In The Name Of Love

Chapter 26

A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while guys. Idk I just didn't feel it you know lol. I don't think anyone cared either. Oh well. Anyway here's chapter 26 for yah

~NORAS POV~
I wake, screaming in my bunk. I clench my legs, trying not to remember the dream I had just encountered. I keep having nightmares about Debby's death, her voice haunting my dreams. Her death has practically scard me and now I can't go to sleep without having the nightmare. My face is all blotchy and I feel hot in my sweat pants. Josh gets up from his bunk and quickly looks up at me. His bunk bed is located right beneath me so he could 'keep a eye on me' whatever that means. I bury my face into my legs as I sit against the wall. "Are you okay?" I sniffle, barely hearing him through my sweats. Realizing what he said, I uncover my face and shake my head with my eyes scrunched. "Josh- it was terrible." My voice feels hoarse as I speak. His face softens and nods. "Do you want me to sleep with you?" I bite my lip, nodding in acceptance. Josh starts making his way into my bunk and I scoot over so he can fit. Once we're settled, he plays with my hair, trying to calm me down. We both lay next to each other staring into each other's souls. His big browns eyes gleam as he twists my hair into patterns. He pauses for a moment before lifting his finger toward my check and wiping away a single tear at the corner of my eye. I watch as he makes his move, trying not to blush. He flicks the tear and kisses my forehead. "If you need anything, and I mean anything, I'm right here." I nod and he turns over toward the curtain, separating us away from the bus isle. The bunk is small, but not too small to fit me and Josh. Josh isn't too big for his age, but that's okay. I love him anyway even if he isn't that tall. As for me, I'm not that tall either. Last time I checked, I was 5'2. But that was a couple years ago, so I don't know if it is still valid. I stare at the back of Joshs head, his pink hair messed up. I really love the color pink on him. It brings out his dark chocolate eyes. For the rest of the night, I enter a blank sleep.

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The next morning I wake up to see Josh isn't in the bunk. Confused, I wipe my eyes with the palm of my hands and sit up. I open the curtains to see the sun is glowing through the windows and I see the scenery past by. We must be moving. Sighing, I place my feet on the cold floor of the isle. I feel numb from a horrible night of rest. My legs are killing me because I haven't stretched them lately. Dance has always fixed that problem, but not anymore considering I'm not actually in dance anymore. I rub my eyes as I walk toward the front of the bus. Josh is on his phone, yawning as he scrolls through posts on Instagram. "Hey." He looks up quickly from his phone and smiles. "Hey beautiful. Did you have any dreams last night? The second time you tried sleeping?" I sigh as I collapse next to Josh on the couch. "No and boy am I glad. Josh, it's killing me. I don't know why this is happening to me. My mind is trying to kill me." I lay my head on his shoulder. My voice feels groggy in the misty cold air that fills the inside of the bus. "Do you want me to get you help?" He whispers. I pause and actually take it into consideration. Should I? No, that would be weird. What are you thinking Nora? I lift up my head and shake it quickly before I change my mind. "No no no. I'll survive. I'll be okay." He smiles with his eyes and gets up. "I'm gonna go get ready okay? The driver says we're close to a diner and we're gonna eat there." I yawn and nod. "Sure. I think I'm just gonna throw on some jeans and a T-shirt." He nods and walks toward the back of the bus where the shower is located. After about 5 minutes of trying not to fall asleep on the couch, I pull myself up to get ready. When I stroll to the bunk area though, I see that Tyler's curtain is open. I take the chance and peer into the tiny bunk bed. Tyler and Jenna are seen laying next to each other, Tyler smiling because his hand is on her boob. Smirking, I pull the curtain back shut so no on has to witness what I had just encountered. After I finish dressing, I sit on the couch waiting for Josh to finish showering on my phone.

Finally after about 5 minutes, I see Josh's wet body come out of the shower, steam following behind him. "Do you even bother to dry off properly?" I say raising my eyebrows. He shakes his head. "Nope. But girls dig it." Standing up, I walk toward him. "I'm sorry, but did I just hear you say 'dig it'?" He grins, pulling me closer. "Maybe." I pull my body facing his and I can't stand it anymore. I reach up to his lips, pressing them against mine. Their touch is so delicate that it's almost precious. I push him toward the wall, trying to go farther. He gets what I'm planning and doesn't refuse. Josh wraps his hands around my hips and presses my back. His fingers feel cold against my dry morning skin. I know it's not right, but I want more. I want more of this feeling, this touch. I want him to touch me like this all day long. I love him so much, with all my heart. But for some reason, he feels distant. Not to the point he's not even there for me, but as if he's in another universe. I'm kinda worried about him. He's been a little off lately. Sometimes when I try to talk to him or start a conversation, he ignores me until I repeat what I just said. I want to ask him, but im not sure how to. Of course I'm concerned, im his girlfriend. But if I really was, wouldn't be have already talked to me? Doesn't he love me? Shut up Nora. If he didn't love you, why would he be making out with you right now? I want him to trust me. I want him to know I love him with all my heart no matter what. He needs to know. Then it hits me. I know how to tell him, that he can trust me. That I can be his, and he can be mine. I start trying to pull his shirt off, trying to get even closer. He stops dramatically, a confused expression washes over his face. "Nora, what are you doing?" I lick my lips and shake my head. "I-I Don't know. I'm sorry." I start backing away from Josh. I feel the bus come to a screeching stop. We must have pulled up to the diner Josh was talking about. Josh tries to come and hug me, but instead I pull away and run toward the bus doors. While I'm running off the bus, I see Ashley in the drivers seat, kissing the driver rapidly. I don't even care. I run off the bus into the doors of the diner. It appears the theme in there is 80s, because the walls fill with pictures of old cars parked in front of the diner, to guys wearing leather jackets drinking the diners coffee. The small woman working at the bar looks at me like I have two heads. Ignoring her, i push the doors open that lead to the woman's bathroom. Once inside, I collapse on the floor shaking my head. I try holding the tears in, but they just flood out anyway. I grip my skinny legs and hold them as if they could confront me, which I know is never gonna happen. I sit there for about 20 minutes, alone in the bathroom. The music is playing a soft, old tune. The woman singing has a voice that is beautiful. As her voice hits the high notes the song requires, I laugh to myself at how I could never sing like that. She is a truly talented lady. I start to wonder how she became this talented and why she isn't very popular, when I hear a loud knocking noise on the bathroom door. "Nora? Are you in here?" It's Jenna. Sniffling, I stand up and wipe the dust on my jeans. Once I open the door, Jenna's eyes soften. "We were worried about you! What happened?" Instead of answering her, I shake my head fastly and collapse into her arms. She's confused at first of my actions, but she quickly catches on. I feel her arms wrap around my small back and I pull away. "Wanna talk about it?" She says. "Yeah." I manage to say. Jenna walks past me into the bathroom, sitting into one of the benches. She pats the seat next to her. "Come, child come." I laugh and walk over to sit down. "So, what happened?" She looks at me worriedly. I stare at the floor. "I don't know. I feel like Josh isn't telling me something Jenna. I want him to trust me. I want him to know he can trust me. I love him. So I tried to go far while we were kissing this morning. But he pulled away. I got frustrated and ran away. I feel like I hurt him. And I don't want to do that." I bite my lip. She nods. "I'm not telling Tyler something too. I want to, but I don't know how." I stop staring at the floor and look her in the eyes. "What is it?" "I took a pregnancy test Nora. I'm pregnant." My eyes light up. "Oh my gosh! Jenna!!" I get up and squeal. "This is amazing!" She gets up as well and we jump up and down. "I know!! I'm so excited! I'm gonna get the baby and Tyler matching outfits and a really cute bedroom and just yes!!" We laugh together. Her face starts to harden though. "But how am I gonna tell him Nora?" I smirk. "I think I may have a idea." She grins and I tell her everything.