Chapter 6: Josh's POV

"What's wrong?" I hear Cat ask, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I look at her and pretend like I don't know what she's talking about, "Nothing."

I can't tell Cat what's wrong. I don't want her to know about my heroin addiction.

"Josh, come on, tell me. I know something's wrong." She continues.

"Don't worry about it Cat. It's no big deal."

"Fine," she tells me, "but I'm here if you ever want to talk." I grab her hand and smile at her, this is why she's my best friend.

"I know Cat, thanks."

She doesn't push me. 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. I sat down at the piano. I had finally finished my latest song and I really wanted to play it.

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.

Just as I finish the song. I hear the door open. I look up and I see Cat. I can't place the look on her face. She's looking at me differently than she has before. Her eyes look almost hungry.

"Cat, what are you—?" she cuts me off by pressing her lips to mine. It takes me a second to respond but I quickly start kissing her back. I run my tongue across her lips and she opens her mouth to let me in. I slowly start exploring her mouth and she moans. I flick her tongue with my tongue piercing and she moans again. God that sound's sexy. Without breaking the kiss, I pull her down so she's straddling me on the piano bench. I start to harden beneath her and I hope she doesn't mind. I hear her moan again and she starts grinding on me. Holy shit does that feel good. I let out a loud moan at the feeling. I pull my lips away from hers and start kissing down her neck, wondering how far she'll let me go.

"Josh," she breathes into my ear.

Suddenly the lunch bell rings and Cat and I jump apart. She tries to fix her clothes and hair, while I just stare at her.

"What?" she asks.

"What the hell was that, Cat?" I ask confused.

"I'm sorry," she mutters and turns her head. Wait does she think I didn't like it?

"Don't apologize Cat," I smile at her when she looks at me, "That was amazing. I just wasn't expecting it."

"I—." She's cut off when the door opens and our band class starts walking in.

"We'll talk later," I tell her. I stand up quickly trying to hide my hard-on. I sit in my seat struggling to adjust myself and I grab my guitar to cover the obvious bulge in my skinny jeans. I look up at Cat to see her smirking at me.

"This is your fault," I accuse in a low voice.

"I'm sorry," Cat purrs, "I'll make it up to you later." I can't help but let out a small moan at her promise.