"Josh?" I whispered. We were laying in bed, about to go to sleep. He hummed and I turned in his arms. "I-I lo-" my voice cracked and I couldn't talk anymore.
"What's wrong?"
"I can't say it! I just wanna say it."
"Calm down baby boy. It'll come. I promise. You'll be able to say whatever you need to."
"But how? What if I can never say it?" I whispered.
"Then it's okay. You can just look at me with those beautiful eyes and I'll know. I'll know whatever you wanna say."
"Thank you."
"No problem. I love you." I looked at him with those eyes and he smiled. "I know you do." I smiled and hugged him.
"I don't know why I can't say it. I wish I could. I'm sorry."
"It's okay. You've been hurt by me. I understand. It's your mind protecting you."
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Cigarettes At Church
FanfictionJosh was born and raised strict Catholic. Mass every Wednesday, no tattoos, no hair dye, no sex before marriage, and no homosexuals. And then he finds Tyler after mass, smoking behind the church. Tyler's the exact opposite of Josh. He's not religiou...
