19 February 2011

My Turn?

Written by Nessa

Avery

"Sposhua!" Avery greeted as she opened the door.

"I always forget," Josh laughed. "Telepath."

He grabbed her in a hug and twirled her around, before setting her back on the ground.

"Come in," she said, stepping back to allow him entrance to the loft. "How's everyone?"

"How's Matt, you mean?" he smirked, following her into the living room. "You haven't spoken to him?"

Avery shrugged. "Yeah, but I mean... how is he really?"

"Aside from heartbreak from losing you," Josh grinned. "I think he's really enjoying the work."

"Oh, he is not heartbroken," Avery scoffed. "How's Dan and Trent and Lib?"

"He might hide it, but he must be," Josh told her. "And they're all good. I'm good too, by the way."

She punched him in the arm. "I was getting to you."

Josh snorted. "Always the last on your list."

She caught a fleeting thought from him and paused before answering. "Josh..."

He looked down at his feet, embarrassed. "I didn't mean it that way. I just..."

"It's ok," she shrugged. "Josh, we're friends. And... well... you're also Matt's best friend, you know? And I love you, I just... don't love you."

"I know, I don't even know why I thought..." Josh fidgeted awkwardly. "Just a habit from when we were kids, I think."

Avery gave him a smile. "Now, I know you definitely would be hungry... wanna go get some pizza?"

"Of course I do."


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