The Way You Smiled Kinda Hurt

[2] Hospital Run

•Rebecca•
How dare him? "Josh give me my phone you.." I mumble some things under my breathe and he scoffs. My dad and his boss came over for work... again. And every time he brings Josh. So he bugs me all day. Emphasize on all.

"Why should I, huh?" He questions. "Josh please, I need it to text Jess. If I don't respond is probably, oh, 5 minutes, she's going to call, aka murder me!" I yell. "Oh look, little 'sassy' is begging." "Yeah douchebag I am begging!"

"Please please give me my phone!!" I plead. A smirk forms on his face... Fuck.

"On one condition.." His smirk grows from his words. "If you go into your dad's office and say - his voice gets all prissy - "OOO I loooooove Josh." I slap my hand against my forehead in disappointment. He chuckles and shoves me toward my dad's office.

I give him a glare b fore I step into my office with my father and Josh's dad. I makes voice prissy "OOO I hate Josh" I laugh at myself and I turn around to a very mad Josh. "Someone doesn't get there phone.." My eyes widen. I jump up onto his hard chest trying to grab my phone.

"Come on please!!" I plead. I finally grab it and I run. He turns and runs after me I throw it and run outside into the rain. I look for somewhere to hide. And I find a tree and run behind it, soaking wet. I try not laugh, then he grabs behind me and pulls me around the tree and throws me over his shoulder like a pillow. "OOFFF" I yell. "Ow douchebag!"

He chuckles and which causes me to bounce up. He tries to carry me inside but I squeeze out of his grip. Once I'm able to, I drop and run. At this point I feel like I'm about to die from lose of breath. I feel fingers touch my sides and I run faster.

I turn to look back at him, and I turn back around and I then all I see is dark..

In the hospital •

I wake up with bright lights in my face, then my vision comes to clear. "HONEY!" My dad yells, tightening his grip of the rim of the bed. "My head.. What happened?" I mutter. Josh runs into the room, and stops dead in his tracks when he sees me. Then I wave like a retard. "Hello.." I speak.

But he doesn't make a sound. Then he starts making his way towards me. He asks my father quietly if he can look over me and my dad agrees. Once I see Josh look into my eyes it's like I felt something tingle.

It felt like he was turning into something... sweet. But then it all stops when he looks away. "Are you ok sweetheart?" He teases. I wave my hand dismissively, gesturing I'm fine. But I knew he knew I wasn't...

Two weeks later •

Well I ended up needing stitches on my head, but now I'm back on my feet. I feel a vibration on the couch and see my phone ringing, it's Josh. Ever sense I got hurt, he called everyday. I answer "Hey Josh, I'm fine." "Hey! So I didn't just call to see if you were ok.." I hear. "Well then why did you call" I ask leaning on the arm of the couch.

"Well, I was just wondering if.. You want to go get some food later?" He asks. I can hear the nervousness in his voice, and I laugh. "Tough boy getting soft?" "Pfffffft yeah right." He mutters.

"What time dork?" I ask. "3:45 AM" he answers. "K, see you there." I say, hanging up. I set my phone down and look up at the clock, "2:57" it reads.

I get off the couch and head upstairs to get ready. Once I get there I change into some skinny jeans and a loose Hollister shirt. I put my hair into a messy bun and I head to the bathroom to do makeup.

I keep it to a natural look with maroon lips. Then I grab my purse and walk downstairs to the door. "BYE DAD" I yell before I slam the door behind me. As I get in my car, I realized he forgot to tell me where we're going. I call and he says the club downtown.

I've been to a club once but I drank so much i forgot that night sooooo...

Once i reach the club, I walk to front, waiting for Josh. Once I spot him he walks me in. As soon as we get in, music blasts off the walls, and he guides me threw the crowd to the bar.

"What do you want?" He yells over the music. "Umm.." I yell. "Blue Ice Martini" I yell over, he orders the drink and I start sipping on the salted rim. "Wanna dance?" He yells. "I don't dance," I answer. "I'll probably break something" he just laughs and grabs my hand and leads me to the dance floor.

An hour later •

                             •Josh•
"Get down!" I yell at Rebecca, as she swings around in the tables totally drunk. Sense she doesn't get down, I throw her over my shoulder, which she still dances. Then once I get her to the car, I buckle her in like a 6 year old.

Then I walk to the other side of the car and make my way for her house to drop her off.

Once I get there I take her in and she can't take care of herself. "Is that a drink holder?" She asks pointing at a knife stepping towards it. "Woah, hell no!" I grab her and take her to her room, and tell her to get into pjs. Once she grabs the clothes I turn away,

Once she gets dressed she flops onto my back. "Shit!" I yell. "Ok let's go" I try to put her on her bed but she doesn't want to, which I try to again but it doesn't work. So I take her to the sofa downstairs and I flop onto it with her on me, basically asleep.

I pull the blanket over us and say "Good night princess.."