Secrets, Scars, And Starbucks

Meeting

My eyes shot open and I gasped. A guy with gauges, tattoos, and different colored eyes stood between me and the perv. Josh. My breath got caught in my throat. He had tore the guy off of me."What do you think you're doing?" Josh asked the guy. "Having a bit of fun." He answered. "You call that fun? Because I don't." Josh said. "It's really none of your business as to what I call fun." The guy replied. "I don't care. If you think forcing yourself on someone who's completely unwilling is fun then you have a sick mind." Josh told him. "I can do whatever I want. Plus, I couldn't help myself. She's just so-" He started to say before I interrupted him. "I'm actually a guy." "Why are you wearing a dress then?" He asked. "One, it's none of your business as to what I wear and two, I need not to justify my actions." I told him. Disgust flashed in his eyes. "People like you are what's wrong with this world. You disgust me." He sneered. "If I'm not mistaken, you're the one who came onto me." I said, making Josh laugh. His laugh is adorable. 'No. Not the time.' I mentally scolded myself. I was instantly on the ground, a pain radiating from my left eye. I glanced up in time to see Josh hit the guy in the mouth. "Don't you DARE touch him." He yelled at the guy, punching him with each word. The last hit caused him to black out. Josh helped me up off of the ground. "Are you ok, uh?" "Devin, and yeah. I'm fine. Well, other than my eye I am, but I've had worse." I said, shrugging. "I'm Josh." He said. "Y-yeah, I know. I'm a fan of your band. It's the only reason I came tonight." I told him, most likely turning into a tomato. "I thought I recognized you. Would you like meet the others?" He asked. "Yeah sure." I answered. He smiled and grabbed my hand, tugging me through the crowd towards the door. Electricity went up my arm when his skin touched mine. After a minute of weaving through the crowd, we made it to the front of the club. "I told my friends I'd meet them at Starbucks." He told me, pulling me across the road and towards the left. I shivered as a cold gust of wind blew across me. "Are you cold?" Josh asked. I shrugged. "Here, take my jacket." He said, putting it around my shoulders. I smiled softly. "Thanks." He smiled and continued to walk to Starbucks. I followed behind him and, after a few minutes, arrived.