It's About Time (GMW - Joshaya)

Chapter 6

Josh's POV 

As I walked over to her, Maya held a hand up to protest.

"Maya. I'm not leaving you alone in here," I said genuinely.

She slowly retreated her hand, and I sat all the stuff from my hands on the counter except for the water and the wash cloth which I wet with water from the sink.

I carefully sat down on the ground beside her, offering my bare chest as some support for her to lean on. I gently took the hair piece from her tiny wrist and gathered her soft hair into a pony tail. My cold hand brushed the back of her neck and she shivered. I wrapped my arms around her and rubbed small circles on her back.

"It's okay, Maya. You're gonna be okay," I whispered into her ear a few times. I grabbed the wash cloth and pressed it against her head softly before draping it around her neck.

The color returned to her face, but I could see in her eyes that she still wasn't feeling well.

"Take some small sips," I suggested to her and she listened.   

The first sip she used to rinse out her mouth, and the rest, she sipped on steadily.

"Can I have some Tums," her voice shaking as she spoke for the first time. 

I leaned over and grabbed the Tums and she popped two in her mouth. 

A couple minutes of silence passed while she drank some water and ate some pretzels. Then she spoke again, "I think I'm gonna try to get up," she said hesitantly. She used my arm to help prop herself up. I could see her start to feel uneasy again. 

"Here, hop on," I said turning around. I piggy backed her to my guest room so that she could sleep in her own bed and so that she wouldn't wake Riley up. "I'm gonna go grab you some clothes to change into." I brushed the loose strand of hair out of her face and kissed her head. 

I grabbed my pair of sweat pants that read John Adams High and an old beat-up Aerosmith t-shirt. When I walked back over to her, Maya smiled up at me. This was the smile that I was talking about. It was addicting. Intoxicating almost. I smiled back at her as a reflex.

"I'll leave the room while you change," I spoke breaking the exchange of smiles. 

"Actually Josh, can you help me," she spoke weakly, her voice cracking a little. 

I sat on the edge of the bed next to her, as she turned to face me, she raised her arms slightly. I began to pull the top piece of her dress off. Her skin was so soft and warm. It was killing me inside. Then, I picked her up off the bed and she put her arms around my neck to hold herself up. I pulled the bottom piece of her dress down. I was once again frozen in awe. She was so goddamn beautiful. She caught me staring, but instead of getting mad, she just smiled again. She pressed her body hard against mine, desperate for support.

I leaned over and grabbed the Aerosmith shirt off the bed. I slipped it over her head and she slid her arms through as I watched the t-shirt swallow her body. She looked adorable in my t-shirt, and I felt my cheeks grow a cherry red again. 

She then put her hands on my shoulders to balance while I guided each of her legs into the sweatpants. I scooped her up which shocked her a little, and sat her on the bed, pulling the comforter over her body.

"So, umm Maya. I have a pillow and spare blanket out their already so I'm gonna go sleep on the couch. If you need me, I'll be out there, just let me know." 

As I took a couple steps toward the door, ready to say goodnight, she spoke. 

"Hey Josh?"

"Yea?"

"I need you," she said smiling at me.

I walked back in her direction when she lifted the other side of the comforter up, signaling me to slide into bed. I hesitate, but go anyways.

She snuggles into my arms once I am there. Her head is resting on my chest. I'm looking down at her, admiring her beauty when she looks up at me. Before I know it, my lips are brushing hers softly. And then all at once, my lips are crashing into hers. She starts kissing me harder and more passionate than anything I have ever felt before.

God. Maya Hart will be the death of me. This is the only thing I know.