I Want You All To Myself

Six

Josh's POV 

"You. Fucking. Idiot." I glared at Matt angrily and he stared back with an expression of pure innocence on his face. "What did you DO?" 

"I uh..." He looked down, smiling like a retard. "I tried to follow you, but uh, I got lost and..."  

"Yes?" Come on, just get over with it. 

"Well, I ended up in a crowded spot and-" 

"This whole place is crowded, Matthew."  

"AND..." He looked annoyed now. Excuse me, but he'd just scared the fuck out of me by vanishing like that so I had the right to fucking interrupt him. "Someone pushed me and I fell," he continued. "On my hand." 

I felt like slapping my forehead, but instead I just stared at him in disbelief. "How helpless can you GET? I seriously can't leave you alone for five minutes without having to worry about you getting killed?" 

He looked down at his bandaged hand guiltily. We were under one of the medical tents now, where Hayley had thankfully guessed Matt was. I supposed he'd headed there after the accident to get his probably painful hand checked out. 

Oh my fucking god, I still couldn't believe this. What a dumbass. 

"Look, I'm sorry, ok?" He raised his hands helplessly, seeming undecided as to what to say next. "I mean... It's not my fault you left without any kind of warning! You could've at least told me to stay there if that's what you wanted." Oh, so this was MY fault now? 

"Well, maybe if you'd taken a second to think about it you would've figured it out by yourself!"  

"Josh, I think he's right." We both turned sharply towards the voice who had spoken. Hayley was looking at me with that apologetic smile of hers, and even though I was annoyed at the fact that she was taking Matt's side, I couldn't help but feel calmer all of a sudden.  

I sighed in defeat. I didn't feel like arguing anymore. "Whatever. But be more careful next time!" I added, pointing a menacing finger at Matt's face.  

He nodded quickly and muttered, "Whatever." And that pretty much ended there. 

We spent the next couple hours just enjoying the show, the warm weather and some more of those heavenly hotdogs-which Hayley devoured like a pig before flashing a smile that made us all break down in hysterics. She and Matt got to know each other a little more, and strangely enough I always caught them talking about me when they thought I wasn't listening.  

And then Matt decided that his hand was causing him too much pain and it was better if he went to the hospital soon, so he called him mom-who didn't take it lightly in the LEAST, which I thought was pretty hilarious but according to Matt it wasn't-and he left. Leaving me and Hayley alone. With a few thousand people. But still. 

I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do. My thoughts were all just a big messy knot now, and I could feel panic creeping in. Hayley. Me. Hayley. Alone. This had been so much easier when Matt had been there. I had to say something. We had stopped walking for some reason, and now she was staring at the ground awkwardly, throwing me nervous glances. Uhhhh...  

"Hey, you wanna come over tonight?" What? Had I just said that? Well, either that or the Invisible Man had the same voice as me. 

Hayley looked up in surprise and smiled. "Sure! But..." She rubbed her cheek thoughtfully, her eyes sliding toward the ground again. Oh, no. "I can't. We have to leave in, uh, in the morning." 

"Well you can spend the night and I can drive you back tomorrow morning!" Man, wasn't I a genius? 

"Josh, I..." Why did she hesitate? Didn't she want to? Did she hate me? Oh fuck, what if she hated me? What if she was still angry at me for bailing out on her three years ago? What if she thought I was an asshole? What if she felt guilty about talking to her ex-boyfriend? What if... What if... "Ok, fine," she said suddenly. "But I wanna be back here by tomorrow morning." And she smiled the most beautiful smile in the universe.