I know I sat there for at least 2 hours.

Josh was still against the door, pleading.

I sniffled; standing up. 

Did he really care?

No.

I looked in the mirror, seeing the figure in the corner of the room; peering at me

But he's begging for me to come out of the bathroom.

He pushed you away. He doesn't like you.

I-if he doesn't like me, then why is he still against the door- 2 hours later- pleading for me to come out?

Pity.

That's not pity.

I watched him disappear as another weak knock sounded through the bathroom, more of his weak pleads being released.

I sniffled, walking to the door.

I heard him stand up; waiting by the door.

I unlocked the door quietly, opening it slowly.

I looked at the man; his eyes weak as his cheeks stained with tears.

I walked over to him, wrapping my arms around his frame. "I-im sorry.." I mumbled.

His arms wrapped around me tightly; pulling me close.

I relaxed in his tight hold for a moment before he pulled away, looking down at me. I looked up slowly.

"I-im sorry Josh. I'm sorry that I ki-" 

I was cut off by him; his soft lips pressing firmly against mine.