Chapter 2

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Oliver was Josh's first everything. His first fight.

"Oh my god, you're so annoying!"

"No, you're annoying!"

"Just let me do this!"

"But I wanna do it!"

"The game is mine, the rules are too!"

"Fine! I don't wanna be your friend anymore! I don't like you anymore!" And with that, a red-faced Oliver stood up. He pushed his tongue out, eyebrows furrowed and a glare on his eyes. Josh hated that look but he would stand his ground. His heart hurt, too. Oliver promised to be his best friend forever, but he had said it. Josh felt worthless as he watched Oliver marching away from his room, slamming the door. Josh glared at the door for a few seconds before his eyebrows relaxed. His lip quivered and his face was flushing even more. He let out a small choked sob as tears gathered on his eyes. He let out a small whimper and fell down on the bed, hugging the pillow close to his chest. He didn't know how long he stood there until his mother came in. It felt like hours, though it was only thirty minutes.

"Josh?" She called softly. "What happened, why was Oliv- oh baby," she saddened and came up, sitting beside Josh. She put his head on her lap, letting her fingers gently pass through his locks. "What's wrong?"

"He-he said that, that he wasn-wasn't my friend anymo-more, he don'- don't like me," Josh sobbed out. His mother cooed softly, fingers tracing over the nine-year-old child.

"It'll be okay, little one. He didn't mean it," she hummed softly, cleaning the water that escaped from his eyes.

"But he did!" Josh exclaimed, holding the pillow harder, letting his tears run free as his frown deepened and his lip trembled even harder, eyes bloodshot.

"No, baby, he didn't," She answered softly. She dragged her hand back to his hair in a nice caressing. "I promise you." And Josh swallowed down a sob, turning his head to look at her.

"Really?" He asked sadly, voice cracking. She smiled and nodded, humming a bit. Josh sniffed, trying to hold his sobs in, his body trembling a bit. He dried his eyes with his fists, gulping down and breathing more steadily. He sat up, little arms slowly wrapping around his mother's middle. "Thank you, ma." He got out weakly. And she chuckled a bit, hugging him back.

There was a knock on his door. Josh turned to look at it, frowning and looking away.

"I-uh..." Oliver frowned. He walked up to Josh. "Are you crying?" And Josh buried his face on his mother's boobs, trying to hide. Josh's mom smiled at Oliver comforting and nodded a bit sadly. Oliver's frown deepened. He hesitantly sat beside Josh, not knowing what to do. He told his mom what happened and she told him what he did was wrong, and even though he was stubborn, he kind of knew. He didn't expect Josh to cry, though. Oliver gently let his small hand go up to Josh's back, patting it softly. "I'm sorry," he mumbled. Josh slowly took his head away from his mom, turning to face Oliver. He sniffed.

"Did you mean it?" He mumbled. "Do you not like me anymore?" And Oliver was quick to shake his head.

"Of course not. You're my best friend. I can't not like you." He smiled softly at Josh.

Josh nodded a bit, staring at the ground before he leaned in and hugged Oliver tightly. Oliver hugged him back.

" 'M sorry. You can do the mission." Josh handed Oliver the Nintendo control. Oliver was quick to shake his head.

"No. 'S your game, you can play it." And Josh hesitantly pulled back at him. He gazed at Oliver worriedly. They didn't even notice his mom leaving the room.

"Are you sure you don't wanna play?" Josh was afraid that Oliver would be mad at him. Oliver didn't want Josh to cry anymore. Oliver nodded.

"No," he said decided. "You play this one, I do the other." And Josh nodded slowly too. He pushed his bottom lip out, gazing at Oliver with doubtful and insecure eyes. It was soon replaced with certainty with the soft smile Oliver gave him. Josh nodded more firmly, turning to the tv. Oliver vowed to himself to always let Josh play. He didn't like seeing him cry, especially when it was his fault. That was the first time Oliver slept over.

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Updating now because I had to spend three hours in a church.
Forgot to mention but the last chapter they were both 5, 6 years old! This story will be really short, eleven chapters tops. Have a nice day (:

HAPPY NEW YEAR BABES

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