Where was I gonna go now?

One place popped into my head: my boyfriends.

I quickly pushed that thought away and started walking to the nearest park.

He's great and all but he'd want something sexual to happen, I'm not in the mood right now.

Once I got to the park I sat down on a swing.

I went through everyone I knew in my head.

Would Josh let me stay with him?

I ran a hand through my hair.

They might.

I know my boyfriend wouldn't let me live at his house.

So that doesn't leave that many people.

I grabbed my phone and called Josh.

It took three rings before they picked up.

"Hello?" They question.

"Hey Josh." I replied.

"Kyle!" They exclaimed, "it's been so long, how are you?"

"To be honest I just got kicked out of my house and have nowhere to live so I'm doing as good as I can." I answered. "How are you?"

"That sucks, I'm okay. You could always live with me, I'm lonely seventy percent of the time so it would be great if you came here." They responded.

I nodded slightly, "thanks, are you sure?"

"Yeah, come over." Josh's answer was so full of confidence that it was slowly seeping into me.

"Alright. Are you sure you're okay?"

There was a pause, "of course." They responded, "I'm always okay."

"Yeah, of course." I pushed the thoughts of them sobbing into my shirt a month ago out of my head. "You're always okay."

"Anyways." They tried to change the subject. "You should start heading over."

I seemed to just remember why I called, "yeah, of course. I'll be over as soon as I can. See you then, bye Josh."

"Bye, Kyle." They responded and hung up.

I got off the swing and headed towards their house.

Thank god they said yes.