Differences
((post-Mindy Loves Josh - Rating: K; Words: 438))
"I don't feel right doing this anymore, Drake," Mindy says, picking at the grass at the edge of the blanket.
"Doing what?"
"This," she says, gesturing at the blanket and picnic spread. "I didn't like it when Josh wouldn't tell you that he and I were dating and I don't like it now that you won't tell him that you and I are dating."
Drake lies down on his back, an arm under his head. "It's only been a month."
"Oh, yes, it's only been a month of sneaking around and keeping secrets, of me having to watch you flirt with other girls because you're too afraid that Josh will find out about us and react poorly, which he will because he's Josh. And isn't a month a long-term relationship for you?"
"It is, but… Josh is my best friend and he's my brother and you guys dated for months. He's not just going to be okay with us going out."
"I am well aware of that, Drake, but he's going to be even less okay with it if we continue keeping it from him."
Drake shrugs, "I don't see why it matters; it's not like we're going to stay together much longer."
Mindy's head whips to the side and she just stares at him, looking ever so wounded. "Is that how you really feel?"
"It's not you; you know I don't do long-term. Besides, you and Josh had stuff in common, you and I—"
"We don't like Mrs. Hayfer," she offers softly.
"Yeah, there's that." He turns and props himself up on his elbow. "We don't like to admit that we like each other."
"We're both friends with Josh and we like hanging out at The Premiere."
"We like making out with each other."
She gives him a slight smile, humored. "You just like making out."
"That's true," Drake admits with a seductive grin. He sits up and scoots closer to her then leans over to kiss her.
Mindy places her palms on Drake's chest, not letting his lips touch hers. "Drake, this is important."
"So is kissing. And it's more fun." He pouts. "Why do we have to make a big deal about this?"
"I'm not asking for a 'big deal,' I just want us to be open and honest with Josh about us if we are going to remain an 'us.' If we're not, like you implied, then I guess there's no need to tell h—" she's cut off by Drake pulling her to him and kissing her.
He falls onto his back, pulling her down with him. "I'll tell him. I promise."
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