— Josh Hutcherson

You have been best friends forever. Josh has always been very popular and extroverted compared to you, though that didn't stop you from having a friendship. A large part of your conversations are almost always centered around him; it's not as if Josh sought that out consciously, but he did it anyway. So, at the end of the day, he was used to telling you everything while you told him nothing, and you were always there, at his disposal.

One night, Josh was wasted, and for some strange reason, he could only think about you. Everything was spinning, yet you were still on his mind. At some point, it crossed his mind to go to your house without warning.

He fell three times in the attempt, but he managed to make it. Now he was one street away from your house, walking clumsily and struggling to keep his vision focused in one direction. He was almost there when he saw you leaving your house with a guy. What the hell?

Josh analyzed the whole situation with a serious expression; he watched as that guy kissed you and left while you watched him go. In that instant, Josh walked toward you with a strange feeling, as if it bothered him to lose your attention somehow, and he stopped in front of you as if he were waiting for explanations.

— Who was that guy? — He questioned you; he didn't want to sound angry, but that was exactly how his voice came out.