Band Nerd // Joshler {DISCONTINUED}

«four • casa dun»

Josh unlocked his front door, our hands still intertwined, then opened it. We stepped inside, and he closed the door behind us. "Hey mom, dad, can I talk to you for a second?" he asked.

"Of course sweetie wha-" Josh's mom started as she came into view, stopping when she saw me holding Josh's hand. "Honey come quick! Josh doesn't think he's gay any more! Our prayers have worked!!"

I cringed hearing her say that. I knew Josh was still gay no matter what. Who knew what she'd say if she found out I was transgender, gay, and atheist. She'd probably pass out from all the 'unholiness' in her house.

"Uh, so this is my b— girlfriend Julia. I know it's kinda soon but I was wondering if she could stay the night?" Josh said, giving me reassuring glances as he said 'girlfriend' and 'Julia' as he knew those words made me uncomfortable.

"Of course Josh! She can stay over whenever she'd like as long as nothing unholy goes on between you two. No intercourse before marriage!" Josh's mom proclaimed. I understand why she made Josh depressed, She was basically a walking bible who shunned sinners.

"Thanks mom. We'll be in my room." Josh tugged me up to his room, then shut the door. "Welcome to Casa Dun, where gays and atheists are prohibited." He said, cracking a laugh afterwards.

"I can tell your parents would love me then." I plopped down onto his desk chair and swirled around a bit.

Josh walked to the window and opened it. "In case we need to abort mission and sneak out." I nodded. I had snuck out so many times in my life, I understood exactly why he wanted it open.

"So, what do you do for fun around here? Seeing as your parents are essentially Mary and Joseph." I inquired, whilst taking in his room.

"First off, wouldn't that make me Jesus then? Second, you'll probably hate me for this, but I'm either, 1. Blowing Donald, 2. Banging Jefferey (my drums), or 3. Getting drunk or high." He said, gesturing to his collection of alcohol bottles and jar of weed and joint under his bed.

"Well then." I had never gotten drunk before, but I'd definitely gotten high. "That sorta makes two of us." Josh looked surprised as he sat on his bed.

"I never saw you as the ruin your life when you're 14 type. Wanna go for a smoke then?" He gestured towards the window and pulled 4 joints and a lighter from under the bed. "Unless of course you'd like to get drunk?"

"Nah alcohol isn't my thing, but I'll never pass down a joint." I was still stressed from earlier, so a joint or two would help cool me down.

"Okay cool, lemme just change my shirt and we can sneak out like the edgy kids we are." Josh pulled off his shirt right in front of me, revealing his chest. And shit, for a 14 year old, he was toned. My mouth hung open a bit, and he noticed, winking at me jokingly.

"I don't know if you want to, but I have a beanie you can stuff your hair in if you'd like." He offered, handing me a black beanie.

"You've literally known me as more than an acquaintance for maybe an hour and you already know me so well." I stated, incredibly happy that he was making an effort to understand me.

As I finished stuffing my hair, Josh started crawling out of the window, then I followed. We landed on the grass, and stared walking back to the lake. Arriving there, we sat on a rock and he handed me a joint and the lighter. The comforting smell of a joint filled my body as I took a drag.

Josh was right next to me, smoking his own joint, I began to feel the buzz of a high, and gained enough confidence to lay my head on his shoulder. I wanted to kiss him so badly, but I knew I couldn't do that.

"You know what your hair reminds me of Joooooshie? Blueberries. I almost wanna eat it." I tried grabbing a tuft of his hair and attempted to munch on it.

"Aghhh Tylerrrr. Don't do that."