A/N: So. This was a lot faster than I intended to have it up. But the meaning of a Yellow Rose is friendship and a promise of a new beginning. But a Yellow Rose with a tint of red means friendship and falling in love. ;) anyways enjoy the chapter! Sorry if there are any mistakes.

Disclaimer: I don't own GMW or any of the scenes or characters.


Maya Hart

Have you ever had a dream where things go completely wrong and it hurts and you just don't know if things will ever be okay for you? And then you suddenly feel this numb feeling where you believe that you lose sight of your own emotions because the pain was just that unbearable?

But then suddenly in this dream the whole scenery changes and you find yourself in a car, driving through a dark tunnel. And you think that because there's darkness there's more pain, but instead of finding pain you end up seeing a bright light at the end of the tunnel. And you crave it. You need it. So you speed up just so you can get to it.

The closer you get to the light, the radio in your car turns on and you find yourself singing along to the happy song and you realize maybe in order to get to the good you need to go through the bad.

And it made me think to myself...

Maybe the bad things that happened didn't break me because I'm stronger than that. Maybe I can handle whatever the universe throws at me.

Dancing with Josh and just being with him, in general, made me feel like I could do anything and everything.

It made me excited for the future to come. I'm supposed to be enjoying my night with my friends but for some reason, I was itching to paint. I was itching to feel.

It was like Josh was my muse. I grinned at the thought and how funny it sounded. And apparently, Josh noticed because he was staring at me like he was trying to read my mind.

"What's so funny, Hart?" he asked, spinning me out and right back into him. Wow, who would have guessed that he could dance?

"Where did you learn these fancy moves, Boing? Because I'm pretty sure it wasn't from any of your brothers," I teased him, ignoring his question completely.

He rolled his eyes at me and then suddenly dipped me catching me off guard.

"I asked you first," he said, now ignoring my question. I smiled at him deviously running my hands through his now longer, messy hair.

"I asked you second," I say turning the tables on him once again. He lifted me up from the dip and shook his head with a laugh. His laughter caused me to chuckle as well.

We started to sway again to another slow song that had played. I swear they were doing this on purpose, but I didn't mind it one bit. It gave me an excuse to be close to him. He stared down at me as we danced and I just felt warm and fuzzy inside.

"My mom taught me actually. She said she had taught Eric and Cory so it was kind of tradition to teach me too. I remember being 13 years old when she taught me and I hated it. I thought it was pure torture."

I laughed at this, trying to remember Josh as a bratty teenager and I waited for him continue.

"I remember how embarrassed I felt when my friends walked into my house, seeing me dance with my mom. It was mortifying so I ended up saying some things I didn't mean to my mom. She was upset with me for a while and I didn't know how to fix it." He spun me around again, then brought me right back in his arms.

"How did you make it up to her?" I asked, genuinely interested in the tale he was telling me. He smiled softly at me but continued nonetheless.

"I got all dressed up. Tux and all. I waited until she got home from work. Once she walked through the front door, I played her and my dad's wedding song. And we danced. I was still completely embarrassed by the whole thing, but seeing her smile that night made me feel good," he finished, tightening his grip on my waist.

Wow, well that's something I never knew about him. I bit my lip feeling slightly unsure of everything I was feeling right now. I have known Josh since we were kids, but did I really really know him?

I mean I knew what he told me. I knew all the basics. I knew from what I observed but does that count as truly knowing someone? Especially someone you had already fallen in love with?

"What's on your mind?" Josh asked, breaking me out of my thoughts.

I stared at him with a surprised look. "How did you—"

"Because I know you, Maya," he said, interrupting me before I could finish.

"Do you, though?" I asked, feeling still unsure of everything.

I hate when this happens. Right, when I'm happy and things are looking up to be okay. One thought was all it took to bring me back down to the reality of it all. I could tell by the look on Josh's face that he was confused at what I was getting at.

So we stopped dancing and I grabbed his hand, yanking him to the table where everyone was once sitting. We both sat down and he gave me a look as if I should continue what was going through my head.

"We've known each other for a long time right?" I asked him and he nodded in response. "We know the basics of what's going on in our lives and what we want to do with our lives. We know each other's likes and dislikes. We even know something simple as our favorite color or middle name—"

"What's my middle name?" Josh asked me with a playful smirk.

I raised an eyebrow at his challenge and responded arrogantly, "Joshua Gabriel Matthews, do not interrupt me."

He chuckled and squeezed my hand. "What are you getting at, Maya? We know a lot about each other."

"Yeah," I started, nodding my head in agreement. "But there's still so much more that I don't know about you. Like I never knew you were this romantic type of guy. I just—how is it possible for me to have such strong feelings for you, but feel like I don't know you at the same time?" I asked him, averting my gaze down to his hands.

"Maya… I learn something new about you every moment when we're together…" I raised my head, meeting his intense gaze and I couldn't look away. "We've have all the time in the world to get to know each other to our very core. I told you I meant it when I said I was in it for the long game. But if you want to ask me everything you want to know right now, then I'll tell you anything you want to know," he finished speaking, intertwining his fingers with my own.

My tense shoulders instantly relaxed. It's funny how one minute I could be freaking out and then he says something like this that makes me sure of what we have—I mean we're going to have.

I had to remind myself again that today isn't our someday.

"How are you so—so good at this?" I asked, letting out a quiet laugh. He squeezed my hand again, giving a nonchalant shrug.

"I kind of winged that hoping it would work. How I'd do?" he joked, earning a punch in the shoulder from yours truly. He grinned at me. "Honestly, I'm new at this too. You're different from the other girls, Maya. What we're doing together? Is something that we both will get better at together."

I blushed at this. For some reason every time he tells me I'm different from other girls it makes me turn to goo. He truly did know how to woo a girl, even if it wasn't intentional.

"But don't think I forgot why you were laughing earlier!" he said, quirking an eyebrow at me. I furrowed my brows confused for a second, but then it came to me and I couldn't help but fall into a fit of laughter. He joined in as well and it took a few people staring at us for it to die down.

"Why do you wanna know so bad?" I asked him, shaking my head at him.

"Because I want to know everything that makes you laugh, so I can make you laugh." He leaned forward, grabbing my other hand. "I want to know everything that makes you smile, so I can make you smile." He leaned in closer, making sure both our hands were laced together. "I wanna know everything that makes you sad, so I can make it better." He leaned in even closer so our foreheads came together. And I couldn't break his intense gaze. "I want to know everything that makes you mad, so I can use it to get under your skin."

I let out a tiny laugh at that and it slowly turned into a gasp as his lips were almost touching my own. Before our lips could meet we got interrupted. Once again.

Thanks universe for stupid, bad timing.

"Maya!" Riley squealed but then stopped noticing our faces centimeters apart from one another. We both pulled back with flushed faces. "Did I interrupt something?" she asked, not bothering to hide the smile on her lips.

"Yeah, kind of in the middle—" Josh tried to speak, but I narrowed my eyes at him. I knew Riley and Riley only interrupted when she needed to talk to me about something. Whether it's good or bad.

"No. It's okay. What's up, Riles?" I asked my best friend. I noticed the way her eyes were shining brightly from the happiness she felt. Her cheeks were flushed from probably Ranger Rick and her getting cozy. Too cozy.

I raised my eyebrows in surprise, finally understanding what was happening.

"You didn't?!"

She smiled letting out a squeal. "Not yet!"

"But it's happening?"

"Yes, tonight!"

"What! No way!"

"Yes, way!"

"Are you sure about this?"

Before she could respond Josh beat her to it. "Someone want to uh—explain what's going on?" he asked, staring both of us with evident confusion on his features.

We both started to snigger at this.

"Yeah, that doesn't help me," he stated dryly.

Riley gave us both a quick hug and raised a finger to her lips after she pulled back. "It's a secret," she whispered, but loud enough for the both of us to hear. She turned to walk away but Josh called out to her.

"Riley Matthews!"

She gave a nonchalant wave. "She can tell you, but I doubt you wanna know!" she said in a singing voice, walking away from us completely.

Josh looked towards me, waiting impatiently for me to fill him in. I rolled my eyes playfully at this.

"Are you sure you wanna know, Boing?" I ask, raising an eyebrow at him. He slightly recoiled feeling unsure of the information I'm about to tell him.

"I don't know… do I wanna know?" he asked, hesitantly.

"Are you sure you wanna know?" I ask him again, causing him to roll his eyes in exasperation.

"Are you going to tell me or what?" he asked, poking my side.

I let out a giggle, slapping his hand away. "Huckleberry got her a promise ring."

He let out a sigh of what looked like relief. "Oh thank god. For a second I thought you were going to say—"

"And she's losing her v-card, tonight." I smirked at his reaction. I don't know why but this was seriously funny to me. But he didn't think the same

"That. That right there." He let go of my hand and let out a groan. He leaned forward, rubbing his face. Clearly, as an uncle, he doesn't want to know these things about his little niece.

"Aw. What's the matter, honey? You wanted to know—"

"Stop it," he said, looking at me with that boyish grin on his face.

"No," I said still smirking at him. "I mean; I don't see it as a problem. Most kids these days lose it just for fun. At least he gave her a promise ring and they have been together for almost three and a half years now. I'm surprised it hasn't happened sooner. I mean from all the compromising positions I caught them in." I scrunched my face, thinking of the moments.

Josh let out a laugh at the look on my face. "I don't know whether to feel bad that you had to see that or cringe because I know too much," he said, covering his eyes.

I let out another giggle, grabbing his hand that was covering his eyes.

"You're reacting to this a lot better than I expected," I tell him, pointing it out bluntly.

"Yeah, well you're lucky it's me and not my brother. I'm happy for them don't get me wrong, but yeah—that's just something I don't need details on. Ever," he said, scrunching up his own face.

"Not even—,"

"Maya," he warned and I let out a tiny pout. He smiled at this and pinched my lips, causing me to smile. "Wanna get outta here?" he asked, looking around at the less packed venue.

I followed his eyes and raised my eyebrows in shock. I hadn't even noticed that the Prom was nearly over. "Have we've been talking for that long?" I asked thinking out loud.

Josh stood up stretching his legs and then held out his hand for me to take.

"I know. I was surprised myself," he said, now pulling me up from my seat. "I wanted to dance with you more."

We started walking out of the venue and into the hotel lobby. I saw Farkle and Smackle and pointed them out to Josh.

"Well, Boing. I'm sorry we didn't get to dance as much," I tell him slightly disappointed in myself. If it weren't for my insecurities and hesitation, we wouldn't have had to get off the dance floor.

He squeezed my hand for comfort. "We can dance anytime you want. I like talking to you, Maya." We almost reached Smackle and Farkle and they waved to us.

"I like talking to you too, Josh." He squeezed my hand again and I bit my lip feeling butterflies start fluttering around in my stomach again.

"Dreamboat!" Smackle said, latching onto Josh. I laughed at how many times that has happened tonight. Josh looked towards me and Farkle for help. I shrugged laughing at the awkward expression on his face.

It was nice to see Smackle really come out of her shell. She would have never latched on to Josh or anyone for that matter if it hadn't been for Farkle. She trusted Farkle so much that she began to let her guard down for everyone else as well.

And that's a brave thing to do in this world.

"Smackle!" Farkle said, peeling his girlfriend off of Josh. While she looked at him sheepishly.

"What? I can't help it. Look at him." She pointed directly at Josh's face, making him slightly recoil at the finger that almost poked his eye out.

Farkle lets out a laugh at his girlfriend's crazy antics. He pulled her hand down and out of Josh's face, which Josh was relieved by. "You guys have a good night?"

"Not as good of a night as Riley and Ranger Rick's," I say, casting a glance and a smirk Josh's way. He cringed slightly at the thought and Farkle saw his face, letting out a groan of his own.

"Don't remind me. I don't need to know all the details either," he said, shuddering dramatically at the thought.

"See! Farkle gets it!" Josh said, slapping his hand on Farkle's shoulder. Smackle and I both rolled our eyes simultaneously.

"Boys…" We both say at the same time. We glanced at each other after we said that and fell into a pit of laughter.

"Anyways," Farkle started after the laughter died down. "Meet us back at Topanga's in the morning. We all decided to meet and have breakfast together."

I raised an eyebrow at this. "You mean Riley decided for all of us to meet and have breakfast together?" I asked, knowing how my best friend thinks.

Farkle grinned and nodded his head. He hugged me tightly and then gave a bro hug to Josh. I don't understand why guys don't just hug for real. But before I could dwell on that any further Farkle started speaking.

"We'll see you guys in the morning. Don't do anything that will get you in trouble and I'm not talking about just Maya. I'm talking about you too Josh!" he warned, grabbing onto Smackle's hand.

"Who me? I don't even know what trouble is," Josh stated, winking my way. I giggled at this.

"Where are you guys going anyways?" I asked them curiously.

Smackle grinned at my question before answering, "Oh, you know. Probably going to take Riley and Lucas's lead on ending the night."

My eyes widened with surprise. And Farkle turned beat red at her answer.

"Smackle!"

"What? I'm just kidding!" And they walked off, but before they could leave my focus, Smackle turned around mouthing, 'No, I'm not.'

I shook my head at the two weirdos and turned towards Josh. He was already looking at me waiting to head to our next destination.

And I think I have somewhere in mind. He grabbed onto my hand and we both left the hotel, now walking towards where his bike was parked. Before we could walk any further, I stopped my footing making Josh stop as well.

"I want to show you something. It's not a far walk, though, so we don't have to take your bike," I tell him, pointing in the opposite direction of his motorcycle.

"Lead the way, Gorgeous," he said, nodding his head. I pulled his hand into the direction my finger was once pointing in.

It was such a beautiful evening. Since it was almost summer the air was hot and humid. But with it being night time we got to enjoy the nice breeze in the air every once in a while. People were everywhere. Even with it being around ten at night. It just goes to show how alive this city truly is.

"Can I ask you a question?" Josh asked breaking the comfortable silence we fell in.

"You just did," I pointed out, swinging our hands back and forth.

"I'm serious, Maya."

"Hello, serious. Nice to meet ya," I continued to tease him. He let out a groan but laughed nonetheless. I looked his way and noticed how the moonlight hit him, making him look incredibly handsome. "What did you want to ask me?"

He looked at me and then straight ahead. "What's your biggest fear? I'm not talking about something like being scared of spiders or sharks. Like what's something in your dungeon of sadness that scares you the most?"

I felt my throat go dry. I was definitely caught off guard by his question, but I also know this was his way making me feel better about getting to know each other even more.

I looked down at my feet as we continued to walk and I was quiet for a bit before I finally responded.

"I'm terrified of never being enough for someone and having that someone leave because of that," I said quietly. But I knew he heard me because he squeezed my warm hand to comfort me.

"Maya—" Josh tried to say something but I shook my head, giving him a weak smile.

"I never told anyone this, not even Riley but I actually bumped into my father a couple of weeks ago. He was with his daughter and they had ice cream in their hands. They were laughing and he was smiling—he was happy." I felt my eyes start to water, but I blinked back the tears. "And I couldn't help but wonder why couldn't we get ice cream. Why couldn't he do that with me? Why couldn't he be happy with me?" My voice cracked and Josh instantly stopped walking, pulling me into his arms.

"Maya—it's not you. It was never you," he stated and I buried my face into his chest. "He wasn't ready for you and that is his fault. Some people leave and they never know how much they are leaving behind. Please don't fall into what could have been because you have so many people who love you and that are here to stay with you for as long as you let them."

"But—" I tried to but in but he lifted my chin to make me look into his eyes.

"Do you remember what I said to you three years ago at the Ski Lodge? You have so much love inside of you, for your best friend, for your family and friends all the people that matter the most. But you need to save some of that love for yourself. And sometimes we just have to accept that people are going to stay in our hearts even when they don't stay in our lives."

What in the world did I do to deserve a guy like Joshua Matthews?

"Why is that whenever I'm feeling confused or sad. You know exactly what to say?" I asked, staring at him with disbelief and awe.

He placed a gentle kiss on my forehead and pulled away from me to start our journey again.

"Because I'm good at observing the people I love."

Love? He loves me? Okay, don't freak out. He didn't mean it that way.

It's not someday.

It's not someday.

Someday is not today.


Who knows when Someday will happen. I sure don't. . . ;)