Chapter 5: Cat's POV Two weeks later
"What's wrong?" I ask Josh.
He looks at me feigning confusion, "Nothing."
"Josh, come on, tell me. I know something's wrong." We were sitting outside smoking just like we do every morning, but something was on Josh's mind.
"Don't worry about it Cat. It's no big deal."
"Fine," I tell him, "but I'm here if you ever want to talk." He grabs my hand and smiles at me.
"I know Cat, thanks."
I don't push him. We sit in silence the rest of the morning. As soon as the bell rings for lunch I walk to the band room just like I do every day. By the time I got there, I could already hear music playing.
This place is a hole, and I don't want to go.
I wish we could stay here forever alone.
This time that we waste, but i still love your taste.
Don't let him take my place, don't just sit there.
Sometimes I wish you would leave me.
Well I'm not sick of you yet, is this as good as it gets,
I'll just say it, or i could slip into you,
Its so easy to come back into you.
I stand for awhile, and waited for words,
Seen but not heard and struggled to try.
My tongue's turning black, but I'll take you back.
You're still the best more or less, I guess.
I guess.
Don't you leave me,
Well I'm not sick of you yet,
Is that as good as it gets,
I'll just say it, or I could slip into you,
Its so easy to come back into you.
It hurts me to say that it hurts me to stay.
And it might be alright if you go.
It hurts me to say that I want you to stay,
But it might be alright if you go.
So leave me, well I'm not sick of you yet,
Is that as good as it gets.
I'll just try to hide it, or I could slip into you,
It's so easy to come back into you.
Sometimes I think that the bitter in you,
And the quitter in me,
Is the bitter in you and the quitter in me.
The bitter in you, and the quitter in me,
Is the bitter in you and the quitter in me.
The bitter in you, and the quitter in me,
Is the bitter in you and the quitter in me,
Is better than the both of us.
This song was even more beautiful than the first. It held so much of the singer's pain. I had to know who this guy was. I walk into the room and see Josh sitting behind the piano. I don't know what came over me, but seeing Josh sitting there, knowing that he had been playing these songs, I couldn't help myself.
He looks up at me, "Cat, what are you—?" I cut him off by pressing my lips to his. It takes him a second to respond but he's quickly kissing me back. I feel his tongue run across my lips and open my mouth to let him in. I feel his tongue slowly exploring my mouth and I moan from the taste of him. His tongue piercing hits my tongue and I moan again. Without breaking the kiss, Josh pulls me down so I'm straddling him on the piano bench. I feel him harden beneath me and it turns me on even more. I moan and start grinding on him, in turn making him moan. And it is the sexiest sound I have ever heard. Josh pulls his lips away from mine and starts kissing down my neck.
"Josh," I breathily say.
Suddenly the lunch bell rings and Josh and I jump apart. I nervously try to fix my clothes and my hair, while Josh just stares at me.
"What?" I ask.
"What the hell was that, Cat?" he asks confused.
"I'm sorry," I mutter and turn my head. Shit he hated it. Why did I have to do that?
"Don't apologize Cat," I look at him and he's smiling, "That was amazing. I just wasn't expecting it."
"I—." I'm cut off when the door opens and our band class starts walking in.
"We'll talk later," Josh tells me. He walks over to sit in his normal seat and I can't help but smirk when he struggles to adjust himself in his pants, his skinny jeans leaving little to the imagination.
"This is your fault," he accuses in a low voice.
"I'm sorry," I purr, "I'll make it up to you later." A look of pure lust flashes through Josh's eyes and he lets out a low moan. It takes all of my will power not to walk over to him and finish what we started.