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katdvs · 6 years

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Author Note: Oops, I’m a little behind, but here is a little Joshaya story, enjoy!

Day One | Day Two | Day Three

The Christmas Party

She was standing near the punch bowl, laughing at something that Zay was saying. Her blond hair curled but still soft on her shoulders. She was wearing jeans, a black long sleeve t-shirt, a green belt that was lit with LED lights.

She was still quirky.

She was even more gorgeous than he imagined was possible.

Slowly he sipped his eggnog, turning his eyes away from her, afraid he’d be busted for watching her.

He couldn’t help but remember the summer they both worked down the shore, he’s been surprised to see her on the boardwalk that first day, even more surprised that she lived in the house next door. A summer where he gave in to the years of temptation.

A summer filled with walks on the beach, kisses during sunset, nights making love, feeling as though they had all the time in the world.

And he really believed they did.

Until the season ended and he returned to Philadelphia to take over the family store. He tried to come into the city and see her, but their schedules never seemed to match up.

Eventually he stopped.

She was never able to make it to Philadelphia, except once when she arrived on Valentine’s day night, in the middle of a blizzard.

They spent that night making love in the living room, by the fire place, in the home he’d grown up in, and now lived in alone.

When morning came he wanted to ask her to stay, to move to Philadelphia when she finished school, only she was gone. Sitting on the kitchen table he found a note telling him goodbye.

He’d given her his heart, it had been what she’d always said she wanted, and yet it was now crushed.

He’d stayed away, he never came back into the city until he heard she’d moved to Arizona. She’d been working in an art commune, at least that’s what his niece had mentioned in passing, not letting on she had any idea that the long game had played out, leaving him heartbroken.

“Uncle Josh?” The young voice caused him to turn to the young boy staring up at him.

“Hey Nicky, what’s up?”

“Why do you keep looking at Mommy’s friend?”

Josh glanced back towards Maya, watching as her husband Evan came over, his hand slipping to the small of her back, “Oh um, her belt, it keeps catching my attention.”

“You keep looking at her funny.” Nicky told him, scrunching his nose.

“Am not,” Josh mocked hurt, though he was sure he probably was looking at Maya funny.

Lucas came over just then, swooping his son up in his arms, “Nicky, you’re not bothering Uncle Josh, are you?”

Nicky squirmed to get his father to put her down, “I just wanted to know why he was looking at Mommy’s friend so funny.”

Lucas glanced to his Uncle and then across the room as he put his son down, “Nicky, go ask Grandpa for a cookie, okay?”

The young boys green eyes went wide for a moment before he ran off to find his Grandfather.

Lucas sat next to Josh, “How long have you carried a torch for Maya?”

Josh laughed it off, “What, Lucas, come on. She’s Maya, Riley’s best friend.”

“And you’re in love with her.”

“And she broke my heart.” Josh rose from his seat, going over to the Christmas tree, studying an ornament that displayed a picture of Lucas and Riley from prom.

“I’m sorry, I had no idea.”

Josh looked over at his nephew, “I don’t think even Riley knows.”

Lucas nodded before getting up from the couch, “Maybe you should talk to her.”

“I need some air.” Josh quickly moved to the door, grabbing his coat before leaving the apartment.

The New York air was crisp, cold, but wrapped in the warmth of Christmas Eve as he sat on the front stoop of the building.

“I had a feeling I would find you out here.” Maya sat a few steps up from him so that they were eye level. “It’s good to see you Josh.”

“What are you doing here Maya, you haven’t come to one of these parties in years.”

She rubbed her hands together, “Evan and I have moved back to New York.”

Josh felt his stomach knot. “You’re back?”

“Yeah, we are.” She looked up to face him finally, “You didn’t bring your girlfriend?”

“Single, perpetually, I might be more like Eric than I am Cory.”

Maya tried to chuckle, “Is that really so bad? Cory is kind of an odd one.”

“But he didn’t let the love of his life slip away.” He looked straight into her eyes.

Maya gasped, “Josh,”

“No Maya, I still love you, I never stopped, and I hate myself for that. You’re married, you moved on.”

“I had to Josh.” She took his hand, “You were the first man I ever loved, the first guy I had a crush on, and I realized that somewhere along the way I had created this fantasy, and I knew you would do everything you could to make that a reality, but I would never be happy. I’m sorry I hurt you, but it’s better this way. I would’ve hurt you either way.”

Josh wanted to protest but he felt her finger on his lips, and he realized in that moment that no matter what he felt, what he believed that Maya was right. He would’ve done anything, and she would never have been happy with the reality. He could see it now, what had chased her away. It wasn’t him, it had been her.

He took her finger from his lips, holding her hand in his. “Are you happy with Evan?”

“Very much, he oddly knows how to keep me in check.” She looked at his hand holding hers, “You’ll find her Josh, just be open to it.”

Josh felt her lips on his cheek in a quick peck before she went back inside.

He was left in the cold, but this time he could feel the closure, what he’d been missing all this time.

#Joshaya #Joshaya Fanfic #Josh Matthews #Maya Hart #24 Days of Fanfic #Christmas #Girl Meets world #GMW Fanfic

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fanficsbykay · 3 years

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Seven Days

Summary: The Clique's Six annual reunion is coming up and so are a lot of secrets and changes. Can one week bring friends closer together, or further apart? Find out in Seven Days, based on the Mary J Blige song. Rucas Centric. Joshaya; Smarkle;

Word Count: 2,190

Chapter 1: A Friend of Mine

MONDAY

She tossed the thin dark purple cardigan on and listened to Maya rant about the inconvenience of their impromptu reunion. Riley giggled as Maya waved off a euphemism about Farkle and Isadora flying in late that evening. Riley grabbed her keys and shuffled Maya towards the front door. Maya groaned and leaned back into Riley’s arms purposely making it hard for the bubbly brunette to move her.

“Maya,” Riley chastised and the blonde smirked.

“Oh come on Riles, do we really need to go get party supplies? It's just us six!” Maya groaned.

“Maya it's been a year since all six of us were together! Aren’t you excited to see our friends?” Riley pouted.

“Yeah, I guess,” Maya said and rolled her eyes.

Riley knew it was a front, and that Maya was just as excited as she was. Despite being close the clique six had spread out across the continent for college. Maya and Riley stayed true, and both got into NYU. While Riley went to Steinhardt for English Education, Maya found her calling at Tisch for Collaborative Art. Although in different programs, they became roommates in a cramped two-bedroom, a gift from their parents. Their friendship never wavered and if anything it got stronger over the last few years. As their junior year ended they wanted to celebrate with their best friends. In just mere months they would be college seniors, and then off to more school or careers.

“Farkle got us a suite,” Riley teased and Maya grinned.

“A suite? Okay, Minkus, guess that business degree is working after all,” Maya mused and stood up straight.

As the girls found their place at NYU, Farkle and Isadora found their place at Stanford University. Although Princeton University was their goal, they both realized the move across the country would do them good. It was no surprise that both of them had done well successfully that they were graduating before their friends. Farkle in the fall will be attending Stanford Graduate School of Business and Isadora will start her Ph.D. program in Neuroscience. Another reason for their motley crew of friends to come together.

“It's more like a graduation gift from his parents,” Riley said and led Maya out of their apartment.

“I can't believe those two geniuses are already going to their second degrees, I barely think I am going to make it out of my bachelor’s,” Maya groaned as Riley locked the door.

The two linked their arms together and Riley giggled.

“Maya you're doing great in school, As and Bs,” Riley exclaimed.

“It's only because I am actually interested in school now, why couldn't we just jump to college?” Maya asked as they walked down the stairs.

“That's not how life works,” Riley said as they left the apartment building.

Loud city noises blare down the streets and the crowds shuffled through masses of New Yorkers. Both girls leaped into the mass and followed the flow down the street.

“I hope Party City isn't crowded,” Maya said as Riley smiled brightly.

A benefit of having an apartment in Union Square was that everything was close by to them. They could pop in, get some supplies and grab lunch all within walking distance.

“I doubt it, no major holidays, just some graduations in a few weeks,” Riley said.

“So … we talked about Smarkle, is there a particular someone you would like to talk about before we see them?” Maya teased.

“Zay? I heard he might double major,” Riley shrugged.

“What is he? Can he?” Maya asked as Riley nodded.

“I mean he is a dance major, maybe he wants to do something in that field but more,” Riley said.

“Sounds like a lot,” Maya mused.

“I know but it's Zay, and Duke is letting him do it, why not take advantage?” Riley said

Zay’s college choice was a surprise to all of them. They knew Zay was eclectic and loved to do different things, but they all assumed he would go back to Texas. He threw them for a loop when he decided to go to Duke University in North Carolina for Dance. They knew he liked ballet but didn't think he would take it on as a major.

“Wait! You deflected! You know who I was talking about Riles. A certain cowboy down in Texas,” Maya teased.

Lucas.

Lucas’s choice was no surprise to Riley, she knew what he was interested in since they were in the seventh grade. So when he announced he was going to Texas A&M Riley was excited for him no matter what. They decided it was in their best interest to break up and stay as friends. Allowing one another to explore these new waters without being weighed down by a significant other. However, it didn't matter to Riley as she never found anyone to match Lucas on any level. Sure she went on dates and flirted around, but nothing was serious. No one was able to make her feel like he did.

“Lucas?” Riley asked.

“You said Huckleberry’s name, that's a big step for you,” Maya said with a grin.

“I always say his name, it's you who insist on these nicknames, Maya we’re twenty-one now. Don't you think it would be a good time to drop the nicknames?” Riley asked.

“What and miss out on annoying moral compass, do you know me Riles?” Maya fake gasped and Riley chuckled.

“Yes I do, and to answer your question, there’s nothing to talk about, Lucas and I are friends, with the exception of Smarkle, we are all friends,” Riley said and directed Maya into Party City.

“You two were always more than just friends,” Maya said as Riley dragged her towards balloons.

“Why are we getting party supplies again?” Maya groaned.

“Well while we are just becoming seniors, Farkle and Izzy are graduating. I thought it would be nice to have something like a little congratulations thing during our reunion,” Riley said as she perused gold and silver balloons.

“Do we have to get gifts?” Maya asked.

“I’m getting them cards, and I got them each something small, just a congrats thing. You don't have to, you know how I feel about gift-giving,” Riley said with a smile.

“You love it you fruit loop, I guess I’ll look for something here,” Maya sighed and followed Riley down the aisles.

As the girls scoured the store for supplies, they kept the conversation light about their friends. Catching one another up on information to prepare for the annual reunion. Maya laughed as she picked up small party favors and found two keychains for her friends.

“Look one for each of them, the dollar sign for Farkle, and the brain for Izzy,” Maya said as she jingled them.

Riley playfully rolled her eyes and smiled at her best friend. However, she knew the two would love Maya’s gift and treasure it because that is what friends do.

“I have a special order to pick up,” Riley said as she walked towards the counter.

“Special? Oh, Riles, what did you do?” Maya asked as Riley talked to the cashier.

Riley emptied her basket of balloons, candy, and streamers. She smiled as the cashier revealed a bag with Stanford University decorations.

“Of course,” Maya said.

“It's going to be so much fun,” Riley said as the cashier rang up her things.

“Fruit Loop, look I am going to the other cashier to pay for this, don't get any more supplies,” Maya chastised as she walked away.

Riley playfully rolled her eyes once more and smiled as the Cashier scanned the items. Riley’s eyes caught a glimmer of gold and she saw a gaudy gold plastic necklace with a horseshoe. She bit her bottom lip in complementation and took the plunge.

“Could I get that too?” Riley said as she pointed to the necklace.

The cashier rang it up and gave her the total. Riley swiped her card with no hesitation and smiled as she was handed the bags. Maya had sauntered over with her small bag and raised her eyebrows.

“Got everything?” Maya asked as Riley nodded.

Riley sat at her desk as she edited her final paper for class. One click and she would officially be done with her junior year. However, she couldn't stop herself from continuously changing the ending. Something felt off, and she didn't know what it was. She glanced at the clock and saw it was well past 11:00 PM, and she was exhausted. She rubbed her eyes and stifled a yawn.

Her phone vibrated and she glanced at it. It was a text but who it was, surprised her. She didn't know why he would text her so late but he had to have a reason. Sure they chatted outside the group chat but it was mundane, and not so late.

Lucas: Hey you up?

Riley: Unfortunately, is everything ok?

Lucas: Yeah can I call?

Riley hesitated but ultimately confirmed that he could. Before she knew it, her phone was ringing in her hands. As she took a deep breath she picked up the call.

“Hey,” She whispered.

“Hey,” Lucas responded.

“Hey,” She repeated.

“I thought we grew out of that,” He chuckled.

“I thought so too,” Riley said as she leaned back in her seat.

“Sorry to call so late it's almost midnight over there right?” He asked.

“Yeah but it's fine I was up, I was working on my final paper,” Riley said as she scrolled through the document.

“Riley Matthews hasn’t finished her homework, oh no the world is ending,” He joked.

“Oh stop it, I have till tomorrow midnight to submit it but I wanted it done before … the reunion,” Riley said.

“That's the Riley I know, am I interrupting? Do you want to finish it?” Lucas asked as he cleared his throat.

Riley paused and leaned back in her chair. A part of her did want to finish the paper, but the other part of her wanted to know why he called, especially this late.

“I think my brain is fried, I know something is wrong, I just can't put my finger on it, I can talk. What's up?” Riley said as she tried to make her voice sound light.

“I kind of wanted to hear your voice,” Lucas said, his voice deepening.

“My voice?” Riley questioned.

“Yeah … I just needed to hear it. Talking to you has always been easy Riley, and I thought I would call one of my best friends,” Lucas said.

Riley could tell something was wrong, but just like her paper, she couldn't put her finger on it. She twirled some hair around her finger and listened to him.

“What did you want to talk about? Tomorrow?” Riley asked.

“I’m excited to come home,” Lucas said and Riley could feel her heart race slightly.

“Texas isn't home?” Riley asked.

“No it isn't, not when everything I love is back in New York,” Lucas said

“Like your friends,” Riley said.

“Yeah but a particular one in mind. Plus I wouldn't feel so lost, and I think … I need to be found” Lucas said his voice lofty and Riley bit her lip.

“Are you okay Lucas, you sound … off,” Riley asked as he chuckled.

“You definitely know me the best, yeah I’m good, I had a drink and I think … it's getting to me. Don't mind me, I’m sorry for interrupting. Goodnight Riley,” Lucas said and hung up the call before Riley could say anything.

Riley looked at the phone puzzled at what just happened. She thought about waking Maya but she decided against it. Instead, she crafted a long but well-intended text to the Texan. She needed him to know she wasn't judging him and that she was there for him.

Riley: Hey, you sounded off. I know you said you drank but, it didn't seem like that was what was going on? You know you can talk to me always if you want to call back we can talk about what's bothering you. I hope you're okay Lucas, I’m always here for you.

Riley sent the message and returned to her paper. She glanced at her phone every few seconds and waited to hear it vibrate back but it didn't. She sighed and started to type up her conclusion, so she could finally finish her paper. As she saved the document and uploaded it to her college portal, she checked her phone. Still nothing. As she submitted the paper, she got up from her seat and went to the bathroom to do her bedtime routine.

Lucas crossed her mind with each task, and she wondered if tomorrow it would be easier to talk. She hoped all was alright, and she wished he would have told her what's wrong. As she finished her routine she bounded for her room. She flicked her light off and crawled into bed exhausted from the day. She grabbed her phone to plug it in to charge when she saw a new alert. She swiped through to see a response from Lucas.

Lucas: I love you.

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catstack17 · 3 years

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is it concerning that my emotional stability practically relies on my comfort ship and fanfics about them?

#i genuinely can't tell #joshaya #they literally have the best fanfics #every single one i’ve read shows how developed they could have become #i miss seeing them on a live tv screen #we should have seen them have their someday #i wish i could have seen them kiss #just i miss seeing them

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poweroverdrive · 3 years

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Chapters: 13/13 Fandom: Girl Meets World Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Maya Hart/Josh Matthews, Farkle Minkus/Isadora Smackle Characters: Maya Hart, Josh Matthews (Girl Meets World), Lucas Friar, Farkle Minkus, Isadora Smackle, Riley Matthews Additional Tags: Angst Summary:

Each time uncle Josh comes to the Matthew's house Maya loses hope for her and Josh because of him ignoring her. Until one day he comes and is surprised that Maya finally has lost all hope and comes to a conclusion. He likes her. But will Maya like him back?

#maya hart #josh mathews #riley mathews #joshaya #angst #gmw #girl meets world #girlmeetsworld #gmwedit #lucas friar #fanfic

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darling-sabrina · 4 years

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Third one-shot is published!

#girl meets world #gmw #joshaya #maya hart #josh matthews #joshua matthews #sabrina carpenter #uriah shelton #fanfiction #fanfic #story #romance

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stileslydias · 7 years

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Golden ➼ Joshaya One Shot

pairing: Maya Hart (Hunter) / Josh Matthews wattpad: wereswolf wordcount: 2.5k fandom: girl meets world prompt: soulmate au where when you write something on your skin with pen/marker/whatever the hell you want, it will show up on your soulmate's skin as well. a/n: I wrote this about a month ago and I finally got around to publishing it (I didn’t really like it for a loooong while.) So here it is! Comments mean the world to me so you can check out my wattpad or leave a reply or send me a message of what you thought! thank you :)

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Soulmates were such a bullshit concept. Only those that believed in such idiocy could possibly be meant for each other. Love doesn't exist until the person you are meant to be with suddenly pops into your life and then you can start living? Magic, rainbows, and sunshine were things meant for Riley Matthews. But for Maya Hart? She'd rather sit this one out and watch the rest of the world live in the hypocrisy of it all.

"But-"

"No."

"But, Maya! Ow! Maya you pinched me!"

"It was for your own good, Riley."

"For my own-? Maya! Again, really?"

"Cut the soulmate crap out and I'll let you speak."

Maya gave a menacing look to her life-long best friend. When Riley went silent Maya smiled to herself and muttered, "Good."

Maya didn't care about the soulmate system. She less than cared for it. She had a hard time believing in anything but her friendship with Riley, how was she supposed to believe that out there, somewhere, was some person that was absolutely meant for her in every way?

Statistically, Maya thought to herself, it was impossible.

She laid out on her best friend's bed with her feet kicked in the air. She was flat on her stomach, her tongue hanging from her mouth, as she sketched an outline for her art assignment that was coming due.

"Maya, please just listen to me-" Riley began but abruptly stopped when a pillow launched at her from Maya smacked her square in the face, "Fine, don't listen to me. But I can't wait until I get to say 'I told you so'!"

"Save it, Riley. And by save it I mean lock that saying away because you'll never get to use it."

"All I'm saying, Maya, is why don't you give the system a chance? Who knows, maybe you'll end up like me and- Ow!" Another pillow.

"I don't need to hear your romantic stories, Riles. I don't believe in soulmates and I never will. End of story."

The room fell silent until there was a knock on Riley's door. "It's open!," Riley called out.

Riley's mother stepped into the room, "Maya, your mother dropped this off. It's your Letter, and she thought you might want to open it."

Without looking up from her artwork the blonde spoke, "You can just give it to Riley. God knows she wants to open it, I don't."

Topanga silently handed the government envelope over to Riley with a pointed look given to Maya. Maya didn't notice, too absorbed in her artwork, so Topanga left the room without another word. Shutting the door on her way out.

The room was quiet around them now. All that could be heard were the soft strokes of pencil hitting paper until the brunette broke the silence, "Maya you should open it."

"Riles, just open it. I. Don't. Care. How many times do I have to say it?"

Riley sighed and began to open the envelope, sliding the contents out of it slowly. She pulled out a black marker and a letter.

"Maya, this is your Letter. Don't you think you should be the one to read it?" Riley sighed.

Maya finally looked up from her sketch with a pout, "Riles-"

"No Maya! You read it!" The brunette tossed the letter and the marker over to her best friend.

Maya took the letter and with a huff she began to read its contents;

Dear Maya Penelope Hart,

It is our greatest pleasure to announce that it is time for you to begin communications with your Soulmate. It is American tradition to use this special pen to make a meaningful start in your relationship. You'll quickly learn how it works. Try writing on your skin.

May you find everlasting love and happiness, President of the United States of America

Maya looked up from the letter at Riley with a scoff "They're kidding right?" Maya picked up the black marker and showed it to Riley, "I'm supposed to write on myself?"

"Maya, you know this already. We learned about it in school-"

"Yes, but you see, these kinds of things don't apply to me. I'm Maya Hart. When do I ever do anything the Government wants me to do?! There is no way in Hell that I am going to- What the fuck?!"

"Maya, language!"

Maya ignored Riley's complaint and stared down at her wrist.

-Hey, soulmate

She stared at the words scrawled on her wrist. They looked like chicken scratch, at best. As soon as she finished reading them, they vanished. Maya felt the bed dip beside her, "What did it say! What did it say!"

Maya ignored Riley again and instead opened the cap to the marker and turned her now blank wrist over and began to write in her perfect penmanship;

-I am no ones 'soulmate'

Riley was now silent beside Maya. She raised an eyebrow at her best friend which the blonde continued to ignore. The words vanished and new words replaced them;

-Fiesty. But on the contrary, you're mine.

Maya rolled her eyes and wrote back;

-I'm not 'your' anything.

-Ouch. That hurts. At least buy me dinner first.

-I'm not buying you anything, freak

After a moment of silence, the words vanished and Maya thought the mysterious 'soulmate' wasn't going to respond. As suddenly as she had the thought, words appeared on her wrist;

-Play a game with me

Maya looked incredulously at her wrist. Riley was still silent beside her with a knowing smile playing on the ends of her lips. Maya sighed and replied;

-What game?

-20 Questions. Although I'm sure I have more than 20 questions to ask you

-Who goes first?

-Me. Since that answers your first question, now it's my turn.

Maya rolled her eyes and waited for the question;

-What is your favorite color?

-Out of all the questions..

-Answer?

-Gold. How old are you?

-22. You?

-19. Where do you live?

-New York City. Why is your favorite color gold?

-I watch the light move during the day.

-And?

-And you know what happens at 5:30?

-No. Tell me.

-You turn gold.

-You're an artist.

-What?

-Only an artist would say that.

-What kind of logic..?

-Go outside.

-What? Why?

-You'll be gold.

Maya paused for a moment as the words vanished. Riley had left the room and she hadn't even noticed. She looked over at the clock on her best friend's bedside table, the clock read 5:31pm.

-You don't even know where I live. What if it wasn't 5:30?

-But if it is, then why does it matter?

Maya didn't know what to say but before she could write anything down new words appeared on her wrist;

-Tell me how you can't believe in soulmates. But you're an artist.

-Tell me how you know I'm an artist.

-Art is about believing in something not everyone can see, right?

-I see something, I draw it. I see something, I paint it. That's all.

-But you believe at 5:30 we turn to gold.

-Yes.

-That's not something everyone believes.

-Everything is more beautiful at the beginning and the end of the day, and I want people to see that.

-So you believe in something.

Maya thought to herself for a moment.

-I didn't mean to.

-We never mean to, Golden.

-Oh great, a nickname.

-It's not a nickname.

-Then what is it?

-It's your state of being.

-What does that mean?

-You'll see. Someday.

. . .

Over the course of the following week Maya continued to write back and forth with her 'soulmate'. She learned his name was Josh and he went to the same school she attended, New York University. He was in his last year, while she was in her first. They mostly bickered back and forth. It was a miracle someone could keep up with Maya's sass for the amount of time Josh was.

Riley noticed a shift in her best friend's behavior. She smiled a lot more, and was more willing to do things that Riley would insist they try. She knew it was because of Josh, but she didn't dare question Maya on that. If there was one thing Riley knew about her best friend, was that when good things happened to her, she generally kept it to herself.

One afternoon Maya was sketching in her notebook sitting in Riley's bay window. No one was home in the Matthews' residence, but it was Maya's favourite place to draw. She was bathed in the golden glow of the 5pm light, and she felt completely at peace.

As she sketched, words appeared on her wrist;

-Where are you, Golden?

Despite the fact Josh now knew Maya's name, he refused to call her anything but his nickname. Maya went to switch her pencil for her marker but she realized she didn't have it. She searched in her bag but it was no where to be found. The words vanished from her wrist and new ones formed;

-Playing hard to get?

Maya frantically dumped her bag onto the ground. She kept the marker on her at all times, where could it have gone?

She began to retrace her steps, walking out of Riley's window, down the fire escape and continued her trek back to campus.

The pen was nowhere to be found on her walk, she was certain she hadn't dropped it anyway. She was standing in front of a coffee kiosk on campus when she decided to call Riley.

"Hello?" Riley answered.

"Riles, have you seen my marker? The one I use to write Josh."

Riley had never heard Maya sound so panicked about losing anything in her life, "No, have you checked your bag? You know the one with all of your art supplies? It's got to be there."

"It's not, I looked."

"Maybe you can get a new one?"

"Where can you get one? Riles, I'm panicking."

"Maya, it'll be okay. You'll get a new one."

Maya took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of coffee and pastries which did nothing to calm her nerves.

"But he's-" Maya stopped as new words sprawled across her wrist;

-I see how it is, Golden. Two can play at this game.

Maya suddenly felt a pang in her chest she's never felt before. Shaking off the feeling, she hung up the phone and stared down at a text from Riley.

From Riles Smiles: here's the address of where you can get a replacement. maybe this time ask him for his number, yeah?

With a short reply to Riley's text Maya was on her way to get a replacement pen. As she turned around she bumped into a boy that looked a few years older than her. She hardly spared him a glance as she muttered apologies and continued towards her destination.

She barely made it 3 steps before seeing new words on her wrist;

-Hey, soulmate.

Maya slowly turned around back to the boy she had just run into. She took in his navy beanie that covered wisps of chocolate hair. Despite the distance of at least 6 feet between them, Maya's breath hitched at his bright baby blue eyes, a much brighter colour than her own.

He began waving his pen in the air and pointed to his wrist. Maya looked back down;

-Take a picture.

Maya scoffed and rolled her eyes. After a moment of silence she suddenly had a question, "How did you know it was me?"

The blonde suddenly felt subconscious of herself, suddenly realizing this is the first time she has ever spoken out loud to this boy.

Josh shrugged, "Lucky guess? Soulmate intuition? Guess we'll never know."

"Right," was all Maya got out before the brunet boy began to turn around and walk away from her. "Wait!" she called out chasing him down the campus walk.

He turned around and gave her a smirk, "I thought you didn't believe in soulmates, Golden."

"I don't," Maya huffed coming to a halt right before him.

"Then you don't need me," he almost whispered. There was something sparkling in his baby blues that Maya couldn't quite place. His gaze shifted between her eyes before speaking again, "I certainly believe in them."

Maya's mouth fell open slightly unsure of what to say or do. She gave a soft smile and was about to say something but she bit her tongue. The boy had been right, if she didn't believe in soulmates, there was no sense in continuing something with him if he wanted a relationship that she didn't.

Her voice sounded weak when she finally said something, "You don't want to be friends?"

She watched him as he contemplated what she just said.

"We could never be friends."

Maya was confused but he continued before she had a chance to question him.

"We'd never be able to be just friends. Not me anyway."

Maya suddenly felt conscious of his eyes staring her up and down. It wasn't in the creepy way she was used to when walking the streets of her city, but in an almost awestruck way that had her thinking she was more beautiful than she felt. Heat rose to her cheeks. She willed the blush to go away, she couldn't let this boy get to her. She didn't believe in Soulmates. She didn't.

She gave a small smile and whispered, "Sorry I don't believe in Soulmates."

Her voice sounded so small and nothing like the Maya Hart she knew she was.

"I know," Josh replied. He gave her a show stopping smile, "Which is why we can never be friends."

Maya nodded, "Then I guess this is.. goodbye?"

"Goodbye, Golden. I'm glad I was able to meet you."

"Me too," she gave a sad smile and turned on her heel ready to head back to the Matthews' apartment.

If this was something she didn't believe in then why did it feel so wrong to walk away?

"And, Maya?" she stopped and looked back at the boy, the first time hearing her name off his lips. She liked it more than she would ever admit.

"Yes, Josh?" She hated how easy his name flowed out of her mouth.

"I'd still like to see your art sometime."

Maya nodded and smiled before turning back towards the apartment.

When Maya turned around to walk away, Josh couldn't help but stare at the way her blonde hair whirled around and bounced with every step she took. He wanted to tell her how she was beautiful. That he knew she would be. For what he saw was a girl with golden hair, and a fiery personality to match. Amidst the glow of daytime on the campus walk, he hoped one day she would believe in him, too.

He knew all he would think about for the rest of the day was how she shined in the afternoon light, and he watched as her hair trailed behind her like liquid gold.

-See you soon, Golden.

#valyork #grapes-day #cmarincic #joshaya #gmw #joshaya one shot #gmw one shot #joshaya fanfic #gmw fanfic #elle writes #joshayaff*

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screamsofashadow · 5 years

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I am Joshaya trash and all, but they aren’t my OTP. As such, I write other fics (mainly crossovers) where Maya is ooc and with other people.... y’know, because it’s FANFICTION.... and, today, someone who is a Joshaya stan took severe offense to this and commented on [ch1] of both my posted GMW crossover fics very angrily.

How hard is it, really, to just not read stories you don’t like? I do it ALL THE TIME.

Like, I’m not offended that they decided to do that (really, it just shows immaturity on the part of the comment-leaver), but it is really interesting. Especially considering how much flack I got from other Joshaya shippers on the one story I have that IS Joshaya because I wasn’t writing them as total marysues. Apparently, I can’t write it correctly, but when I write something different, that is wrong, too.

#gmw #fanfic #fanfiction #joshaya

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weasleymama · 6 years

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I Knew You Were Trouble

Chapter 8 - Secrets

“I want it to mean that the long game has come to an end and you and I finally give this thing a shot.” She told him bluntly.

He smiled, watching her for a moment with soft eyes. “Me too.”

#I knew you were trouble #joshaya #gmw #gmw fanfic

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acekoomboom · 6 years

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Okay but whY cAn'T I OpEn Ao3? IS IT OKAY? WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE POOR LITTLE BOOGER?! I need my fanfic :'(

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felicitysmoaksx · 7 years

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Hello:3 could we get some amazing Joshaya? I would die ti read from you:)

Hey Anon! I didn’t know what you wanted, so I did their first kiss! Hope you enjoy!

12:00 AM.

Maya Hart Hunter grinnedat her phone when she checked the time on her phone one more time, before sheput the device in her pocket and knocked on the door. January 3rd. Her birthday. It was her birthday, butnot just any birthday. With a few months to go in her senior year of highschool, it was her eighteenthbirthday. Meaning to Maya, it was the end of the long game and that’s why shewas at Joshua Matthews’ dorm room at midnight, knocking on his door.

Minutesticked by slowly and Maya could feel her heart pounding in her stomach, whileher eyes kept steady vigil on the door before her. Wiping her sweaty palms onher jeans, her heart gave a violent jerk when the door started to open.

Then in all his glory, therestood Joshua Gabriel Matthews. Although it had been three years since they madethe deal to play the long game, (three painfully long years) those years hadbeen good to Josh. Really good, inMaya’s opinion. In addition to getting a little taller, he filled out a bitmore, which you could tell by how large his biceps had gotten. He also had abs,which could be seen when he wore swim trunks. (Admittedly, Maya might’ve ogledthem a little too much when Boing decided to tag along for her friends beachtrip) Also, not that you could tell because it looked like he had just shaved,but he had started to grow out his facial hair to where he had a light five o’clockshadow. He was going to go for a beard, but then Maya made the comment to Rileyand Isadora, that she liked guys who had little to no facial hair. After that,any dream that Josh had of growing a beard left as quickly it came. But facialhair or no facial hair, the short blonde had to admit he looked really good.

“Gorgeous,” hisvoice brought her back to her wits. She looked up at him. He wore a cocky smirkas if he knew what she was thinking about as he leaned against the door framewith crossed arms, “What brings you to my neck of the woods?”

Maya had tostand on her tip-toes, but over his broad shoulder, she could see into hisroom. On his nightstand, sat his alarm clock reading the time: 12:03 AM.

Giving him a saucy smirk of herown, she nodded in its direction. While he looked back to see what she was gesturingto, she held out her hand in front of him. When Josh turned back to look ather, he wore a curious expression, then his gaze dropped to her hand out infront her and back up to her eyes. Maya’s smirk turned into a nervous grin asshe started to speak. Her hand had started to shake a little too.

“Hi, I’mMaya Hunter and I hope the long game is finally over because according to bothour clock’s I am officially eighteen years old.” It could’ve been any number ofthings, Maya decided. The way her words rushed out of her mouth, the way herhand shook, or even the nervous grin on her face. But whatever it was, it hadJosh’s brown eyes softening as he gently gripped her small hand in his largerone.

“I’m Josh,or as a certain gorgeous blonde likes to call me, ‘Uncle Boing.’” He said.

“You’re notmy uncle Boing.” She told him and hegrinned in return, “Even better.”

Then he pulledher forward gently, before wrapping his arms around her waist and tugging herup…to meet his lips with hers.

Since Maya was thirteen,(*Cough, Cough* five years old) she always thought about what kissing Joshwould feel like. But her fantasies couldn’t compare to actually kissing him.His mouth was even softer than she thought it would be and the way it movedagainst hers…But the sweet kiss soon turned into something more heated. Tonguessoon met each other and Maya’s hands that rested on his shoulders rose to tugon his short hair.

Suddenly,they were in his room with the door shut. Maya on his bed, under him as they continuedto kiss. Josh pulled away though when her hands started to slip under his shirtand push it up.

“…wait…wait…wait…”His voice was breathless. Maya shook head. She too was having troublebreathing. “No more waiting…waited longenough.”

She reachedup to tug him back down to her, but he ducked away from her hands and continuedto stare at her instead. He grinned softly at her.

“Or howabout I like my deal better,” she groaned at those words that left his mouthagain. Because the last time those words left his mouth, they ended up waitingthree years for this moment.

“Boyfriendand girlfriend now,” she said with a slight pout and to her surprise he nodded.

“Yes,” hesaid and her heart leapt out of her chest, but then he continued.

“ButGorgeous, I want everything with you. Iwant all the coupley things with you. I want to take you out on dates, Iwant to give you my jacket when it’s cold outside. I want to take dorky selfieswith you. I want to take care of you when you’re sick. I even want Shawn threateningme to take care of you and I want to have those stupid little fights that don’tmatter. I want everything. Then we can take our relationship to thenext level. So I’m not saying no, I’m just saying not right now.” To sealhis sweet sentiment, he pressed his lips to her hand.

“That’s you deal?”

“That’s mydeal.” He told her with a nuzzle to her hand that was on her face.

“Someday?”He asked.

“Someday,”She repeated back to him. Then returned the grin he flashed her. He got up andtugged her with him.

“Now, comeon. I want to walk my girlfriend home. It’s her eighteenth birthday, you know”

Maya couldn’t keep the smile off her face for the rest of the night and all day, the next day.

#my drabbles #girl meets world #Joshaya #Maya Hart #Josh Matthews #girl meets world fanfic #gmw #girl meets world ff #Anonymous

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aznmissy · 7 years

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What do you guys think about a one shot series about Girl Meets World focusing around songs??

I’m pretty obsessed with Ed Sheeran, Shawn Mendes and Alessia Cara’s ‘Stay’ right now.

Yes? No?

Please, let me know!

#girl meets world #rucas fanfic #lucas friar #riley mattews #possible joshaya #smakle #farkle minkus

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fanficsbykay · 4 years

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Girl Meets Senior Year | Ch. 2

Summary: Three years have passed since Lucas and Riley fought on the first day of High School. The two never spoke again until one fateful night, the night Lucas saved Riley. Now he must save her from herself and not fall for her in the process. Rucas AU Centric. Joshaya x Smarkle x ZayxOC

Word Count: 1,968

Trigger Warning: Sexual Abuse

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Chapter 2 Girl Meets Shattered

3 Years Later

"I believe that two people are connected at the heart, and it doesn't matter what you do, or who you are or where you live; there are no boundaries or barriers if two people are destined to be together" - Julia Roberts

Riley sat at the counter of her Mother's café and scribbled feverously in her notebook.

"Cake?"

Riley looked up and saw Zay standing in front of her with a slice of chocolate cake. Zay grinned and placed the small dish in front of her notebook. She smiled softly and stuck her finger in the chocolate mousse. Riley brought her finger to her lips and moaned at the taste of the sugar.

"Zay you are awesome! I am glad my Mom gave you this job" Riley commented as Zay passed her a small silver fork.

Zay had scored a job at Topanga's a year ago as a Waiter and it has helped him keep everything on track. Riley wasn't surprised that Zay was good at his job, he loves the people and they love him. Between serving the guest and snacking, he made everyone feel important. He was no longer Robin Lunch; he was Zay Best Waiter Ever.

"Well it does help that you are one of my best friends," Zay said as he took a bite of her cake.

"Zay!" Riley scolded with a laugh.

"Quality assurance" Zay mumbled with his mouth full.

"And?" Riley said as he took another bite.

"It's ok" He joked and Riley let out a laugh.

"Zay Man!" Riley turned around to see Maya walking with a messenger bag.

"No love for me Peaches," Riley said, taking a bite of her cake.

"Well that depends on you Honey, did you finish the next chapter?" Maya asked.

Riley smiled triumphantly and pulled out her iPad and notebook. Maya grinned and snatched the two out of her hands.

"Riles! You've been holding out on me! Now I can draw Violet and Peaches, I've been lacking some great art time" Maya cooed and flipped through the pages.

"I still can't believe you two are creating a graphic novel," Zay said as he took the last bite of cake and grabbed the plate.

Riley tilted her head in disbelief of Zay eating her snack and let out a chuckle. Yet he was right who knew that Riley Matthews could write so well. It was well known Maya had amazing artistic abilities, but one day Farkle and Maya read a short story that Riley wrote. They couldn't believe that Riley had a way to convey her emotions onto paper.

So junior year Riley and Maya began writing a series called Violet and Peaches. The series was about two best friends that fought crimes and had the ability to turn into cats. It was a silly idea, but anything could be possible in their world.

Their little crew actually would have weekly meet-ups and read the adventures and discuss what they believe should happen next. Maya would sketch the new ideas and Riley would write it all down. Farkle has even suggested that they submit it to publishing companies to get offers. However, Riley declines every time while Maya boasts about being the next great graphic designer.

"Believe it, Zay!" Maya said and stopped at a page.

"Riles this is it, this is Violet and Peaches next adventure, I love it," Maya said and a bright smile graced her face,

"Thanks," Riley said and shrugged.

"No drawing Maya we have to head to the Homecoming Game!" Zay said as Maya pulled out her sketchbook.

"Do we have to?" Maya whined and frowned.

"Of course Riley here is our homecoming queen nominee," Zay said and threw his apron onto the countertop.

"Zay you have to lock up," Topanga said as she came from behind.

"But Mrs. M, the game, Riley, Cheerleaders!" Zay rambled and widened his eyes.

"Mom, I got it," Riley said and walked behind the counter.

"Riley aren't you supposed to be at the game to walk across and everything?" Topanga asked.

"I'll be a few minutes late it's fine, really besides, we are closing in twenty minutes, guys go have fun, it gives me private Riley writing time," Riley said and placed her hands under her chin.

"Riles, you sure?" Maya asked as she stood from her seat.

"Totally fine Peaches!" Riley said and grinned.

"Zay!"

Riley's grin faltered from her face when she heard the familiar voice. A voice that she didn't hear often, yet it still sent waves throughout her body. She looked down at the grain of the counter before she felt his presence nearby. He didn't acknowledge her or greet her, but he did glance at her.

"Lucas dude what are you doing here?" Zay asked as Maya glanced between Riley and Lucas.

"Dude you said we were meeting up at four-thirty, it's almost five" Lucas laughed as Zay patted his arm.

"Sorry late shift today, but come on we are all going to the game now," Zay said as Maya grabbed Riley's hand.

"Coming Maya?" Lucas asked as he turned to the Blonde.

"Yeah, Huckleberry" Maya retorted before giving Riley a squeeze.

The three began walking towards the door as Topanga followed slowly behind them. In a silent walk towards the subway, the three of them did not say anything. It could have been the awkward tension or the fact that Riley's mother was a few feet behind them.

"What the Princess isn't joining?" Lucas asked and rolled his eyes.

"Lucas!" Maya scolded and pinched his arm.

Maya didn't want Lucas bashing Riley especially in front of her own mother. Lucas wasn't surprised at Maya's actions; however, he was surprised at her using his name. He didn't make it easy for his friends to spend time with him whenever Riley tagged along.

Somehow he would end up canceling or make Riley feel uncomfortable that she would leave. It was like a switch came on inside of him that made him have to hurt her feelings. Maya had every right to be protective, but he just could not help himself.

"Sorry, Maya I guess I forget you have to protect the Princess" Lucas said and let out a chuckle.

Maya rolled her eyes and shoved him into Zay which made them fall on the ground. Topanga came over and Maya pulled her away from the two boys. Zay jostled Lucas off of him and stood up.

"Why Lucas? Why do you have to be an ass about Riley?" Zay demanded.

"She makes it easy Zay," Lucas said and stood up from the ground. He wiped his jeans and shook his head in anger. Lucas clenched his jaw and made fists before releasing them.

"Cut it out, at least for tonight! It is our last homecoming game and I want to enjoy it with all my best friends" Zay begged and clasped his hands together.

"Whatever let's just catch up to Maya so we can't sit with Smackle and Farkle," Lucas said as he pointed to the subway.

"Crap I left my wallet back at Topanga's, I think Riles is still there" Zay commented and smacked his pants.

"Look I got it don't worry, I won't say anything mean to the Princess," Lucas said and rolled his eyes.

Zay bit back his words and just held up his hands to allow Lucas to go to the café. At least in his mind, the two had to say something to one another. Lucas handed Zay his MetroCard before walking back to Topanga's. He had no idea what he was going to say to Riley and he hoped he didn't have to. He walked down a flight of stairs to see the door closed and the lights were off inside of Topanga's.

Lucas was surprised to see the lights were all off at Topanga's and placed his hands on the glass. He peered into the darkness to see nothing but an empty café. He pulled the door to see that it was unlocked and felt uneasy about what was going on. Despite not speaking to Riley, he knew she wasn't irresponsible to leave the place unlocked.

"Um hello?" Lucas called out as he walked into the dark café. The bell rang over his head and he reached to his left to find the light switch when he saw something from the corner of his eye. Lucas fell back into the glass door with a heavy shove shattering the glass. He groaned and noticed that the person was dressed in all black and was running up the stairs.

Adrenaline began to build up in him and he scrambled onto his feet. He scurried inside and began looking for Riley.

"Ri- Ril - Riley?!" His voice shook with vulnerability and he was surprised he even got her name out. Chairs were strewn haphazardly on the floor and the café counter was bare except for a rag. Lucas heard a whimper and knew where she was. He slid to his knees and saw Riley lying face down behind the bar. Her hair was spread out around her and her skirt hiked up.

"Riley?" Lucas cried and picked her head up as she cried again.

"Lucas?" She questioned as tried sitting up.

"Riley, please stay still I have to call the cops" Lucas begged as he searched for his phone in his pocket. His fingers trembled as he dialed the police and his voice cracked. After reading off the numbers to the police and hanging up he looked down at Riley who was curled in a fetal position.

He studied her as he noticed her underwear further away from the two and he froze. That was a question he didn't want to be answered right now. All that he knew was that she needed him and the three years of anger melted away. She pulled down her skirt and tried sitting up which made Lucas move away.

"No Lucas please, don't leave me" She cried and held him tightly.

"Please I know you don't like me, but don't leave me alone, please Lucas, please"

He held her tightly as she broke down within his arms.

"Don't worry Riley I got you, no one will hurt, no one" He whispered.

He held her for about five minutes before the cops arrived. Before he knew it Riley was on a stretcher and cops were asking him about twenty questions at once. Yet it didn't matter because he just stared at Riley as she was strapped in and crying.

"Son?" The Officer asked.

"I … I … didn't see him sir, but I know he was heavier and taller than I" Lucas croaked.

The Officer noticed Lucas's gaze and patted him on the back. He comprehended that Lucas was not going to be helpful until he knew that Riley was going to be alright.

"Lucas?" Riley cried and Lucas walked over. She grabbed his hand and began to cry as the paramedic placed an IV in her arm.

"I'm right here Riley," Lucas said as she squeezed his hand.

"Young man, only family can ride with her, you can meet us at Mount Sinai," The Paramedic said as Riley gripped his hand tighter.

"Please" Lucas begged as the stretcher moved away from him and Riley thrashed crying for Lucas.

Lucas stood dumbfounded and watched Riley begged for him. Thumps filled his ears and he realized his own heart was racing for her. He was scared for her and he did not know what to do.

"Son?" The Officer said and Lucas turned to him. The Officer handed Lucas's what he could only figure was Riley's bag and some papers.

"Go to her," The Officer said as Lucas without a second thought ran out of Topanga's.

#rucas fanfiction #Rucas #rucas fanfic #riley matthews #lucas friar #riley x lucas #joshaya #smarkle #gmw fanfic #GMW #girl meets world #girl meets world fanfiction

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