It's been a week since I had a vision, which was Lauren's. She's been around the house a lot more and I can tell how happy she makes Dad. I mean, sure, we used to spend a lot more time together, just the two of us, and I'd be lying if I say that I don't mind, but I can tell it's good for him to have someone else around.

The main reason for my lack of visions isn't because I've gotten better at pushing them away, though I really wish it was. No, the reason is that I'm still refusing to look at anyone besides Josh, Dad, and Lauren. As sad as this sounds, I haven't even talked to Alec and Elizabeth this whole week. I know, I'm a terrible friend.

Today, though, Alec and Elizabeth somehow get me alone and cornered after school while I wait for Josh.

"What's going on with you?" Elizabeth asks, an annoyed but concerned expression on her face.

"It's nothing, guys," I answer, dropping my gaze to the ground, becoming suddenly interested in the laces on my shoes.

"Don't pull that, Mia. We all know that something is going on. You haven't said a word to us all week," Alec exclaims, throwing his hands in the air.

"I'm talking to you now, aren't I?" I'm still not looking at either of them, but I'm sure they're both rolling their eyes or glaring at me. Either one is possible.

"Come on, Mia. We've been friends for years then suddenly this Joshua guy shows up and steals you from us," Alec says.

"You guys don't understand. I'm going to be spending the rest of my life with him, no questions asked. Maybe you should get used to it." I push past them, but I don't get very far before someone stops me.

"What's going on?" Josh asks, making me look up at him.

"Nothing. My friends are just complaining," I say softly.

Josh looks back and forth between me and my friends before speaking again. "I have a feeling I know what's going on here."

"Oh yeah?" Elizabeth asks, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow at Josh.

"Yeah, and I'm pretty sure it has something to do with me," he says confidently.

"Yes it does actually. Here's our problem, Joshua. You've stolen our best friend and we don't like it. So here's my proposition for you. Either you leave us all alone, including Mia, or we'll make you leave her alone. Either way she's our friend and not yours," Elizabeth says with a smirk.

Before Josh has time to respond, I do. "How dare you! I literally just told you that that isn't going to happen! He and I are a package deal for the rest of our lives! Get used to it!"

Alec and Elizabeth stare at me, shocked. "Mia-"

"Don't even talk to me right now. I am beyond angry at both of you."

I grab Josh's hand as I storm out of the school, pulling him with me. I lead us to his car and stop in front of it, angry tears dripping down my cheeks. He wordlessly unlocks the car and opens the door for me and closing if after I get in. He walks around the car quickly and climbs in, starting the car before driving off.

The first few minutes of the ride consist of me trying to calm down and stop crying and Josh keeping to himself, only glancing at me every now and then.

Eventually, he starts talking, "Are you good?"

I laugh, humourously, "Yeah, totally."

He gives me a look. "Mia, I'm being serious."

"Yeah, well, I'm not really in the mood to discuss my feelings right now. I just want to go home, find some ice cream and shove it all down my throat."

Josh's eyebrows shoot up in amusement and concern. "Am I allowed to join you in your pity party?"

"I never said anything about it being a pity party."

"I know, but I feel as if this is kind of my fault as much as it is yours," he reveals.

"Oh, don't be silly. It's not your fault at all. My friends were just being stupid."

"I don't think you should be so harsh on them. This is as new them as it is to you, in case you forgot," he points out as we turn onto my street.

"And I'm managing just fine, thank you very much."

Josh stops the car in front of my house and turns it off, taking the keys out of the ignition. "Again, do you need to be come in with you or are you good?" He looks at me with so much concern in his eyes that it catches me off guard and I finally realize how rude I've been.

"I'm sorry, okay? I let my anger get the best of me," I apologize, wiping the remainder of the tears off my face.

"It's okay. I don't blame you."

I smile at him. "You can stay if you want, but I think I'll manage on my own."

"You can't throw stuff like that at me. I don't like having to chose. Just tell me whether or not you want me to stay and I'll do it."

I roll my eyes, laughing. "Okay then. How about this, do your parents need you at home?"

Over the past few weeks, since my visions have gotten worse, Josh has gotten a habit of staying at my house until the sun goes down, and sometimes even later. I feel kind of bad how much time he's spent with me, but I'd be lying if I said that I didn't appreciate it.

Josh scrunches up his face in thought. "Nah, I'm good."

"Then come on in," I say, getting out of the car and leading the way up the stairs to my house. I wait at the front door for Josh before going inside. "Dad! Lauren! I'm home!"

I'm not entirely sure if either of them are home, but it's easier than finding out if they are home, because then they'd pull me into some conversation about school and I really don't want to do that today.

I think I hear some kind of reply, but don't bother to find out what it was - if it was there at all. Instead I walk into the kitchen and leaf through the freezer for the ice cream. I eventually find some Strawberry ice cream before grabbing two spoons and going into the living room, where Josh is sitting on the couch, flipping through some magazine.

"I have ice cream," I announce, sitting down next to him and handing him one of the spoons.

"Ooh, strawberry's my favorite."

"Mine too!" I laugh, opening the container. "Do you want to find if something interesting is on TV?"

Josh shrugs, grabbing the remote and turning the TV on before scanning the different channels. "How about 'American Ninja Warrior'?"

"Yes! I love that show!"

He laughs, clicking on the channel and we start watching the show. I place the ice cream between us so we can both have easy access to it.

We spend the next two hours watching ANW, fully enjoying ourseleves and completely forgeting about what happened at school today.

Just as the we start on the third hour of the show, the doorbell rings, causing me to have to leave the room to answer it. "How can I-" I begin, stopping when I notice who it is. My jaw falls slack as we stare at one another.

It's only when Josh calls out in question when I realize how long we've been standing there.

"What do you need?" I ask, trying to be as polite as I can when I'm still very angry at her.

"I'm sorry. I understand now how much you two will be together for the rest of your lives. I get that you need him a lot more than you're willing to admit and it's my fault that I didn't listen to you," Elizabeth explains.

She's right, I know she is, but I don't want to give in too quickly. "Elizabeth..."

"I know, I know. I'm an awful friend. I should have never gotten mad at you for spending time with you Weise."

I don't say anything, for I don't know what I could possibly say at this point. Elizabeth is a very prideful girl and she hates admiting when she is wrong, like she just did. It just makes her apologies that much better.

"It's okay," I whisper, throwing my arms around her neck. "I forgive you." She returns the hug hastily and we stand there for a few moments until Josh decides to come in.

We pull away as he stares at us, embarassed. "Well, I'm just gonna go over here," he trails off, walking back into the living room.

The two of us laugh and follow after him.

I sit down next to Josh on the couch and Elizabeth claims the armchair. I pat Josh's red cheek and chuckle, "It's called a hug."

"I know, I know," he mumbles, swatting my hand away.

I just laugh again, leaning my head back against the couch.

"I don't think we should've eaten all that ice cream," Josh groans as he places his hands on his stomach.

"But it tasted so good, you can't just put it down."

"You have ice cream!?" Elizabeth asks excitedly, jumping up and running into the kitchen.

"We had ice cream. We ate it all," I clarify, grabbing the empty container before walking into the kitchen as well and throwing the carton away.

Elizabeth pouts, "Oh."

I chuckle, rolling my eyes as I make my way back to the couch and sitting next to Josh again.

"So," I start, looking over at Elizabeth as she comes out of the kitchen as well. "How long do you think it'll take Alec to come to his senses and apologize?"

She smiles slighty. "Who knows with him. Maybe he's decided that he's done being friends with girls."

"Hey now," Josh interupts. "I am not girl."

I crack up into laughter, patting his knee. "It's okay, Josh. I know you're not a girl."

"You know you're lucky that I let you call me Josh, right?"

"Oh I know." I nod, taking his hand in mine. "But you could never stop me even if you wanted to."

"I know, I know," he mumbles, allowing me to play with his fingers.

As I twist our fingers around aimlessly, I can't help but think some things over. Since I've met Josh, he's been nothing but considerate and kind. He's helped me get through my visions and has even been there through my problems, like what's going on now. I've refused to look at him for crying out loud.

Josh is amazing.

I rest my head on his shoulder and I stop playing with his fingers, instead sliding them through mine. I feel him press a light kiss to the top of my head as my eyes grow heavy and I'm soon pulled into sleep.

I know, I know, it's been a month since I've updated but here you go. Hopefully it's not too bad. I've had some major writers block. :)

Thanks for reading!