Chapter 14: No Cure For Heartbreak

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Who will love you? Who will fight? And who will fall, far behind?

-Skinny Love, Birdy

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Chapter 14

Cassie POV

I paced back and forth in front of the door, thankful that no one was home yet to witness my little nervous breakdown. I had actually made sure that my mom was at a friend's house and my step-dad was in a business trip before texting Josh my address.

Now, I let myself drop to the floor in front of the door and stared at my phone in hatred. Why hadn't anyone invented the unsend button yet?

If they had, I wouldn't have to sit down and talk with Josh about the kiss. I didn't even know why I had texted him. I had been doing so well by saying no and now I had wrecked it.

It was just after my little outburst with Zachary, I had been with hit with such loneliness that I didn't think before I did.

I had just wanted to talk someone. Anyone.

That was four hours ago though, and I wasn't in that vulnerable state of mind anymore. I was fully aware of what I had done and my nerves were catching up to me.

Maybe I could text him and say I caught a stomach virus from that hotdog I ate.

It wouldn't exactly be a lie. My stomach was killing me with nerves and butterflies.

Yes, butterflies. Despite all my attempts to shake off that stupid little crush, it stayed and it annoyed the living hell out of me. My feelings were the reason I was in this mess, and they were going to be the end of me.

Why couldn't I get rid of this crush like Zachary did? He had been so sure he loved me, but he had wrong, and he was okay now.
How had he done it?

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and I jolted up, hitting my head with the doorknob in the process.

"FUDGE!" I yelled out, rubbing the part of my head that was throbbing now.

I opened the door, despite my pain and found myself face to face with Josh. The side of him made the butterflies in my stomach go nuts and I fought hard to control my nervousness.

He was just so gorgeous. For a moment, I forgot my pain and just stared at him. He looked liked something straight out of an Abercrombie catalog and I found myself wondering how he, a supermodel in the making, decided to kiss me, an ordinary girl. There was just no logic to it.

Josh suddenly cleared his throat, tearing me away from my thoughts. My face suddenly heated up as I realized a had been blatantly gawking at him for who knows how long.

"Um, come in," I said, stelling aside so he could come in.

"What happened to your head?" Josh asked, closing the door behind him, and I realized I was still holding my head carefully.

"I may or may not have hit my head with a doorknob," I said, causing him to laugh at my clumsiness, and my heart skipped a beat at the sound.

"Only you," he said chuckling.

"Hey, its not my fault. Doorknobs are extremely dangerous, you know. I'm lucky I'm alive," I said, defending myself and he laughed.
"Suuure," he said and added with a concerned look on his face, "But, on a serious note, are you going to put some ice on that?"

It warmed my heart that he actually cared or pretended to care and the butterflies went crazy. God, I hated them.

"Uh, yeah. I was just going to put some ice on it. Just take a seat. I'll be right back," I answered, gesturing to the couch behind him and made my way to the freezer.

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