Its nearly Christmas and as you gaze out your window you notice the light snow drifting down. You decide to make some hot chocolate to warm up. The day is beginning so you quickly finish your hot chocolate, and get ready. You head out the door to find that the once light snow has turned into a blizzard. "Great way to start my day.." You roll your eyes and head to your car. Its not much of a car, being so run-down from previous uses, but it works. You start the engine and head to work. You got pretty lucky with your job as a professional on-set makeup artist. You work with celebrities almost everyday, but most aren't as pleasant as they seem on television. You have a few hours until you're needed on-set, so you decide to go out and get breakfast first. You pass about a dozen IHops, but you get breakfast there almost every day. Then you suddenly remember a small diner you pass everyday on your way to work. "Perfect." You think, and you head there.
The snow is falling by the pound when you finally reach the diner. And you quickly rush inside and find a seat. A yound blonde woman walks over to you; not what you would expect from a place like this. "What would you like?" She asks kindly. "Ill just take the chocolate chip pancakes and a side of bacon, please." You say. And you realize how childish you must've sounded ordering that. "And a coffee." You say hoping to show your maturity. After only a few minutes she returns with your plate of food, and coffee. You realize that you're starving and you dig right in. The young blonde woman comes back, " There's a man here who has offered to pay for you're meal," she says almost lost in a daze. "Me?" You think. You can't possibly imagine someone doing that. Nobody is ever that kind to you. "Really?," you say, "That's so kind, but I don't know, I think I can handle it." The woman nods and walks off, only to return seconds later. "Sorry ma'am, but he insists! And he wants to meet you!" You hesitate for a second, " Uhh sure. Yeah ill meet him."
The man walks over, seeming to be not much older than yourself. He has brown hair, and beautiful eyes. He's wearing a red hat and white T-shirt and is carrying a sweatshirt. He sits down in front of you and introduces himself, "Hi, I'm Josh Hutcherson," he says with a smile. Of course you know who he is! You should be used to seeing famous people but you blush a bright shade of pink anyway. "Hi, I'm (y/n)," you say shyly. You can't help but staring into his eyes. "I noticed a beautiful woman sitting over here and I felt bad. You have to let me pay for your meal," he says kindly. "Its fine! Really!" You say with an embarrassed smile. "I can cover it! Here," he says and hands the young woman, obviously blown away herself, his credit card. "You didn't have to do that," you smile. "Maybe not, but then I wouldn't have been able to meet you."
"Well thank you," you reply. You sit there for a minute and the young woman comes back with Josh's card. You both sit and talk for awhile and exchange phone numbers. Then you realize the time. "Crap! I'm going to be late for work! I'm sorry Josh but I have to go!"
"It was great to meet you! We should do this again! Ill call you!" He says. You smile at him and head out the door.
YOU ARE READING
Josh Hutcherson Imagine
Fanfiction*Short Story* In the middle of a cold winter, a sweet man offers to buy you breakfast. When you finally accept, you exchange numbers and start to date.Through the good and the bad, Josh stays by your side. Could you have found 'the one'?