A Bit Too CRAZY (Josh Hutchereson FanFic)

Chapter 36

Chapter Thirty-Six

Josh and I pack up our stuff, and start heading to Josh’s car. Josh drives slowly to my house, and when we get there it’s dark. Josh walks me up to my door, but I don’t open it yet. “Can we be together tonight?” I ask him, because I don’t feel like not seeing him for twelve hours after he proposed.

         “Sure,” Josh responds. I open the door and let Josh in first. I then close the door behind me. Josh pulls me in by the waist and kisses me suddenly. I wrap my arms around his neck. “So…” Josh says when he pulls back. He doesn’t continue, he just decides to kiss me again, then again and again, yet again, and we kiss each other for a long time in different places…

I wake up in Josh’s arms, my head on his bare chest. Curl up more and he holds me more. He turns, so he faces me. Josh’s hand slides against my bare right stomach. I open my eyes, and he does too. I look in his hazel-brownie eyes.

         “Hey,” he says softly, tiredly.

         “Hi.”

         There’s a short silence, and I watch Josh scratch his neck, and then holds me again. I feel Josh kiss me a couple of times on the side of my neck that was touching his arm. “Josh…” I say in a quiet voice. He stops and looks at me with a smile.

         “You’re great,” he says.

         “You too.” We chuckle for a couple seconds.

         “Where’s your bathroom?”

         “Around the corner, first door on the left.” Josh gets on his underwear and leaves my room. I get on an undershirt, a T-Shirt, and some jeans and wait for Josh to get back. After around fifteen minutes, he comes back and I take a short shower too. I get in the jeans and shirt again and walk back to my room. I find Josh sitting on the edge of my bed. I just stand in the doorway. We glance at each other a couple times, and then suddenly burst out laughing.

         Once we stop, I say, “Fug. What time is it?”

         “Like ten, why?” Josh says.

         “I gotta go to the studio.” Josh comes over, and wraps his arms around my stomach.

         “Stay…” Josh says, resting his chin on my shoulder.

         “Why?”

         “Because I want to be with you all day.”

         “Then come with me.”

         “But I just want to talk to you and relax and stuff.”

         “We can talk while I’m at the studio. Besides, last week you wanted to hear me sing.”

         “Fine.” Josh takes my hand and we walk downstairs and out my house together. We take Josh’s car there, and walk in the building, still holding hands. The elevator lifts us up to my floor, and when it gets there and the doors open, Rich comes running over and grabs my wrist. He pulls me into his office and turns his laptop so it faces me. I look at it, it’s the statistics for my album.

         “What?” I ask.

         “Look!” he says.

         “What about it though?”

         “ALMOST A MILLION PEOPLE HAVE PURCHASED AT LEAST ONE SONG FROM YOUR ALBUM, SCARLETT.”

         I hear Josh whistle behind me, and I turn around with crossed arms. “You had something to do with this, didn’t you?”