"I need a drink." I groaned, staring up at my ceiling as I laid down across my hardwood floor in my room. Next to me was a boy filled with random love notes, old-tshirts, and a leather jacket that I refused to even look at anymore. Taking a deep breath, I flicked my orange hair out of my eyes before I heard the door to my room open and close with a quiet creak.
"Is it safe to come in?" Josh chuckled, sitting down on the ground next to me before he began to unlace his checkered vans.
"I won't scream at you anymore." I sighed, rolling my eyes when Josh shrugged his shoulders at me. His brown eyes were filled with concern as I watched him take a breath and run his fingers through his noticably shorter brown hair.
"How are you doing?"
"Isn't that the question of the hour?" I mumbled, placing my hands on my stomach as I turned my attention back to the peeling white ceiling.
"I'm serious Hayles." Josh sighed, lying down next to me before staring at me, hoping to meet my gaze that I dared not to return.
"Me too." I laughed, chewing down on my bottom lip before letting out a deep breath. "I've been better."
"Well that's a start." Josh teased, turning his own attention to my ceiling. With a slight flick of his eyes, Josh noticed the box lying next to me on my left and decided to stare at it for a second longer. "Is that his stuff?"
"Yupp." I nodded, popping my lip with the 'p'.
"Plan on burning it?"
"Maybe." I shrugged, flicking my green eyes to glance at Josh for a second before staring back at the ceiling once again. "I haven't decided yet."
"I see." Josh mused, chewing down on his lip ring before moving his arms to rest behind his head. I knew Josh was deep in thought the moment that he teeth began to bit down on that silver piece of metal dangling from his bottom lip. His nose was slightly scrunched up and his breathing grew deeper with each passing second that the silence hung in the air.
"Just ask the question Josh." I groaned, covering my eyes with my hands as Josh's head turned to look at me.
"What are you talking about?" Josh asked, confusion clear in his voice.
"Whatever is on your mind." I clarified, removing one of my hands so that I could glance at Josh. "Just ask."
"That's the million dollar question my friend." I sighed, removing my hands from my face before moving them to my orange hair.
"Weren't you concered about what people were saying about him?" Josh questioned, sitting up off the floor before reaching for the box next to me. Picking up a picture of Harrison and I from a party two months ago, Josh frowned softly at the flimsy piece of paper before shaking his head. "I told you he was bad."
"I knew he was trouble." I shrugged, taking the picture out of Josh's hands. "I knew he was trouble when he walked into that party a few months ago."
"Then why go out with him?"
"Because every girl loves a good bad boy." I laughed, showing off my toothy grin for Josh who simply rolled his eyes at me.
"I'm serious Hayles."
"He made me feel things that I have never felt before. I think I liked the fact that he didn't care, you know?"
"Not really." Josh aruged, combing his fingers through his hair before looking through my box of mistakes.
"He just had this way about him." I shrugged, picking up Harrison's jacket that he had given me a month before.
"I still can't believe that you even knew he was trouble, and yet you still let him break your heart. It's like some kind of a joke." Josh scoffed, pushing the box away from him before glancing at me.
"Well the joke is on me now, isn't it?" I smirked, placing the jacket back in the box before standing up and dusting off my leather leggings. "He wasn't even that good of a kisser anyway."
"I really don't want to hear how good of a kisser he was Hayley." Josh groaned.
"I still don't understand how he managed to get Jessica to agree to have sex with him." I laughed, placing my hand off for Josh's to take. Rolling his eyes at me, Josh grabbed my hand and allowed me to pull him up.
"I don't know anyone else who is this casual when talking about their boyfriend cheating on them." Josh chuckled, shaking his head at me with a soft smile.
"I'm not like most girls." I reasoned with a shrug of my shoulders.
"Hayley Williams, I swear you are one interesting girl." Josh smiled, wrapping his arm around my shoulder before motioning to the box on the ground. "Now would you like to burn this or bury it?"
"Joshua Farro, why that is the best question you asked all day." I laughed, grabbing Josh's hand and pulling him towards the door.
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places I've never been
Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground
Oh oh, trouble trouble trouble
Oh oh, trouble trouble trouble