The end of April || JOSHUA HONG ||ON HOLD

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"I'm Joshua," he said. Reaching for my hand to shake.

"I- I uh- ah know."

Joshua laughed, then made his way closer to me. I became stiff. I've never been so close with a guy before. What was I supposed to make out of this?

What was HE trying to make of this?

He let out a small sigh.

"Did you like staring at me earlier?" He had asked me.

Shit. Why did he have to bring that up? Out of all the things, it was that.

I could feel my face getting hot again. My face hasn't got this red since 9th grade. The WORST year of my high school experience.

I frantically shook my head. I don't want him to think of me in a wrong way. The last thing I want is for him to hate me.

A hand started making its way up my thigh, realizing it wasn't either of my hands. I jolted up, almost tripping over my own feet.

Joshua smiled at me, showing his perfectly lined teeth. He stood up, "Why are you blushing so much?"

I bit my lip, slowly backing away as Joshua kept walking over to me in a slow pace.

With each step I made myself closer to his bed.

Finally with my last step, the back of my legs hit his bed. The feeling of his bed sheets hit my back, I was now laying flat on his bed.

His strong arms held onto mine, pinning them down next to my head.

He was now fully leaning over me. More like he was on top of me.

My breath hitches and my eye widened.

The only thing I could do was kick.

More like knee.

Knee when NO man should be kneed. So I did just that.

A loud groan could be heard from his mouth. Along with a loud thud.

That must definitely hurt.

Sorry Joshua, but you should of saw that coming.

"Bitch."
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