BAND IMAGINES

(S) Josh K. - Johnny Wants To Fight

A/N: just a warning there's a lot of mental and emotional abuse in this and there's mentions of smut.
Yo, Johnny, man, it's me
I heard some shit's been going down with your girl
I'm really sorry to hear that, man, that sucks
But hey, look, if you're not doing anything tonight
We're all going out, Hollywood, Sunset strip
We're gonna have some drinks meet some girls
Start some fucking trouble and fuck, I don't know
Should be a good time, man
Maybe help you forget about your situation, I don't know
Well, hit me back if you wanna come out, peace, brother

I sit on the bed in my boyfriend Johnny's apartment listening to the voicemail on his phone.
He rolls his eyes.
"Josh again?" I ask.
He just nods.
"God that punk needs to bother someone else. He's not my little buddy." Johnny says.
"Why don't you like him?" I ask.
"Cause he's got a thing for you and it pisses me off. He's probably gonna try to sleep with you." Johnny says.
I roll my eyes.
"No way in hell babe." I say.
"Mhm." He says.
He sets his phone down and walks into the other room to get ready for work and I scroll through my phone contacts.
"I'm leaving." Johnny tells from the bathroom.
"Okay babe, love you." I say.
"Yeah I love you too hon." He says.
His voice is bitter and alarming but I brush it off. I didn't wanna deal with Johnny's bullshit today. I mean, to be fair, I never really wanted to deal with his bullshit. Honestly I don't know why I let him treat me like this but I do. And it's my fault for that.
It's also the fact that he had to assume I was doing shit with other guys all the time.

My best friend's home while his girlfriend's sleeping around
He's drunk and he's mad, and he's looking for somebody to pound

He would always get drunk with his buddies when he said he was going to work. Not that I cared. I lived with my roommate and I just went over to Johnny's a lot. If he wasn't working and using daddy's money for drinks I didn't give a shit. He's not mine to babysit. I didn't wanna leave him either. The thought of being alone sucked more than the thought of staying with him.
He liked to pick fights when he was drunk. And there's no doubt in my mind he didn't go to work today. I know he just went out to drink. And if Josh is anywhere around he's gonna kill him.
He just thinks he's in love with me but I know it isn't true. Josh is his buddy. They drink together. But I hope they're not drinking together today becauae Josh would get his ass handed to him. He's a sweet guy and he really doesn't deserve it.
I sigh and text this guy I've been talking to behind Johnny's back. I hated doing things like this but if I have to sell pictures of my feet for money so be it. A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.
I know Johnny would never approve.

He cheats all the time and he plays like he don't even miss her
But now he's fucking mad 'cause he knows that somebody was with her

I don't get why though. I mean, just last week Josh was telling me about how he saw Johnny hooking up with a blonde girl in the back of the bar. And I should have left when he told me that but I didn't. And again, it's my fault for sticking around.
Everything about Johnny was starting to disgust me. He acted like he didn't care around his friends and pretended to care around me and it was getting exhausting. I didn't ever know what to expect with him anymore.

Something must have gave me away
Yeah, if Johnny wants to fight, let him fight
Let him kick some fucking ass into the ground
Singing Hallelujah

Josh's POV

"Hey buddy!" Johnny calls.
I smile at him and take a seat along the bar.
"Johnny, how have you been?" I ask.
"Good I've been good. You?" He asks.
"I've been okay. How's the girl?" I ask.
He scoffs.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" He fires back. I raise my hands up as a show of innocence and we both have a couple shots.
He was never one to be able to hold his alcohol. Maybe four shots and he was wasted. But I wasn't going to judge. However I would judge him for the shit he did to his poor girlfriend.
"Man, I know shes been sleeping around." He says.
"Dude she hasn't." I say.
There's no way she would do that to him. He's a dick but she wasn't.