Anything But Ordinary ☯ Josh Hutcherson [unedited]

Chapter 19

Liz's POV

The whole making Josh jealous thing that Nick planned was getting tiresome; and we had only been at it for like half an hour.

Instead of being angry at Josh for being with the girl, Laura, I think that's her name... anyways, at this point I just feel sorry for him. Why? The girl is dumb, like Homer Simpson dumb...actually, worse, because she talks like this:

'Oh my God, are you like serious right now? Do you not have like mineral water? I can't drink like the lake stuff, it's like dirty and I bet there's like a bazillion calories on it, like you know what I mean?'

It was so annoying! And how on earth can water have calories if you didn't put any type of sweetener in it? I just wanted to punch her so hard she'd go unconscious....or maybe just hard enough to fix that stupid brain of hers.

As for Josh... there was nothing for me to do. He was miserable enough trying to deal with Laura. I felt bad trying to poke the wound with a stick (metaphorically speaking).

But... he brought it on himself.

No one ever said I was dating Nick; he just assumed I was...

Which was really stupid if you ask me. Because, and correct me if I'm wrong, I've been here with him since we started filming, not Nick or anyone at all, just him. He worked his butt off to gain my trust until he actually did it. Then he went and told my secret, but at this point I understand, that he just wanted to help. I NEEDED help, even if I had been trying to avoid it for all this time.

I guess after all the stuff that happened, I didn't want to add -mentally unstable- to the list of insults my father could call me. But now I know... now I know I can get better. Now I know that the nightmares can be less frequent and that the panic attacks can ease with time.

And all this, thanks to Josh.

I looked at my side at Josh and found him watching me carefully, as if he had been trying to figure out why I had been so quiet for the past couple of minutes, trying to figure out what was going on in my mind. Instead of looking away and start talking to Nick like I had been doing previously I just gave him a smile followed by a shrug, letting him know it was just stuff and nothing to worry about.

To this he responded with a smile and a shrug, mimicking me but with a lunatic expression on his face and I couldn't help the loud giggle that rose from my throat. Feeling accomplished he grinned and looked down at his hands, thoughtful and then he looked up at me. I gave him a questioning look but he just sighed, a tired sound from deep inside of him.

He was tired of this, of the stupid little game. Tired of Laura and her non-stop stupid talk, and tired of Nick's arm being around my shoulder or my waist. He was sick of everything that was keeping us from finally talking about all this crap that happened accidentally. He just wanted to ask me how the things with the therapist were doing, and how were things with my dad. But most of all he wanted to apologize for both telling my secret which I trusted him with and for doubting me when he saw Nick.

Maybe he even wanted to kiss me. One of those soft, heart melting, gut wrenching, heart racing, breathtaking kisses only he has been able to give me.

I missed those.

I missed his smile.

I missed his laugh every time I pouted, because he thought it was the most adorable thing in the world (go figure).

And I missed his beautiful hazel eyes, that looked at me with so much tenderness that it made me feel like crying at how sweet it was.

"I gotta go" I said quickly as I stood up. I didn't even get a chance to get in the pool but being here gave me this feeling like I would blow up or something.