Just Let Me Go [A Nosh Fanfiction]

Chapter 5: What's wrong?

"Hey Josh, get up, we're here."

I wake up feeling rather irritable. The sound that anyone made was unbearable. I got my stuff and rushed out of the bus. I leaned on the bus, resting my head against it. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. I waited for the others. Finally they were all set and ready to go.

While things were being set on stage we were all in the back. I sat down on the floor and just really sat their thinking about nothing in particular. Sandy was passing by talking to Jon, as he was busy going on about something stupid that happened to him, he didn't see my foot and stepped on it.

"Aye mate, can you watch where the fuck you're stepping?" I said rather harshly, I then looked away. I don't know what his reaction was, or what he said after that because I was back in my own world again.

What the fuck is his issue? Why the hell is he acting weird with me? It really fucking bugs me that he's being that way. I honestly hate that he's ignoring me. I haven't done anything for him to be doing so. God, why the fuck am I in this situation? Nothing has ever made me feel this low in my life.

I suddenly feel the urge to wee, so I get up and head towards the toilets. As I enter the room, there he is, washing his hands. I halt as I see him, he does to once he turns to look at me. I then keep going and do my business. I hear him start to leave.

"Hey Josh?" I know I'm upset with him, but that part of me that loves him, can't resist, but to answer.

"Yeah?" I say as I finish buttoning my trousers. I then head to the sink.

"Eh, sorry I didn't text you back. Uh, my phone died on me." I roll my eyes.

"It's alright Niall. You don't have to bother apologising." I say a bit bitterly, not looking up or at him as I wash my hands.

"What's your problem?" He says back.

"Nothing. Nothing alright?" I say turning to him. I start to inch closer to him.

"I should be asking you that very fucking question, mate. What the fuck is your problem?" I have him trapped against the wall by the last word. He looks away from me.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I shut my eyes in exasperation.

"Oh don't act like an idiot Niall. You know what I'm talking about! You've been acting weird for a while now. I fucking notice it. And I can't help but feel like it has something to do with me, cos you seem to be swell with everyone else."

"Josh, I don't know what the fuck you're talking about, now get the fuck away from me." He pushes me as he says those last four words. I look at him and rush to him and I do it. I press my lips to his, hard. I kiss him harshly. He lets me but soon begin to struggle. He pushes me, but I have him pinned with my body, my hands have a strong grip on his head. As I kiss him I feel tears rushing down my cheeks. I let down my guard and find myself shoved against the floor. He looks at me briefly, but I catch his face filled with disgust. He then turns to leave, wiping his mouth as he walks out.

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A/N: Hey guys. Thanks to those who add this story and those who read it. Really, it means a whole lot.

I'm sorry for not posting as often as I would like to, but I just to have a strong will to do so, and I'm sorry for that. I will try to update more often.

And sorry if the chapter is really small.
Anyway, thanks for reading, hope you enjoy.

-Jenny