Then he pulls my arm and we get outside. The hot, sticky, humid air inside the shop flies away and for once, it's cooler outside than inside. Then Josh rushes me to his car because actual paparazzi show up.
"Josh!"
"Josh over here!"
"Josh is this your girlfriend?"
"What's your name?"
Do I answer?
I look at Josh for approval, but he's to busy trying to rush us to his car.
"Emma" I say.
"Emma what sugar?"
"Emma Hart" I reply as I get a million camera flashes at me at once.
"How old are you?"
"Where do you live?"
All of these questions coming at me.
We finally reach Josh's car. He takes me to the other side and opens the passenger door. I get in and thank him. He then goes to the other side of the car, to the drivers seat. I hear a lot of yelling from the paparazzi and see flashes from cameras. Then he gets in and drives away.
"I'm sorry." he says.
"It's okay. Just a lot of flashes and yelling and questions and....it's just a lot to take in."
"Yeah. Well if you plan on getting famous, you should get used to that."
"I guess." I laugh.
He turns the radio on and my favorite song comes on. So I look out the window and start humming. But then that turns into a very faint singing.
He turns down the radio and I look at him in confusion.
"No. Keep going! Your good!"
I smile and continue singing. Then he starts to join in.
I look at him and smile.
"I'm not very good am I?" he laughs.
"No! Your not bad. You just need a little practice." I smile.
We reach the restaurant. We go inside and order, then talk for a a while. After we finish, we go back to the car and I tell him where I live so he can drive me home. Once we get to my house, he walks me in.
"Thanks" I tell him. "For everything." I smile.
"No problem." he says.
"Listen, I know I put you through a lot today. And your a really nice girl. I just wish that I didn't have people constantly by me. I mean, don't get me wrong! I love the attention, kind of. It's just...I knew that I would get this with this type if career. But it can sometimes get annoying."
"I don't care." I reply.
"As long as I get to spend some time with you."
Ugg! Why did I say that? I don't even like him like that! Or do I? No! I don't. He's just a really great friend.
"I feel the same way." he smiles.
He spends a few seconds just looking into my eyes.
"Good night Emma."
"Night Josh." I smile back.
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FanfictionA girl named Emma is trying to find her place and create her dream career as a singer in L.A. Things finally start going her way, when she unexpectedly meets Josh Hutcherson. The two start a friendship, then a relationship. As both of their careers...
