I apologise if you feel something ~fransykes~

Chapter 4

Where will I go?
When the only home I've known is ashes now
How will I know when the only love I'm shown is so changeable?
How do I grow then, when I've been alive for the best part of my life
Feeling alone
Feeling alone with you
Without you
With you
Without
With you
Without you
With
Without you

Josh's POV

Oliver actually texted me after that. And I texted him back.

It got to the point where I would sit by my window at night, waiting in anticipation for his reply. The ping of my text notifications became the highlight of my day, I would literally sit there staring into space into, I heard the distinctive ringer go off and then I would leap up to open my phone as quickly as possible.

Turns out Oliver knew where my Aunt lives as she was friends with his parents. That's why I wasn't that surprised when I answered the door one Saturday morning to find the curly hair boy stood there. He was dressed in extremely skinny black jeans and a yellow shirt, which was a smart move considering it wasn't really hoodie weather today.

"Oliver what are you doing here so early?" I asked him cautiously, not wanting to sound like I didn't appreciate him coming to visit me. I definitely wasn't expecting to see him at the door though, maybe if I knew it was him I would have bothered to put a shirt on or brushed my hair, it literally look like I've just been dragged through i hedge backward. Curse you bedhead.

"Well I was thinking that maybe we could go down to the lake today? My sister wouldn't come with me so I though maybe it would be fun to hang out with you." He smiled innocently.

"Glad to hear I was your first option." I rolled my eyes playfully, pretending to be hurt by his words.

"Joshhhh you know it's not like that."

"Fine, stay here whilst I get ready." I whined dramatically before turning up the stairs to go get dressed as quickly as possible. I threw on the first shirt I saw and quickly raked a brush through my hair, applying a small amount of gel to the top of my quiff to keep it up. I then brushed my teeth before rushing back down the stairs.

When I get to the kitchen, i see that Oliver is sat down at the table with a cup of tea between his hands, taking to my Aunt. I dread to think of all the embarrassing things he could have told him about me by now.

"There was this one time when Joshua cried for an entire hour because he fell face first into the sea when a wave hit him." My Aunt laughed with Oliver. "The funniest part is that he was 14 at the time. One of the lifeguards had to buy him ice cream to stop him crying."

Great. Just great. Now Oliver was full on laughing at me with my Aunty. She couldn't have picked a more embarrassing story if she tried, I had since repressed that memory but her telling it to Oliver had just brought it back to me.

"Ummm Oliver can we go now?" I blushed, motioning to the door awkwardly. At the sight of me, he broke into another wave of laughter before he got up and walked to the front door with me. We both got into his car in silence.

"Is that story true?" He questioned.

"Yes." I blushed. He laughed again before starting the engine of the car and backing out of the driveway.

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The lake glistened in the summer sun. Not many people were around, maybe one or two families. Oliver opened up the boot of his car to reveal some towels and a plastic Tesco bag full of food. We walked down to the dry mud by the edge of the beautiful blue lake and sat down. He pulled out some wraps before handing one to me. We talked as we ate the small selection of food he had brought, mostly about our childhoods and growing up at opposite sides of the country.

"Wants to go for a swim?" He asked timidly pulling his shirt over his head. I couldn't help but stare at his beautiful skinny chest, my teenage hormones going crazy at the sight of another males body. I've got to admit, going from banging boys every other day back in London to getting none was having a big effect on my body.

"Yeah sure."

I took off my shirt like he did, waiting until he took off his jeans to take off mine. Goddamn he had nice legs. I probably shouldn't be starring at them but I can't help myself.

"Race you to the dock!" Oliver cried before running off without warning. My reflexes quickly reacted, sending my body running after him. I guess years playing football finally payed off, as I was able to catch up with him before I knew it. When we both reached the end of the dock I swung my arms out information of me, quickly pushing Oliver off the edge and into the lake. He fell into the water with nothing but a not-so-manly scream.

He surfaced after a few seconds, splashing around to get the water off of his face.

"Josh you dick!" He cried before he grabbed my hands, pulling me into the water with him. We continues to splash around, thrashing water into the others face until we were both soaking wet. The midday sun was well and truly gone by the time we got out, leaving us both wet and freezing.

I tried to get out the lake and walk to where we left our towels as quickly as possible, proving difficult when I was also trying to get there before Oliver who was racing behind me. It got even harder when I felt a pair of skinny arms wrapping around my waist, pulling me down onto the ground with them as we both rolled around in the mud. Oliver giggled as I pinned him to the ground, me being the champion of our little wrestling math on the dry mud, and started to tickle his sides. He wiggles beneath me as we both laughed, to anyone walking by we must have looked mad.

When we finally arrived back at the towels it was almost the evening. We were both covered in a messy mixture of both water and mud at this point but we didn't care. This was the most fun I had had in a long time, absolutely beating any party I had ever attended back in London.

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"It was nice hanging out with you." I said to the curly haired boy after his car stopped on my Aunts driveway.

"Yeah, you're not to bad yourself."

"Maybe we could do it again sometime soon?" I questioned.

"It's a date, city boy." He smiled sweetly, showing off his perfect smile. Honestly, if I could have, I would have kissed him right then and there. Unfortunately I didn't know if he felt the same way about me, we were just friends after all, I'm not even sure if you could class us as that.

Maybe some day we can be more.