Chapter 8

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''WHERE THE FRICKING FUCK DID YOU GET THAT?'' he smiled to himself as I ran to him

''Na-a, not yet'' he moved his hand when I tried to grab it

''What do you mean not yet?' I crossed my arms

''Let me just find the page...'' he teased and opened the diary.

''Noooooooo'' I ran to him and 'hugged' his leg so he couldn't move

''I love him so much he's soooooo cu-'' I shutted his mouth with my hand, when he licked it and continued

''When he walks past me in my school, its so magical'' He burst out with laughter

''Thats like 2 years ago omg, dont''

''Wait wait it gets better'' he barely speaked ''One time me and my friends were walking home behind him, he has such a great bum'' he said in a girly voice and started laughing again

''Joshhhhhhhh, I swear I will kill you'' I jumped on him, so he landed on the bed and I was on top of him, pushed his arms down so I could grab the diary but he was simply to strong, so he moved it from me.

''Give. It . To. Me'' I said giving him a cold stare, he just laughed. All I had to do was lean over Josh a little bit...just a little bit. Our breathing was heavy and our eyes were locked.

''You really suck at this?'' he grinned

''Give me back my diary Josh'' I said in a cold way.

''Now, what do we say at the end of the sentence, when we're asking for something?'' he teased

''please?''

''Good, you're going well, now lets try that again''

After trying to grab the diary from him again. I gave in.

''Ugh fine. Can you pleaaaase give me back my diary?''

''No'' he grinned.

Ughhh do you know one of those people who just pull the nerves out of you, well in this situation, ladies and gentelman -> Josh Cuthbert.

He wouldnt even move when I pinched him. This dude was like a wall.

''Face it, you're not getting it back'' he smiled cheekily

Oh god, the cockyness this guy has.

God why are you doing this to me? If only I wouldnt do things for the moment. Im not having a choice.

I locked his eyes with him again and kissed him.

I expected he would move his lips, but he didnt.  

I felt his body relax.

It was now or never. I pulled the diary back and ran out of the room.

Holy fuck, this is like a hollywood movie. I ran down the stairs to the kitchen and leaned on the wall, shutting my eyes. I still imagined us kiss, feeling the softness and sweetnes of his lips on mine.

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