Wrong Number - A Josh Richards Fanfic

Kio?

(T/W: Self-harm mentioned so if that triggers you, don't read.)

Maddie's POV: 

Me and Josh have both agreed I could crash in his room, we share the bed but NOTHING happens because one of us always falls asleep. I've been at the Sway House for 3 days now and it's been great. But right now, it's like one in the morning and I'm thirsty so I am currently getting water. As I start heading back to Josh's room with a glass of water, I hear a noise from my right. Then again. I let my curious side get the better of me, and walk to the door quietly, moving very slowly. I stop right outside the door and hear soft sobs, as if someone is crying but no one else should be listening. I try to remember who's room Joh told me this is. 
Um...
Jadens? 
No...
IT'S KIO'S!
Considering what I think I realized the other day, this can't be good. I slowly move my hand up and softly knock on the door. Everything in the room goes silent.
He must be scared he got caught. 
I knock again and I slowly hear someone drop something and slowly get up, and the door slowly creaks open. I study his face and I see he's a mess. His eyes are watery, he has dried tear stains on his face, and his hair is wild. I throw my arms around him, knowing he needs a hug and can't go through this himself. He is hugging me back, but he also just feels numb in my arms. He allows me to step into his room and he closes the door. His room is more organized than everyone else's and as I study his room, I look past him and see something on the floor.
A razor blade.
I stare at it for a long time and Kio follows my eyes, eyes wide in realization.

"Mads I- I d-" He starts, but I cut him off, sadly.

"Kio... why?" I ask, my voice cracking. He shakes his head, showing me his wrists. I look at them. No new cuts. No blood. Old ones, all from at least 2 weeks go and before, but nothing super recent. I sigh. 

"I hate that I do it. I- I really do... I just- I just can't stop doing it. Why? I don't know. But it just... helps to cope with the pain." He says, quietly, sadly. I start rubbing his back, both of us crying at this point. 

"I- Kio, you're not alone. You don't have to go through this alone." I say but he sighs. 

"I am tho-" He starts and but goes silent as I pull my sleeve up. I haven't cut for over a month, but you can clearly see the scars. He looks at me and we just hug it out. 

Time Skip, 4 hours later: 

It has been hours and me and Kio have been talking all night, comforting each other, helping each other, and explaining our reasons. I check the time. 
5 am?!
Oh my god, Josh is probably wondering where I am...
Me and Kio have both stopped crying but we both look a mess. I've thrown his razor away, hoping he doesn't have another one, we have exchanged numbers, played video games, and held each other in a friendly way. Anyone else who might be sitting here, watching us, might think there is something going on between us, but I can tell Kio doesn't see me as anything more than I see him. We are friends, best friends maybe, just like how me, Jaden, and Ant are. I don't feel the same tension I do between me and Chase, or the awkwardness between me and Noen. Kio and I will never be anything more than friends. I sigh as I stand up. 

"Sorry Kio, but I've got to go... it's been 4 hours and Josh is probably wondering where I am. We should hang out later though." I say, kinda sad to leave. He smiles that dazzling smile of his, understandingly.  

"I get it. We should hang out, either go somewhere, or just play more video games." He says kindly. I smile back. 

"And remember, if there is anything you ever need, if you ever need help or if you're ever sad, I'm here for you. Through everything. Just text me." I say, hugging him one last time. He smiles and with that, I start back to Josh's room, glass of water completely forgotten. I open the door and see Josh pacing. When he hears me, he turns to me. 

"MADS?! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!" He yells, and I shush him, knowing everyone else is probably sleeping. 

"Getting water..." I say, more telling myself than him. 

"For 4 hours?!" He whisper yells, remembering to be quiet. 

"Fine. I was with Kio-" I start. 

"What the heck were you doing with Kio?" He says, infuriated, but sitting down on his bed. 

"Josh, Kio needed help. And it turns out, so did I. We helped each other to be happy." I explain and Josh stays quiet, studying my face. 

"Mads... I'm so sorry... you have been crying." He says, standing up and engulfing me in a hug as he comes to the realization. Together, we lay back down on his bed and cuddle, holding each other. It's quiet for about 3 minutes when Josh speaks up. "It feels like all we've been doing is fighting lately. We should really try to stop." 

"What do you propose?" I reply, wondering what's on his mind. He inhales, as if preparing for something. 

"Will you, Mads Grimes, go on a date with me? It doesn't have to be anything real fancy or anything, it can be whatever you want and we can go where you wa-" He asks, than starts to ramble like he does when he's nervous. I smile, interrupting his nervous rant. 

"Of course I will, Josh Richards!" I say smiling as wide as I possibly can and he lets out a sigh of relief and a mini cheer. Then we fall asleep, cuddling, because it's 5:14 in the morning. 

(A/N: Bruh, Josh has as many mood swings as a moody teenager. Like literally, one second he's yelling at Mads and the next, he's asking her out lol. Anyways, thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed! K, bye bby's 💖✌🏻)