What If I

The Night.

Me and Josh fall asleep on his bed. And we both wake up to a weird noise coming from downstairs.

"Stay there Poppy." He instructs and I stay. Like a good girl. And then I hear him yell. Very loudly. WTF is down there. I run downstairs and into the living room where Josh is.

Brittney. Why is she here at this time and what right does she have to break in? I look at her. She is in a patterned shirt and a mini skirt. She walks up to me and gives me a hug. I don't hug her back.

"Why did you break in Brittney? I am calling the cops-"

"Don't. I have these." They were pictures of me. When I was happy. When everything was just fine when Corey and I had never met. I was a brunette and had many friends but Corey told me to get rid of them.

"Where did you find-"

"Tessa,Louis,Sam. They contacted me and sent me these. They said they miss you. They said they want to meet up with you soon. Would that be ok with you Poppy? I can say no to them..."

"No thanks Brittney. When did they say?" I ask, a changing tone in my voice.

"Tomorrow. 11 o'clock." She says, handing me the pictures and walking out. They have numbers on them.

I study the polaroid pictures, taken with my Grandfather's huge vintage camera. I see me, as a brunette. On a skateboard, skating through downtown LA.

"How-" I stutter. Brittney stops me.

"Just take them." She hands me a stack more. I shuffle through them, studying the minor details. Like Sam leaning on the hood of my truck while Lewis and me pull stupid faces while Tessa takes the picture.

"Thank you Brittney, but I think it's time you leave-" I stop him.

"I owe you that coffee. Stay here for the rest of the morning, then we can grab coffee straight after. I have plenty spare clothes you can wear, pyjamas in fact. I'll go get 'em. Josh, can you help em find them please?" I say batting my eyelashes. Josh sighs and takes my hand and we walk through the doorway and up the stairs.

"Moriah, what were you thinking? We don't know who she is! She could be seeking revenge for Corey! Hide!" I can hear the panic in his voice, lumps in his throat.

"She's someone I want to get to know. Please let her stay Joshie!" I plant a soft kiss on his cheek, causing him to smirk slightly.

"Fine but you make sure you're alright at all times, if you feel the slightest bit uncomfortable let me know. Ok babe?" I nod my head up and down.

"Hey Moriah. Where am I sleeping? Don't give me anything too fancy! I'll sleep on the couch if you want." Brittney interrupts, her voice hoarse and scratchy.

"Sure. Go ahead, the blankets are in the cabinet   under the coffee table." I respond, giving her a quick smile. Josh picks me up and carries me up the stairs, I feel like a princess.

I take off my shirt and I tell Josh not to look, he does anyways. I jab a finger at his chest playfully and he takes off his shirt. I pull him into a kiss, long and passionate. We fall onto the bed and almost make out. I say almost because I realised I had a guest downstairs. Bummer.

We both get into our pyjamas and spoon in bed, putting my head on his shoulder, his thumb rubbing my palm. We fall asleep really quickly, him first and I watch. How peaceful he looks. I never had this before and I'm so happy I do now.