The Reunion ~ A Herophine Fanfiction

Josephine 8

I pause unsure what to do. Do I let Hero in and see what he has to say? Or do I stay on this side of the door and not open it and let him walk away?
I sneak a look through the spy hole again. He's only knocked once but he has a sad look on his face like he's lost a long hard battle. No doubt he knows I can see him too. I watch him leave and walk away.
Slowly I open to door to see that actually Hero hasn't walked very far probably about 2 or 3 steps. "Hero?" I ask quietly but firmly. He turns round but keeps his eyes on the floor like he's scared to look at me. I know he's going to be down in himself if I don't do anything or we don't talk. "Hi!" Hero finally speaks. "Do you want to come in?" I ask him because we really need to have a serious talk and what better time to do it then when no one is around. He shuffles forward before saying "Okay yeah sure" like he's trying to clarify if he actually wants to come in. Hero follow me in and closes the door behind him. I hurry to the bathroom because I feel sick and I don't know why. It's probably just because me and Hero are about to have a conversation which is clearly overdue for us both.

I take deep breath trying to not throw up the food and alcohol that I've consumed over today. No doubt Hero is wondering what the fuck I'm doing shutting myself in the bathroom as soon as he came into my room. I take a couple more breaths and splash my face a little with cold water and dry my face so Hero doesn't think anything is wrong because there isn't anything wrong really. I walk out of the bathroom to see Hero sitting on the edge of my bed. He looks awkward which is weird for him. He's shy yes but he's very humble so being awkward isn't really his thing, although I don't know about him being at home but since I've known him I've never known Hero to be awkward. I take a seat next to him and neither of us say anything. It's not an uncomfortable silence, we're just silently enjoying each other's company. . "Why did you come Hero?" I ask as I turn to look at him. He's still staring at the floor and doesn't look up at me. When he finally does, it comes with the following answer "I wanted to apologise" he says. I feel my eyebrows raise as we look at each other. Is he serious? why didn't he do that when it happened? "I wanted to apologise for what happened with the pool. I shouldn't have thrown you in. Hell I shouldn't even have picked you up because I didn't even know if you wanted to go in anyway!" Hero continues his apology speech, his eyes not leaving mine.

"Then why did you?" I ask more forcefully then I wanted too. Hero seems to shift a little uncomfortably like he's unsure that what he's about to say he really wants to. He glances away from me for a second to seemingly gathers his thoughts. "I don't know at the time I thought it would be funny." He says and I don't respond. I just listen and allow him to say what he needs to say. "Because I'd been doing it with all the boys and I thought maybe that if you went in everyone else would follow" What the fuck? This isn't fucking follow the leader and become the joker. "So no other reason other then I become the leader and you thought it would be funny?" I ask suspiciously tipping my head to one side so he's knows I'm being deadly serious. If I'm going to get to the bottom of whether Hero is feeling what I'm feeling for him, then this would be a good time to confess for him. If he doesn't like me that way, I can get over that and we can continue being good friends and get on with our lives like we have been doing since filming together. Instead of answering me, Hero reaches his hand towards my face, I'm shocked and lean back a little. What is he doing? His hand pauses by my cheek but he doesn't retract it. I lean back towards him and tell myself to relax and that it's only Hero. He reaches up and tucks the strand piece of my hair that has being annoying me since it fell across my face and I didn't have the heart to move it, behind my ear gently. His fingers brush my temple and my earlobe as he moves his hand to hold my cheek. Hero's long fingers tuck under my jaw, over my ear and under my eye, they are soft and I didn't realise how much I'd missed him tucking my hair back and caressing my cheek whilst filming as Hessa. I lean my head into his hand and I glance up at him and into his striking green eyes that are looking at me.

"I'm sorry Jo!" Are the words that fall from Hero's mouth. I don't say anything, but I tear my eyes from looking into his and look down to follow my hand finding his own on his lap and lacing my fingers through his. I look back up and smile at him. It's possibly been the most genuine smile I'm produced since being here. It's a happy smile. A really happy one. Hero's expressions changes slightly when his eyes catch my smile. Amazement cross his face a long with adoration for me and what I think might be love of some kind. "I know Hero" I say calmly. My eyes haven't left his and although they might be intense it's the only thing keeping me happy. I squeeze his hand carefully and reach up with my free hand to move a little flick of his hair from just above his eyebrow and back into his styled nest on top of his head. The words that come out of Hero's mouth next, is something that I thought I'd be ready for. But in reality I don't think I was ever really going to be ready no matter the situation they came in. "I like you Jo!" Hero is quiet. Oh. I feel my face become a little frown of confusion. His subconscious decided to join my mine in the plan to say how he felt about me in this moment. It seems as though my confused look gave Hero the impression that he needed to clarify what he meant because he continues with "Like I really like you. I want to be with you". He wants to be with me? I can't ignore the warmth growing inside me at his words and the sort of relief I feel as search his face for a sign that he's lying. He's not.

This is it. If my mouth and brain fail on me now I've ruined this for both of us. "I-I-" I stutter for a second trying to collect what I want to say to this guy who just declared his feeling for me after 3 years of knowing me and filming movies with me. "I like you too Hero" I say because it's the only think I need to say and that he needs to here. Hero looks shocked at my statement, like he wasn't expecting it and he was expecting rejection after I struggled with my words. I giggle a little at his expression and elbow him playfully in the arm. "Come on Hero we both know how we feel about each other". He seems to relax at my words and agree with me without actually speaking words. Hero captures my face between his hands and I'm instantly drawn to gaze into his eyes again. "I want this. I want you Jo" he says to me. Our lips are a distance apart but that is soon closed as we move to connect our lips. It's only a light kiss, but it's one that spreads the warmth I've been feeling all around my body. I feel Hero's tongue run softly over my bottom lip, indicating he wants to deepen the kiss we both desperately wanted. I open my lips wider and his tongue slips in and connects with mine. I press harder into the kiss and he kisses me back more passionately, it's slow but it's filled with love and I'm already left wanted more when we both break apart breathless.

"I needed that" I say quietly as a few seconds with Hero's forehead leaning against mine. "Me too" he agrees in the same quiet tone. I feel his long arms wrap around my body and pull me to his chest. I feel myself surrender and relax under his touch and settle into his chest perfectly. Hero rests his chin on top of my head and shifts a little in an attempt to get comfy with me. Suddenly I feel myself falling backwards and to the side on top of Hero as his arms are pulling me with him. I giggle and laugh into his chest as we lay on the bed at having fallen backwards. "Soz Jo" he says with laughter in his voice. I move my head on his chest to look up at him. "For what kissing me?" I ask jokingly and I'm very relieved when he replies with "No I meant toppling backwards". I don't feel the need to say anything, so I snuggle back in Hero's chest and reach for the tv remote I left on my pillow. "Do you want to watch the rest of our movie?" I ask him. Hero compliments the idea for a few seconds with a dimple showing smile on his face before agreeing "Okay".

We move into a more comfortable position with me laying between Hero's legs and my head leaning against his chest while he's half propped up against the headboard. I'm holding the remote in one hand and the other resting on Hero's leg. His legs are trapping my feet and keeping them warm. I can feel him playing with the strands of my hair that are not in my messy bun. The movie plays and we watch the lake scene of course, however we spend most of time just talking about funny moments from behind the scenes with the cast. We're discussing the gorgeous cabin that the prop team made for 'After We Fell' and I feel my eyes becoming heavy and know sleep is descending on me. Hero is talking but I don't quite register his words or hear them as everything goes quiet and dark. I fall into sleep. A sleep full of dreams of the 6 foot 3, brunette haired, defined jawed, green eyed, South Londoner named Hero Beauregard Faulkner Fiennes-Tiffin.