"Rosie." I looked up as I saw a face I didn't expect enter the room. Josh's body rose from my bed.
"I'll be back in a little. I think a little talking needs to be done." He left my room as his spot was taken.
"I'm a dick I know I've been a dick. I'm been awful to you. I've said awful things. I told you we weren't best friends. What kind of person am I to tell that to you? I'm the one pushing you away."
"You were right. Right now we are nothing. I want it to be that way. We are," I was cut off before I could continue.
"Too toxic for each other. I heard you. I heard all of it." His hand grabbed mine tightly. I pulled them away from him.
"I don't know who you are anymore Simon. You have changed. I've been gone for 2 months you might as well say." I looked him in the eyes. He tried everything to avoid eye contact with me. "A restart is needed. I've changed. I need to look at everything differently. I need my best friend back. How things used to be. The happiness and just everything that surrounded us in the past. Like when your fans barely knew who I was. Back when baby photos were our cute way of friendship."
"We can do that. I just can't lose you."
"Hi my name is Rosie. You are?" I stuck my hand out slowly.
"Simon, Simon Minter." His hand wrapped tightly around mine.
"Nice to meet you Simon Minter." I smiled a little. "What do you do?"
"I play video games with my 6 best friends. Do some real life things. Post it to Youtube for millions of people to enjoy and you?"
"I'm an artist. I write. I paint. I film. You name it anything creative related I've dabbled into it." I closed my eyes to remember the moment. I needed to take everything in. Not just the sight. I needed the smell, the sounds, the emotions. I wanted to remember this new start. I wish the accident made me forget everything. I wished waking up had me forget the 2 month never ending dream. This start over would be so much easier. But this was a good start.
"Looks like we have a bit in common. I think we'd make some pretty incredible friends."
"I guess we will have to see wont we?" My eyes scanned his body. My mind was doing everything to remove the history, the past. Past a certain point at least. I didn't want to forget my favorite memories, but I wanted to fall out to love with this boy. Meant to be or not, I wanted a friendship with the one person who made grey skies blue. So cliché but so true.
"How about when you can walk I teach you how to play football?" His eyebrows raised. "Haven't done that before." He was trying to do the same thing I was. Remove the past and have a clean fresh start. Though it was like he was starting completely over. I wouldn't mind recreating the best day of my life. At least up to this point.
"If I can ever walk again, I'll be down. Anything to see an attractive male kick around a ball. Even if I hate football. I bet some people can make it look good." I shrugged my shoulders a little.
"Oh I'm attractive now?" Cocky Simon was coming out. "I'd say the same to you but man," he shook his head, "boogers are so not attractive." I crossed my eyes trying to look at my nose. It caused him to laugh. "Jokes Rosie."
"If I have boogers why does no one get them out of my nose?" I questioned.
"Who's going to shove their finger up your nose? I just met you! Sorry but we aren't that close." He chuckled. I smiled and rested my head against my pillow still looking at him. "Tired?" I shook my head.
