Josh honestly doesn’t know how he did it. He’s the most awkward, average, loner in school. Yet, he somehow managed to pull the prettiest emo girl in the whole state. AKA you.

It’s been a month into your relationship now, and Josh still makes sure to tread lightly. I mean, if he fumbled a girl like you, that would be insanely embarrassing on his part. His friends would never let him live it down. Ever.

Hell, he’d literally done research on how to be a good boyfriend for fear that he wasn’t doing it right.

Tonight, you’re staying the night as Josh’s house for probably the fourth time this week. You practically live there at this point. You’d inhabited half of his bed, loading your half with plushies and fluffy blankets. Yet, Josh doesn’t seem to mind. At all, even.

Your favourite movie is currently playing in the background on Josh’s bedroom TV, while ‘My Chemical Romance’ plays on shuffle on his speaker. It was enough to keep your hyperactive brain stimulated. That’s all you needed.

“You’re on your third iced coffee today, and it’s only 4PM. Don’t you think you should drink some water to balance that out?” Josh questions, taking in the sight of you sat cross legged in bed, a fluffy blanket draped over your shoulders, a stuffie in your lap, and an iced coffee in your hand to top everything off.