b e l l s - a johnny knoxville love story

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when we get back to the hotel we all pile out of the vans.
"okay guys tomorrow will be one of our last shooting days and it's a long one with human bowling!" jeff says as we go in. everyone nods in agreement and start to go to their own room.
"alright you. time to nap!" johnny says, grabbing me and throwing me over his shoulder.
"knoxville!" i squeal surprised.
"you guys are gross," chris says as we all walk down the hall. johnny insists on carrying me to the room and then dropping me on the bed.
"why thank you," i giggle, flopping onto my back.
"how's your head?" he asks, going to the bathroom.
"better," i say. he comes back in with our little first aid kit.
"sit up babe. lemme change that," he says. i pull myself up as he sits next to me.  he pulls out the alcohol wipes and gently peels the plaster off my head. "you're not bleeding anymore."
"well that's good," i smile gently. he starts to clean it and i wince in pain, squeezing my hand shut on his thigh.
"i'm sorry honey," he says softly.
"it's okay," i say, he finishes cleaning it and keeps it closed with some steri strips across the cut.
"done," he says.
"thank you," i say, letting go of him.
"wanna nap?" he asks. i nod as he pushes himself back to the top of the bed. i go to the bathroom and wash my face of makeup before getting into bed next to him. i lean my head on his chest and run my finger over his wrist tattoo.
"bells?" he asks.
"yeah?" i whisper.
"you know i really like you," he says.
"i like you too," i say back.
"no like - are you still wearing my hoodie?" he asks.
"oh yeah i'm freezing. you want it back?" i ask.
"no it's fine. it looks good on you," he smiles.
"looks better off you," i say.
"oh wanna get me naked?" he laughs.
"oh shut up," i laugh.
"you didn't deny it," he says as our laughter quiets down.
"no i didn't," i whisper. i close my eyes and start to sleep, feeling pjs breath slow down and get more consistent.
when i wake up it's like 3am, i go to the bathroom and sit down on the floor at the end of the bed. i don't wanna wake PJ but i'm bored and can't sleep - so i put some tv on quiet and put the subtitles on. i wrap myself in a blanket and watch some cartoons. after a two hours i'm half asleep watching cartoons.
"bells?" i hear johnny whisper from behind me.
"pj hey!" i whisper, turning around.
"what are you doing?" he asks, gently.
"watching tv," i quietly respond.
"why are you on the floor?" he asks.
"oh i couldn't sleep but didn't want to wake you up," i say.
"get back in bed stupid," he says, sitting up against the bed.
"did i wake you?" i ask gently, standing up.
"no. i needed a drink," he says, taking the one from the bedside table.
"okay," i say, getting into bed again.
"what show is this?" he asks.
"uh totally spies, are you kidding me?!" i say surprised, laying against his chest.
"i'm not a child," he laughs.
"pj - everyone knows totally spies. you're stupid," i laugh gently.
"oh shush you," he says, stroking my hair. we watched tv a little longer before i fall back to sleep. i can't help it he's so comfy and warm.
"bells wake up," i hear johnny say and wake me.
"ugh no," i complain, pushing my head into his chest.
"we're filming today and i know you wanna wake up and get ready," johnny says.
"ugh why do you have to be right," i complain, squeezing my eyes shut.
"i'm always right," he smirks. i roll my eyes at him and go to get up. "can i pick what you wear?"
"yeah sure," i say. i go over to my room while johnny gets changed. i turn my ipod on on the speaker and play some quiet music while i take a shower. when i come out johnnys laying on my bed.
"damn could've knocked," i laugh, sitting in front of the mirror.
"i know you don't care," he laughs. 
"i could," i say.
"oh shush you. get ready," he says standing and going to my closet. "it's gonna be warm today."
"pick me something good then. i don't wanna be sweaty," i say, starting my makeup.
"okay okay," he says rummaging through my closet. after about 10 minutes he turns around with some black booty shorts, my red converse, a red crop top and hands me his red flannel.
"oh i see you colour coordination," i smile taking them from him.
"yes. todays theme is red," he says talking in a french accent.
"that was horrible," i laugh. after about 20 minutes i'm ready so we go down to the lobby where jeff is waiting with preston, weeman, dave and ehren.
"hey you two. we're just waiting on bam, ryan, pontius and O," jeff explains. we nod and go to sit, johnny pulling me onto his knee.
"i like your hair today," he says, gently pulling on one of my braids. it's a pretty simple hairdo of two dutch braids down the back of my head with some baby hairs pulled out.
"thanks," i say, messing his hair up.
"wow. that was rude," he says, fake mad.
"oh no. whatever can i do to fix this?" i ask with a laugh.
"ugh if you two are gonna flirt can you not do it in front of all the singles," ehren complains, resting his chin on his hand.
"no," i say, slapping his arm from under his head so head falls forward. the boys laugh at him as he weight pulls him to the ground.
"he's not wrong. y'all are gross," bam laughs.
"damn y'all are just jealous," johnny smirks.
"not jealous. i think it's rude that you hopped on bella first," chris says, "i'm way manlier and cooler." he brags posing like gaston from beauty and the beast.
"oh yes. so sexy," i say flatly.
"i think you're sexy pontius," steve-o laughs.
"thanks O," he laughs. 
"okay is everyone ready?" jeff says, coming down with the rest of the boys. we all agree.
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chapter twenty
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total word count : 22, 061

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