Josh and Hazel's Guide to Not Dating

by Christina Lauren

The sky is a bruise behind her, blue and purple in the dusky light pollution from downtown. I’m momentarily distracted by the way her skin looks under the beams of the backyard lights.

“I loved her in the way we love in high school, sort of intensely, idealistically, and without knowing each other all that well.”

This is so real.

Drunk giggly Josh is my favorite, but drunk confident Josh is my new religion.