I wake up, feeling dead and groggy. Somehow, we had gotten back to Riley's. I remember that Riley and I had cried last night, and I had knocked out from being so mentally exhausted. I turn over and see Riley sleeping with her hair in her mouth. I look at her and feel foolish and ashamed all over. What was I thinking last night? Going to a party I didn't belong to in the first place. And stupid Missy, hurting Riley.
I grab some clothes from Riley's drawers and take a shower. I wanted to wash away the shame and embarrassment. Josh probably took us home. I definitely did not want to see him now. As I wash my hair, I thought about everything that had happened. I am definitely in love with Josh, but was it even worth it? I thought about Riley and Lucas. Sometimes, feelings weren't enough to keep people together. And I know that Josh is the one for me. There simply isn't anyone else that's worth chasing. But I don't want to waste our time. If we are meant to be, we would simply be together. Maybe I just need to let the pieces fall together, before they fall apart.
After my shower, I begin to feel better. I will just go with the flow, I thought. Now, how should I cheer up Riley? I want to go beat up Missy. Maybe slash Kyle's car. I think about all the possible ways to exact my revenge. All of a sudden, I hear a knock on the door. No one was home, except for me and Riley.
I open the door and see that Josh was standing outside, with a box of pizza. He was looking quite cute, if you asked me.
"Hey, I know pizza isn't the best for breakfast, but I just picked it up on the way here," he says.
"Oh. I hope you got a large. I'm hungry", I said. Chill girl, we're going to go with the flow. Chill, chill, chill. That's my middle name now.
"So are you gonna let me come in?" he teases. Oh yeah. While I was spacing out thinking about how to be chill, I had totally forgotten to let him in.
"Sorry, was just thinking about what's in the box..." For some reason, it was awkward. Josh has always known I liked him. So what exactly changed? He sets the pizza down onto the kitchen counter and opens the box. We both grab a slice and eat. It was quiet for a few minutes. "Should we watch TV?"
"You read my mind!" We move the pizza box into the living room and turn the TV on with a TV remote. He sits next to me at first, but I move over to the side. I rested my arm on the armrest and acted normal. Act natural. He might have seen us ugly crying yesterday, but today we are just chill.
We watch whatever random show that is on. A few minutes later, I hear light snoring. I look over and see that Josh has fallen asleep, with pizza in his hand. His hand dropped and the pizza was touching the couch. I knew Topanga would freak out, so I pull out the pizza from his hand. He grabs my wrist.
"My pizza. Hungry", he mutters. It was insanely cute. I guess he was tired from last night's party. I forgot to ask if he took us home. In moments like these, I wanted to attack him. I wanted to just...hug him. But not in a friendly way. Or a sisterly way. I put his pizza up to his mouth, but he laid still. His hand lays gently on my wrist now. His touch makes my heart squeeze.
I hear footsteps come out of Riley's room. I sit up and brush off pizza crumbs.
"Riley, we have pizza!" She darts her head out of the hallway sleepily, and gives me a thumbs up. She heads into the restroom.
I decide that when Riley gets out of the bathroom, we will decide what to do with Missy and Kyle.
