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I woke up with Josh's arms still around my body. It was a nice feeling, I missed it a bunch. I was always so warm and happy with him no matter what, it seemed. I never minded, of course. Josh was a good person, really. He just had things going on a lot of the time that brought down his spirits. I didn't like it but, sometimes, things can't be helped. All I could do was be there for him as best I could and be supportive of his decisions.

Sighing, I snuggled into his body and gave him a light kiss on his chest. I guess the kiss wasn't so light though because now he was stirring and beginning to wake up.

"Morning." He said in a raspy voice. I loved his morning voice. It was always so cute and funny.

"Good morning, Josh." I giggled.

"What time is it?" He finished yawning and continued to hold me in the position we were in before.

"Um," I looked at my idle phone. "About ten-thirty."

"Oh, man, really?"

"Yeah, why, what's up?"

"Nothing I just have therapy at eleven." He sighed, closing his eyes and opening them again so he could wake up a bit more.

"Do you want me to take you? You didn't bring your car, remember?" I asked, biting my bottom lip. I didn't know how comfortable he was with the suggestion so I took it one step at a time.

"Yeah, I remember. That would be great, thank you. I'm sorry, again, for what I did." He apologized, taking hold of my hand and playing with my fingers to keep himself busy. Cute.

"You're fine, promise. We should get up though ad get ready. I don't want to make you late." I kissed his cheek, avoiding his lips due to morning breath.

"Do you want to borrow clothes or just stay in those?" I asked after we had finished brushing our teeth.

"Eh, these are fine. Ready?" I nodded and grabbed my keys, heading downstairs and out the door. I didn't say goodbye to my mom. I don't think I'll be long anyways so it's fine.

Josh directed me to the building as we made conversation in the car. Surprisingly, things weren't awkward. It was like old times when we used to talk about the silliest of topics but still have the sense to be serious.

When we got to the therapy office, it looked more like an expensive, executive building than anything else. I was expecting the building to look more like a cute and cozy little house, honestly, but this looked like you were going to sell some marketable product for a living.

"This is it?" I asked, unbuckling my seat belt and looking over at Josh who turned off his phone.

"Yeah, come on." He beckoned. We stepped out the car and went inside hand-in-hand. I liked the contact. It felt okay.

We got inside and were meeted with a small reception/coffee shop type ordeal. There was one man behind the counter surrounded by bagels and donuts of sorts with the coffee maker at a near by table. Tables and chairs were in front for people to easily sit down and relax before starting their work day. I found it nice and relaxing to have this here. I didn't know all that went down in the building but I'm sure having one of these took some people off edge throughout the day.

"Are you coming, Ty?" Josh asked as he held the elevator door open for me. I was still looking around when he called.

"Yeah, sorry." I jogged up the the elevator and watched as Josh pressed the number '3' on the wall. It took a very short time for us to get to the floor we had to be and with a few turns we were in the therapist office.

Josh didn't have to check in or anything, he just sat down and waited for the doctor to call him for his appointment. I waited and talked a bit with him. It wasn't about therapy, I didn't want to make him uncomfortable.

After about ten minutes Josh got called, my mom texted me, asking where I was. I guess she woke up. Yippee.

I'm at Josh's appointment with him. I won't be long. I texted back.

Okay. Say 'hi' to Doctor Perry for me. She responded. There was no way in hell I would do that.

Yeah, sure, whatever you say, Mom. I locked my phone and waited a bit longer. No one else had come in so that was good, I guess. After an hour passed Josh walked out with a normal look but his aura was filled with a mix of pleasure and sadness when he saw me. He smiled and hugged me before asking if I was ready to go.

"Yeah, yeah. My house or yours?" I asked as we made our way to the car now. He hadn't been home since last night and I didn't want his mother to think I was hogging him.

"Can we go to mine? My mom has been texting me and I need a shower." He chuckled. His chuckle.

"Yes, of course." I started up the car and drove to his house. The ride wasn't long at all; ten minutes at the most and we were at Josh's house, inside and talking with his mom.

"So I take it you two have made up?" Joan asked us as we sat at the kitchen table. I had been here a few times but talked to Joan a lot more.

"Yeah." Josh beamed, pulling my waist into his side so I was at his grip. I smiled and hugged him as his arm was around me.

"Finally. Oh! I mean, that's great!" Joan nervously laughed and sipped her coffee. I looked at her funny but essentially laughed at her silliness.

We all sat there for a bit, laughing, talking and having a great time. All Josh, Joan and I did was joke around in good fun and it was, honestly, a great time. I haven't joked like that with my mom, or anyone really, in a long time and the feeling of happiness filled me. It was such euphoria.

"Mom, shut up. I was six." Josh laughed as his mother told us all a story about how Josh stuck a rock in his ear and got it stuck on Thanksgiving. I couldn't contain my laughter. What kind of kid does that?

"Aw, it's okay Josh. If it helps, you really rock my world now." I said, winking at the end. He looked at me with wide eyes and an equally as wide mouth.

"Who are you?" Josh gasped, spinning around on his heel and walking up to his room. He left Joan and I to laugh by ourselves. He didn't come down so we assumed he went to shower and change.

"So you two are doing okay, huh?" Joan asked me as she sat down next to me.

"Yeah. I just think he was stressed about some stuff. He told me he was pushing me away but not on purpose." I explained. She listened closely and nodded.

"That's alright. He does that every once in a while. He's been through a lot but Josh is a real good and sweet kid." Joan lit up as she spoke proudly of Josh. He was her world it seemed and she couldn't be prouder to be the mother of him.

"I know he is. I'm glad I'm with him." I smiled to myself. Just the thought of Josh made me happy.

"I am too. Take care of him. I don't want him doing anything bad. I know he's in therapy but he's been in there for years now. I'm fine with it, I just want him okay and every time he comes home he talks about you and seems genuinely happy." I watched as Joan looked down at her cup. She was lost in thought when she finished while I was in shock, more or less.

I'm glad I make Josh happy. That's all I want to do. I want him to feel okay and to be truly happy. If I do that, then I've done something right.

"It's awfully quiet in here." I heard Josh say with a followed chuckle, walking into the room. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah, yep." I smiled and walked over to my boyfriend. "You look comfy." He was dressed in sweatpants and a big crew neck that engulfed his small torso. He looked adorable, honestly.

"I am." He smiled. Smiled. "Come on, let's go upstairs." Josh suggested and gave me a kiss on the head.

"Hey, no sex. None." Joan called out when we walked up the stairs. We both blushed as I let out a small giggle. I'm sure we wouldn't do anything. The farthest we've ever gotten were make out sessions but that was absolutely fine by me.

When we got to Josh's room, he pulled me into his lap and sat us down on his bed. I grinned as he gave me a kiss on the lips and held my hand.

"I love you." Josh breathed, looking in my eyes directly.

"I love you too." I replied. The smile was sketched into my face, as I couldn't get it to go away. I don't think I wanted it gone, actually. Things were perfect right now.

For a while Josh just stared at me with a small smile but that smile slowly went away as his eyes started watering and he buried his face in my neck and began to sob.

"Baby, what's wrong? You were just smiling. What happened?" I rubbed Josh's warm back as he was lying on top of me.

"I just love you so much." He cried. "I really love you more than a-anything!"

"I love you too, Josh. I love you a lot but you shouldn't cry because of it. It's a great thing!" I chuckled a small bit. He was a cute, sloppy mess.

"I know." Josh sniffled. "I'm sorry." He brought his face up and wiped his eyes a bit but there were still tears. I took it upon myself to wipe them away with my thumb and look at him dearly.

"Don't be. You're amazing you know." Josh eagerly nodded and hugged me once more.

"Let's go to bed okay? It's late." I suggested.

"Will your mom mind you staying over?"

"I'll just call her and then we can head to bed." I fished my phone out of my pocket and dialed her number. It took a couple rings but she picked up. I told my mom I would be staying at Josh's and she didn't mind since I had my car and she wouldn't be home tomorrow on account of another "business trip".

"Okay, ready, sleepy head?" I asked Josh. I saw him dozing off a few times when I was on the phone. He made a simple "mhm sound" as he cuddled into my chest and closed his eyes. I kissed his forehead and held him tight. Nothing was going wrong right now. Nothing could go wrong right now.

"Goodnight, Josh." I said. He didn't answer. I knew he was tired.

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Hmm

.:slay. fam:. *

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