2:Always - Joshifer (Floating Feathers Trilogy)

Chapter Five

~Recap~

" You may kiss the bride."

Josh leans in and kisses me chastely as the crowd claps and I turn round to see my brothers wolf whistling. I roll my eyes and laugh, running my hand through my hair absentmindedly. I turn back to Josh and pull him into another kiss.

" You're not Miss Lawrence anymore," he whispers into the kiss.

I pull away. " I know," I smile cheekily, " But I think I like being Mrs Hutcherson."

" I think I do too," he says.

~End of recap~

" And I see it in your movements tonight, if we should ever do this right, I'm never gonna let you down, no I'll never let you down."

Always.

Chapter Five


Josh glances at me and smiles as we board the plain. It's the day after our wedding, and we're going to our honeymoon in Rome.

I'm not going to lie; I had a huge panic attack yesterday when we were getting married, but now I feel as if I'm on top of the world.

We didn't do what you'd think we'd do on our wedding night, because we're saving it for our honeymoon.

We walk onto the plain and take our seats. Josh is sitting at the window, because we are the total opposite. He's excited to get the first glance at Rome, see it from above for the first time. And he wants a good view of Texas as we leave.

I, on the other hand, want a last glimpse of the memories of our holiday. And I know I'm gonna miss my home, so I want to see it as we come home. I wrap my arms round his and snuggle close to him, sighing contently. He stares down at me and strokes my hair.

" I cant believe that we're married," I say.

" Neither can I," he smiles and I smile up at him.

" What comes next?" I ask.

He shrugs and says, " I guess we just try to have a good honey moon." I nod.



About five hours later, a friendly, female voice is blasted across the intercom, " We'll be arriving at Ciampino airport in a few minutes, could you all put your seatbelts on."

I freeze. I hate flying, especially this part, when I can't hear. Josh puts both our seatbelts on and clutches my hand. " It's okay, we'll be on the ground soon." He says.

I nod, and hold his hand tightly as we descend. In no time at all, we have landed, and we grab our suitcases and climb down the stairs. And what are we faced with? Paparazzi. I put the hood on my jumper up, even though I'm sweltering. They still snap photos of us, but we just walk into the airport.



After a while, we walk out onto the warm streets. I pull off my jumper while Josh hails a cab. We climb inside and the cabbie starts to drive. He looks at us in the mirror and says, in flawless English- with an Italian accent- " First time here?"

I nod, " Yeah, we're on our honeymoon."

The man smiles and says, " Ooh, congratulations."

Josh and I glance at eachother. " Thank you," says Josh.

" Hey," the cabbie says, " I recognise you two."

" Uh, yeah, we're actors," I say, smiling widely at the man.

" Oh, yes, my daughter loves one of the movies you guys are in together!" He says.

" The Hunger Games?" Asks Josh.

" Yes," the cabbie says.

We say goodbye to the man as we roll up to our hotel and climb out. " It's to hot," I complain.

" Yeah," Josh is panting.

I notice a pool and immediately long for the cool water. I smile at the thought of us swimming and run ahead of Josh. He follows. We retrieve our keys and head up to the second floor, and I unlock it. I flop down on the bed and so does Josh.

We lie like that for a while, until Josh gets up and strips his shirt off so that he is in only shorts. I bite my lip and pull off my shirt and shorts to reveal my swimsuit. " Wanna swim?" I ask.

" Yeah," he says and we make our way to the pool.

I jump in and so does Josh. We start swimming till he goes over and pushes himself onto the side. I do too. I take his hand and turn to him, pecking his lips. I lean my forehead against his and wrap my arms round his neck, while mine snake round my waist. I kiss him again, passionately.

We're interrupted by a group of kids jumping in the pull. We jump away from eachother and then erupt in laughter, clutching our sides.

This is the best holiday ever.



Josh and I walk into our hotel room, still buzzing from our short day of sightseeing.

Josh stretches and yawns, and I do the same. I flop onto the hotel bed, it's huge! I kick off my hiking boots while I watch Josh take off his and his shirt as well. He comes over and puts his hands on either side of my face, leans in and kisses me gently.

I deepen the kiss and he pushes me back, climbing on top of me.

" May I?" Asks Josh.

" Of course," I say, and he throws the covers over us.