Biology||Josh Richards

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"Savannah!" I hear my father scream which seemed to make the flooring of my house shake.

"Shit, shit, shit." I sit up, covering my bare chest with the bedsheets. "You have to go!" I whisper shout at Josh as he quickly stands up, gathering his things.

"Fuck, Sav, I'll see you later." He pulls a white shirt over his head before leaning down to lay a peck on my tired lips. "I'll go through the window,"

Once he has safely made it out of my window without hurting himself I run into my bathroom, taking a towel and wrapping it around me.

I scurry over to my door and creak it open, "yeah?"

"We're home! There is leftover pasta from our dinner last night in the fridge!" My father yells, causing me to get a little startled.

"Okay, Uhm, I am going to shower first!" I assure him before slamming my door and jogging into my bathroom to turn on the water.

Once it's hot I get in, letting the pressure of the water relax me ever so easily.

As I stand there, dumbfounded, I think about the events that had just taken place. I have sexual relations with Josh Richards. The boy that everybody at school falls for. The boy that has actual fans online. The boy who has zero flaws is doing these things with me. What if he is using me? Is he using me? Does he just want my body? Does he even care how I feel? Probably not, to be honest he is probably doing this with so many other girls.

I hear my phone going off over the loud sounds of the water droplets hitting the floor as I look over to the countertop to see who is calling.

'Josh<3' his trying to call you.

I leave the shower running as I get out to dry my hands and answer.

"Hey, I'm kinda busy right now..." I answer quietly.

"Oh, sorry. Call me when you're done?" He asks politely, I can hear his smile through the phone.

"Definitely," I assure him as I click the end call button, causing the line to go dead for him.

I quickly run back into the shower, shivering from the cold.

My nerves relax when I'm back under the scorching water.

I finish my businesses and turn off the water. I wrap the dry towel around my wet body and grab my hand towel to wipe the floors from the water that had dropped off of me when I was talking to Josh.

I walk into my room, drying myself off, and changing into small pink shorts that have little black hearts all over them and a black tank top that has a lacing cutout.

Cute. I feel like I'm fourteen again. I think to myself.

I wrap the towel around my head in hopes that it will dampen my hair as I walk over to my vanity, phone in hand, clicking on the FaceTiming contact I had promised to call back.

"Hey," he greets, his smile seeming to light up my night.

"Hey," I say, rubbing in the moisture of my skincare.

"Nice hair," he jokes, referring to my towel wrap.

"Thanks, I dyed it," I laugh, thinking about how when I was little and I would do this, acting as though my hair was that color. He gives me a confused look. "Joking,"

"Oh," he chuckles, "I thought so. Sorry, we never went to the grocery, what did you even need again?"

"I'm breaking out again so I was thinking of getting an acne treatment thing."

We talk aimlessly for no reason as I brush through my dampened blonde hair to set angle the knots. I apply my only hair product and go to my dresser to look for earbuds so my parents won't hear the voice of the hottest man I've ever talked to.

When I find them, I plug them in and fit them in my ears before going out of my room and downstairs to the kitchen.

"What're you doing?" He asks questionably.

"I'm getting some fruit, I haven't eaten all day-"

"Savannah who are you talking to?" My father shouts from his office. "The phone is mine if it's a boy!" He warns making me roll my eyes.

"It's not! It's Charli!" I cover for Josh and myself, not wanting to lose contact with me- whatever he is to me.

"Good."

"Sorry about that," I apologize, going back to chopping up my strawberries.

We talk as I finish cutting up bananas, watermelon, strawberries, and put some stranded blueberries in along with it.

I get a glass of water and shimmy back up to my room.

As soon as the clock hits 11:00, Josh has hung up and I've been laying in my bed trying to sleep for the past twenty minutes.

I groan, sitting up and gulping down my last sip of water to keep me hydrated and sane.

Monday

My breakouts haven't gotten better but I did need to go to target and get a birthday present.

Me: HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Avani: thank you! Wanna come over later? We can swim. I can invite Josh;)

Me: omg. But sure.

I text her multiple times before actually deciding to get up and get ready to leave.

I'm so thankful that it was break otherwise I would have skipped school anyway. It took forever for me to get to sleep last night.

I knew Avani would want to take pictures so I decided to dress in something presentable. By presentable, I mean light washed mom jeans and a scrunched black sweater.

As I'm walking past my parent's room downstairs, I hear muffled screams coming from inside with the door creaked open a little bit. I eavesdrop and lean almost directly against the door.

"Fuck you! You know I'm not the only one having sex with other people!" I gasp, my parents are cheating on each other?