I Miss My Cocoa Butter Kisses | A Josh Richards Fanfiction

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓮𝓷 |✔

As we sat down on a table in the corner of Starbucks, with our drinks standing on it, I smiled and looked at his hot chocolate. "Still the cocoa Boy, eh?"

He laughed, threw his head back and nodded. "Yeah what can I say? I love hot chocolate."

"I know, you've always had." I bit my lip shrugging. "But I thought maybe that changed."

He leaned in closer, amusement in his eyes. "I didn't changed a lot. I'm still the same cocoa loving Richie from when we were 12."

"I sure hope you are." I pushed my elbow against his, our arms both lying on the table. "We got along pretty well."

"That's right. And you, have you changed?"

I shrugged, thinking about the differences between my 12 year old self and me now. "Dunno. I'd say I'm still the the same loving to dance and going on adventures Angel. But there are indeed some little differences."

"Like what?" He asked and took a sip from his hit chocolate. "Please tell me your favourite colour is still sunshiny-yellow."

I laughed at the memory. I've always loved yellow but it had to be a special yellow. In the past, I've always called it "sunshiny-yellow" because I've always loved the sun and every time the sun was shining, I pointed toward her and shouted to Josh eagerly: "Look Richie, the sun's sunshiny-yellow!"

"Yeah, it's still my favourite colour. I could never cheat on my sunshiny-yellow."

He smirked and nodded. "Well then I'm relieved. And the sun in L.A.? Is it as sunshiny-yellow as in Canada?"

I laughed and shook my head, sipping at my drink. "No, it's even more sunshiny-yellow than back home."

He smiled, leaning back again, eyes travelling around the cafe. "Home." Then, our eyes locked again and I swallowed. "Isn't this your home?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. It is yeah, but I was born and raised in Canada. It'll always have a special place in my heart."

"Just like me." He leaned forward again, smirking.

I shook my head while I laughed. "I guess. You're from Canada, so..."

"But Kio's from Canada too. And a lot of people are from Canada."

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah but they're not you."

He was about to answer but tensed, before I felt a hand grab my shoulder, yanking me out of my seat.

I looked up to see Dylan standing in front of me. Josh shot up immediately and stepped forward, but I held out a hand for him to stop him from coming closer.

Dylan's hand was still gripping tightly onto my shoulder and I shivered in pain. "What're you doing here with him?"

I swallowed and squinted my eyes shut at the voice of him but remained calm. "Hey Dylan, I didn't knew you were coming."

He shrugged but was still mad as hell, his eyes travelling between me and Josh, who stood behind me, ready to punch Dylan. "Yeah I actually wanted to get you your favourite drink and than go to your house. I wanted to apologize but I see I was right."

As I was about to answer, Josh came another step closer and tensed, his hands as fists on both sides of his body. "Yeah you were right. And? You don't deserve her. She's better off without you anyway."

Dylan too took a step forward and I stopped his from getting closer to Josh with my hand onto his chest. "Stop guys, it's not-."

"Oh and how would you know? You know her for 5 days and you can't even tell what's good for her. I do because I know her for 2 years now."