Unforgettable: Part Three.

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*Josiah's pov*

we were sitting up on her bed and she was talking about a new album she had found. she started rambling on about it but I didn't mind. It was honestly a little cute, the way she had found something she can openly express her feelings towards.. and she trusted me enough to talk about it with me. we laid down and stared at the ceiling while drowning in frank oceans vocals.

Josiah: hey wait, what about dinner at your house?
Lisette: oh.. I went earlier and left the food ready in the fridge
Josiah: what? why'd you go alone?

I propped up on one arm to face her, then the realization hit me

Josiah: did Matthew hurt you? are your siblings alright? im-
Lisette: you're being too loud

she said with her eyes closed

Josiah: Lisette

she finally opened her eyes and looked at me

Lisette: im fine, he wasn't there, he was at work
Josiah: ..you're not lying to me right? you can tell me if he hurt you or your siblings
Lisette: yes I know, but im not lying, don't worry

I looked at her for a second

Josiah: hm..

I laid back down next to her

Lisette: why do you.. worry about me so much
Josiah: ..im not a fan of abuse is all..

I care about you, a lot.

Lisette: ..hm

she weakly hummed in response. I lightly let out a huff out of my nose and softly smiled

Josiah: sleep
Lisette: what type of host would I be if I slept while the guest was over?

her eyes were closed, and she was making an effort to form a sentence

Josiah: goodnight, Lisette

got up from her bed and walked over to the door

Lisette: thank you for caring, Josiah..

I froze at the door and turned to face her

Josiah: thank you for letting me in

I could tell she had finally drifted off to sleep when her face expression had completely softened and her breathing was faint. I turned the lights off and left to my dorm. part of me didn't want her to go to sleep, I wanted to talk to her. I would talk to her for hours if I could. we wouldn't even have to talk, we could just.. be. as company to each other

Josiah: haa..

I flopped on my bed and stared at the ceiling, trying to figure out if what I was feeling was just me caring a lot about her, or if I.. had feelings for her. I slept on the thought and woke up the next morning to my alarm going off. I went to go take a shower and then changed into my uniform.

Quinn: jo! hurry up! we're gonna be late!
Josiah: relax, miss yoru loves us

~

yoru: Josiah, quinn, mind telling the whole class why you're late, AGAIN?
Quinn: great..
Josiah: you can't rush beauty, yoru
yoru: MISS yoru, to you
Josiah: right, sorry yoru

Quinn pursed her lips and I walked over to my seat. I liked getting miss yoru mad, it was funny seeing her face get red from the anger. math class is always the easiest. I get an A in the class AND I get to piss off my teacher. its a two in one. class ended and on we went to history, then English, our elective, chemistry and finally heroics class, with-