and then the moon is visible, and we are right by a huge lake.
"what are we even doing here?" i ask.
"swimming." he replies calmly, starting undress.
"josh! what are you doing?" i exclaim. "are you mad? it's december."
he doesn't reply, instead, he strips down to his boxers and starts walking towards a small cliff, that you could easily use as a diving board in to the lake. i sigh.
"wait!" i shout after him, quickly, taking my clothes off. i squeal as a freezing gust of wind passes me on to my pale skin.
i run after josh on to the small cliff thing, and think-fuck it, as i grab on to his hand.
"three, two, one-" josh whispers.
on zero we jump.
-
the end.
i'm sorry if this was a disappointing ending i was just kinda getting bored with it :/
thankyou for all ur lovely votes and comments! <3
![](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/91423531-288-k182599.jpg)
YOU ARE READING
the quiet ⭑ joshler
Fanfictionreader's discretion advised: this is twilight bad. "that's tyler. he doesn't talk much, well-at all, really." (i wrote this when i was like 12 so pls forgive anything that makes u cringe i have to rethink keeping this up a lot) trigger warning - sel...