Ch 2
Landslide
a/n: Sorry it's so short! I had slight writers block. The next one will be longer! I promise! Thatswhatshesaid.
Josh didn't even show up for school for the next week. I waited by his locker every chance I got and never spotted him. It gave me a chance to develop my plans further. I was going to ask him to lunch, find out what other music he liked, and take him to another concert. He just had to fall for me after that.
When I saw him next, it was a Friday morning. He was leaning against his locker, laughing and talking to a tall, thin curly haired guy. Flirting. With someone else. He looked tired, like he hadn't slept since we last talked. Why was I jealous when he wasn't even mine yet? Slowly and coolly I walked up to the pair, raising my eyebrows at Josh. He looked up at me tiredly and smiled.
"Hey," He said softly, fluttering his lashes up at me. That stupid, pretty little boy. "This is Ian. Ian, this is Matt." The other guy nodded at me before excusing himself to class.
"Where you been Josh?" This wasn't going as planned. I had no reason to be angry but fuck, I wanted him. He shrugged, picking at his nails slightly.
"Around…just…around." His eyes were bloodshot and swollen. Had he been crying lately?
"You wanna get out of here?" I offered, not even caring about school anymore.
"You have no idea," He snorted, looking down to his shoes. "Let's go." I wrapped my arm around his shoulder and escorted him out of the school, glad to be able to touch him.
We ended up sitting on a curb outside the local mall, sharing a cigarette. Josh just stared down at the road in front of us, staying silent. I inhaled the thick smoke carefully.
"So why were you with that Ian guy?" I asked, raising a brow at him.
"Huh? Oh…I don't know…I went to a party with him last week and we just connected I guess." He shrugged, tucking his hair behind his ear nervously.
"What about us?" Us? What the fuck was I talking about?
"We could be us. I just didn't see you at a party." Josh smirked, ashing out the cigarette on the pavement before lighting an other one.
"I'd be better than him for you."
"Are you asking me out?"
"Are you saying yes?" Josh took a long pull on the smoke, looking up at me with squinted eyes.
"Why are you so interested in me? I'm…I'm trouble." He blew out the blue-grey smoke, his eyes growing dark.
"I could make it better. You could be mine." I shrugged, trying to play it cool. I was practically jumping up and down on the inside.
"I'm a car crash waiting to happen. You don't want me." He looked down the other side of the street, away from me. I grabbed him by the chin, forcing the innocent blonde to look at me.
"When I'm giving you attention? You better fucking appreciate it," I growled, unsure of where my power surge came from. He just nodded as best he could, watching me with huge eyes. Slowly I leaned in and kissed his tobacco tasting lips. "You're mine now."
