Finally another one shot has been written! Now I really need to focus on finishing up the three series I am caught up in. I hope you enjoy this short one shot! Leave the love by liking it and enjoying it! :) Have a great day everyone <3

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JOSH POV

Something about the way her eyes scanned the café caught mine. It wasn’t just that she was inevitably beautiful, but the way her eyes sparked at things she liked meant she was looking for an escape; and she wasn’t getting it in this small town.

     “Your coffee and dessert, sir.” Elizabeth, my waitress, said as she placed the items onto my table. I briefly glanced at her, seeing her blue eyes melt at the sight of who I was. I give her a small smile and turn my head back to the girl, watching the waitress sulk back to work.

     Her hands gently pick up a book and flip open to a dog-eared page and instantly I can see her eyes relax. So reading was one of her hobbies… I bring my cup of coffee to my lips and try to cast my eyes away from this enticing girl.

     The way she bit her lip when she read something funny, looking around her to see if anyone noticed; the shaking of her foot whenever she checked her phone, probably waiting for a call, or someone to enter the café.

     I didn’t really know why I was so hung up on a stranger. I just came into this café, at midnight to be exact, to grab a drink before I would spend the rest of the night memorizing my new script. I wasn’t expecting to find someone who would instantly catch my attention. I guess I’m used to being the one getting all the attention.

     Not once did she lift her eyes to my direction. Maybe something was busying her thoughts. What could it be? And why was I so curious to know? I take a slice of the apple pie in front of me and check my phone to see any messages my director might’ve texted me.

     You should tell her the truth, Josh. I know you may be hurting, but you’ll feel better in the end.

My coworker, Jen, seemed to be the only one I could confide in with my ever crushing heart. For the past few weeks I was involved with someone I met through a bar one night when I was filming my latest movie. We thought we connected, so we continued to go out and such. But soon my feelings just started to fade, but hers remained. I didn’t want to hurt her, but I was hurting myself staying in something I knew I wasn’t fully committed to.

     It wasn’t even a relationship we were in. We were literally just hooking up. Or I thought we were.

     I will. Soon.

I text Jen back and plant my phone back on the table not quite doing what I was planning to. I didn’t text Alexia, nor did I wait for her to do the same. I was tired of this whole charade, yet I seemed to be the conductor of it.

     I look up and you know those cheesy clichés of looking at someone, but they’re already looking? Well that’s what happened. Her soft brown eyes were already staring at me as I lifted my eyes to her, my heart stopping.

     The corners of her lips lift up in a small smile before her eyes go back to her book. As she leans towards her drink, her hair falls off her shoulders and encloses around her face, shielding it from my view.

     Go study your lines and sleep soon. Don’t stay up at another café sulking and eating your feelings.

     I smile a little at Jen’s new text. She knew me too well. This wasn’t a first where I would go near midnight to a café to just relax my mind. It was a reoccurring act of mine.

     I wanted it to change tonight, though.

     I feel my legs scoot the chair back, creating a soft scraping sound, and footsteps as my body draws nearer to the girl focused on her book. The seat in front of her is vacant and I swiftly slip into it. She rests her book and looks up, a smile creasing from her lips.

     “Hi, I’m sorry if I’m intruding on your personal space…” I start, and then stop. Why did I come over here for? I didn’t know why I didn’t first think of what I would say to this beautiful stranger.

     Her eyes perk up and she smiles. “It’s fine. I was just rereading an old favorite book of mine. Jenna,” she lifts her hand for a shake and I enclose mine over hers. We keep our hands wrapped around each other’s, my heart pounding a mile a minute.

     “Josh,” I breathe.

     She laughs softly and releases her hand from my grip. “Sounds familiar. I once had a friend named Josh. But you’re probably not him, considering I’m from across state.”

     “Yeah, and considering I’ve never seen you before, I don’t fit the profile.” She giggles and rests her head on her hands as she perches her elbows on the table. Her soft eyes stay in contact with my hazel ones and I notice that they’re telling me something. She’s hiding something behind her smile.

     “What brings you to a café in the middle of the night?” She asks.

     “Some fuel before I get going on my work,” I tell her.

     “What kind of work requires staying up past midnight?” She inquires; her eyebrows rising upwards.

     “I have to study some lines I’m going to act out tomorrow,” I simply say. I didn’t think she would recognize me, and her eyes showed no sign of recognition.

     “Just don’t work too hard,” She laughs. “I don’t have an actual explanation like you, but I’m here to think.”

     Now I’m curious as to what she might need to think about. Boyfriend problems? Family not working out too well?

     “I would like to ask you what’s on your mind, but I’m not sure if you want to talk about it,” I tell her.

     Her shakes her head with a smile. “It’s not much to think about. I’m just worried, that’s all.”

     I rest my hands on the countertop and urge her on with my smile.

     “Well, I really wanted to go to college with my best friend, but he decided to follow his girlfriend. I thought we would go together, you know? We’ve known each other since we were young, and now this is how it has to be. I’m just so confused…” She bites the corner of her lip.

     “Sorry,” I say. I’ve never experienced that exact situation, so I didn’t know how to offer condolences. “I’m sure he’s going to realize what a horrible move that was. Yeah, a girlfriend is nice to have, but friendship is more valuable.”

     “Yeah,” She whispers, lost in her thoughts again. Her hair gently cascades off her shoulders and from here; she looked like a perfect, delicate porcelain doll. I wanted to just wrap her up in my arms and wipe that frown from her pretty face.

     “Have you talked to him?” She nods her head. “Actions can be louder than words, so maybe show him what he’s doing to you; how he’s hurting you.”

     “But best friends just don’t do that. God, and I even asked him to come tonight so we can talk more, but he didn’t want to leave Chelsea all alone.”

     I could feel her hurt now. Her voice shook with every word, and I didn’t want to see her in pain anymore. I reached over and grabbed her hands, gently massaging them with my fingers. Soft and delicate like her feelings.

     “He’s lost in his head that’s all. Don’t get upset over him. If he’s truly your best friend, he’ll try to make it up to you later.” Her brown eyes fixate on me as I tell her this. Like she’s finally realizing that she should stop worrying over this.

     “Thanks, Josh,” She smiles and squeezes my hand. A jolt of electricity sparks through my body and I feel my face flush.

     “No problem. Life is too grand to waste away on a small matter. I’m sure he’ll come around for you.”

     “And if he doesn’t ” A hint of doubt flashes past her eyes and I frown.

     “If he doesn’t  then he never really cherished you. I’m sure you’re more than just a pretty face. A girl with a heart that cares more about others than herself.” Jenna blushes at this and I can’t help but smile.

     “You’re quite the charmer… I better go before it gets too late.” She says, releasing her hands from mine. I can feel the warmth of her fingers disappearing from my palm and I already miss it.

     “Can I text or call you later to see how you’re doing?” I ask as she packs her things. She nods and writes her number down on a napkin.

     “Thanks again for this talk. I needed it. I hope you do well on your acting.” She says swiftly as she gets up and I stand. I walk by her side as we exit, and pull her back before she can leave the door.

     “Jenna,” I breathe. “I know a good heart when I see it. Don’t let it become vulnerable because of a guy who d doesn’t know true friendship when he has it.” She smiles shyly and does the unexpected; wrapping her arms quickly around me. I do the same and like the feeling of her frame tucked under my arms.

     “I’ll be expecting a call soon,” She says as she releases and smiles brightly. She pushes the door and leaves the café with the gust of wind blowing her hair around her body.

     All my life I was told I would find someone without any warning. A rush of serendipity. Jenna was that someone and I couldn’t wait to see what the universe held for us. 

my-infinite-feelings:

what are you hiding from me
can it be, another dream?
you know I’m wonderwalled by you
so let me in to see

all I’m trying to do
and what’s I’m searching for
is to who you really are
but if the door won’t ever open
my heart will keep on falling

the window is wide open
throw rocks if you dare
my…

just some lyrics that came to my head that I formatted into a poem… 

So ACT’s and PSAE tests are all done and I can almost be called a Senior… Craziness.

I feel like a fool writing on here after a month of hiatus, but I guess you can call this an update.
I am still writing even if I don’t post on here as much as I used to. I’m writing a “book” I’d like to finish maybe before I graduate so I can see if I really want to further myself into the creative writing path I always dreamed I’d walk on. I always questioned whether I would ever come back on this blog, but since it was where I first starting publishing my short stories, I thought it would be good to keep as a reminder. 
Knowing hundreds of people follow me because of what I write honestly takes my breath away. I’m just a young girl with the dream of becoming an author, but it’s good to know that many admire my works even if they’re not full-fledged novels. It gives me hope for the future and I just want to thank you guys for that. For all the hearts, reblogs, and wonderful follows. It means the world to me. 

I hope I can continue to update this lil’ blog more than I had ever tried promising, and that I can learn to finish a series once I’ve started it. (haha, I’m serious though) Just give me time, and thank you for staying with me through this ‘journey’ for over a year now. You are all the best and I love you to the moon and back. <3

Soon! Right after I finish In The Gray, which is only maybe one or two more parts left. It’s not rude at all.

Sorry for the long hiatus! I promise I haven’t abandoned this blog! I’ve just been really busy and haven’t found the time to write and update as much. I hope you enjoy this next installment of In The Gray, and that you love it. Thank you all for your wonderful love and support. I wouldn’t be here without you guys. So thanks. <3 Press that little heart if you like this chapter. :)

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Josh’s lips are pressed against mine, and he presses his palm against my lower back, pushing my body closer to his. The energy flowing between us is unstoppable. It’s almost as if nothing matters, but this moment.

                I can’t even feel the other people around me. Just Josh and me. We’re holding each other so close, we’re almost one.

                “Fuck,” I say once our lips break off. We both gasp for air, and the flashing lights above us glint off of Josh’s smile.

                “I know you want me, you don’t have to beg,” He teases before pressing his lips to mine. I’m taken aback by his sudden ambiance that I bite his bottom lip to speak.

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Thank you so much for reading them, especially that many times! <3 
My passion in life is actually writing, and I would love to major in creative writing and someday become an author.
I thank you and also all my readers reading this for still following me even though I barely update anymore. I will do my best to update in a while! 

thanks, love, for your constant support! <3 lovely messages like these truly are amazing. Thank you for reading my stories. :)

I’m honestly really trying to find time to write, but I haven’t been able to…

Hopefully this weekend I can update, but don’t count on it. :/

Yeah, Junior year is kind of being a bitch to me… excuse my language, haha. 
I thought I would be able to update the days I promised I would, but I haven’t been able to.
I’m really trying to find a time to update, I really am.
Maybe this week! 

My last day of Finals are tomorrow, so hopefully I can update!