"To what do I owe this pleasure?" Josh smirked as he leaned against the closed door. My heart was ramming against my chest as I looked at him nervously. I knew now that coming here was a stupid, idiotic move. But it was too late. I was here and there was no way he was just going let me go.
"I came to talk about what happened at the party and well, Harry," I murmured my voice so low I don't think he heard me all that well due to the furrowing of his eyebrows.
He pushed himself off of the door, talking a few steps towards me. With every step he took forward, I wanted to take one back but my feet felt as though they were glued to their spot and that was petrifying.
He walked until he was right in-front of me, 2 inches maybe three. I took this chance to look him over, studying the multiple bruises on his neck, hickeys. His lips were red and swollen as though he had just been kissing for the last hour or so. Then again, maybe he had. He did open the door just as he was putting a shirt on. But surely the girl wasn't still in the flat, right? I shook the thoughts from my head as he reached out gently caressing my cheek. I flinched under his touch, taking that step back I was oh so dying to use. His lips curved upward as he moved toward me again. His hot breath was hitting my face as he opened his mouth to speak.
"I was wondering when you'd come to your senses," He chuckled leaning in, his lips getting dangerously close to mine before I placed my hand in between our faces causing his lips to come into contact with it rather than my mouth. Josh stayed there for a moment, confused, before he pulled back looking at me strangely.
"What was that?" He asked perplexed by my actions.
"I didn't come here for that, Josh," I informed, my voice shaky from the close proximity. Plus, something about him just set me off. He bit his lip looking at me, causing my eyes to travel down to them. If he was with a girl, then where was she? Or maybe it's a guy? No, definitely a girl.
The upward curve of his lips told me I'd been caught. I cleared my throat a blush rising on my cheeks embarrassed I'd been caught staring at his lips. Innocent or not, he saw it how he wanted to, "Really? Cause it kinda looks like you did," He smirked, his hot breath hitting my face once again. Before I had a chance to say or do anything, his lips were placed on mine.
They weren't even there for more than a second before I pulled away slapping him. I threw a hand over my mouth in shock of my actions as Josh just stood there with an emotionless face glaring at me. It felt as though my heart was going to burst from my chest as he cornered me against the wall, his lips forming a sickening smirk. It wasn't like the smirks he'd given before nor like the ones Harry has, this one was different. This one gave me an uneasy feeling not that I wasn't feeling that already.
With his hands on either side of my head on the wall, I was trapped. He took his right hand trailing it down the left side of my body making me shiver under his touch. I was terrified. Coming here was possibly the biggest mistake of my life. I should have just stayed at Harry's wrapped up under the blankets with him while we watched any movie other than The Notebook.
But I was stupid. I was always stupid.
I squirmed under his hold as he grasped my arse, "Josh please," I pleaded tears beginning to fill my eyes.
I was always getting myself into these situations and this time there was no one to save me. My family and friends thought I was with Harry, while he thought I was home. I couldn't tell him I was going to Josh's, he'd talk me out of it. Yell at me even for thinking of something so stupid. But now I wish I had. Now I wish he scream in my face trying to knock a little sense into me.
Josh chuckled before lowering his face down to my ear, "Please what, darling? What do you want me to do to you?" He whispered into my ear hotly, now both his hands placed firmly on my arse, making me squirm uncomfortably.
