Hello lovelies! Sorry it's been a while, I just didn't know what to write about for the longest time. SKI LODGE THOUGH. *Fangirls*
I've probably watched it about 40 times already. I have a problem. I just love Josh and Maya so much it makes my heart hurt. I hope you guys enjoy this one, I'm going to do a second part to it. I figure I owed you guys something for not updating in so long. Let me know your thoughts!
AND I don't own Girl Meets World, bummer.
Maya Hart.
I clasped the beer in my hands, sloppily brought it up to my lips, and swallowed the last of the remaining bit. I choked back the tears and threw the empty can with the other five I've already drank. A small sob escaped my lips. There was no worse pain than this. The darkness surrounded me, the only visible light was a street lamp that flickered on and off every few seconds. I attempted to fight back the tears, but it was a fight I wasn't winning. My heart felt like it was being squeezed, while at the same time my chest didn't feel like it was big enough to hold it in. My lungs weren't retaining any air, and my head, my head wouldn't stop picturing her. The back of my head met the cold brick wall that was helping me sit upright. My legs met my chest in recoil. The pain from my head was nothing compared to the pain in my heart. I couldn't breathe through the tears that were now cascading down my face. I dug my fingers into my hair and pulled as hard as I could letting out a scream that was only a fraction of what I was feeling.
"Josh?" I buried my head further between my arms refusing to answer his call. I could hear the clattering of cans and his voice muttering in disapproval. I couldn't bring myself to care, not one bit.
"Dude what is wrong with you?" Andrew's choice in words only made my heart ache even more. Hate myself even more. I tilted my head to meet his condemning stare. My eyes glazed over from tears and my voice hoarse.
"She's three years younger than me." The condemnation in his gaze softened.
"Maya." His voice dropped in volume. He was suddenly leveling himself to where I was sitting.
"She's three years younger than me Andy! I-I-thought we had an understanding. I-" I drunkenly bit down on my lip willing myself to stop crying. I couldn't even see his face through the wall of tears building in my eyes.
"Josh, you guys do have an understanding man. I've never seen two people more-" Andrew spoke cautiously almost like he was afraid to speak, "more,-"
"In love?" I scoffed kicking my feet out.
I took a couple of deep breaths and sat in silence with Andrew right next to me.
"We were supposed to have someday." I whispered in defeat.
"Josh, come on, someday can still happen!" Andrew encouraged.
I shook my head solemnly, "She's getting married."