'She Doesn't Get It' - A Josh Hutcherson Fanfic.

part eleven.

Part 11, Josh's POV:

The press conference was boring and took forever. I wanted to go back home and I wondered what Thalia could be doing. I was answering questions and what not ten Jennifer and Liam came through the door. We waved hi and they sat next to me after a few pictures. Jennifer leaned towards me and started to whisper while Liam was talking.

"What's up, bud? How's Thalia? Did you see the gossip sites?"

"Not much. She's good but what about about gossip sites?"

"They said she's pregnant and the hate she's getting is just bad."

"She can''t be pregnant. Can no one have a relationship in Hollywood?"

"I don't know but just see how's she reacts to stuff lately. We'll talk later and maybe stop by your hotel room after this?"

"Uh sure." I smiled uneasily and she noticed.

"Calm down. she's fine."

We zipped through the conference for another hour and I told the driver to hurry up back the hotel.

I unlock the room and find the lights shut off and Thalia sleeping. I was relieved but I didn't want her to stay in a hotel room eating junk and crying over movies. 

I undress and crawl into bed with and texted Jen that she fell asleep and that we can hang another day. I lay down close next to her and find that her face is wet and so is the pillow. I suddenly get worried and search around the room and find that her laptop and mines was set on the table charging. I check her history and she read the gossip sites. She looked horribly photoshopped to be pregnant. I close her's and check mines. I see the history and she's been on my twitter. She's seen my tweets, I think, Now she knows I liked her since we met. 

I continue barraging twitter searches and she's seen the hate. No wonder she's been crying. These were bad. a new tweet from a minute ago popped up and I read it.

"Thalia Grace would be pregnant, she's a slut. But I bet it's not Josh's baby."

My heart stopped. We never had sex and she's not pregnant. I know she isn't because she told me she's still a virgin. But calling her a slut and you have the urge to say you're my fan and support my decisions? That's not cool at all.

I crawl in bed and hold her close and she starts talking in her sleep.

"I'm sorry, Josh." I put a confused look on my face.

"I don't..... deserve you." She starts crying heavily but still sleeping.

I shed tears too. I'm in love with this beautiful girl and people treat her like shit. I fall asleep thinking what I can do to help her.

Thalia's POV:

I wake up with Josh holding me close. When did he get back? I think to myself. I shrug it off and kiss his nose then hop in the shower. It's 9:30 AM when I get out and decide to make breakfast since there is a stove. I call room service for groceries and start cooking pancakes, eggs with cheese, and sausage. It was done when Josh woke up. He kissed me on my cheek and greeted me good morning then went off tho the bathroom. I fix four waffles and set toast on the table with butter. 

"You know, I wouldn't mind waking up to this everyday. It's better than Chris yelling at me i the morning." Josh blurts out. I smile at him and tell him to eat.

Halfway through breakfast Josh asks me what I did.

"So what'd you do while I was gone babe?"

"Nothing. Watched movies and stuffed my face with room service."

"Really?" I nod and he knows i'm not saying everything.

"I went on your laptop last night. And saw the hate." I frowned and he held my hand. It was dead silent throughout the room, you can hear a pen drop. 

"We'll get through this, I promise. I won't leave you to deal with this alone."

I smile uneasily yet he notices and caresses my face then leans in to kiss me. 

"Let's get ready. We have to announce our relationship to "confirm" it again."

"OK, do you know wear my curler went?"

"It's in my suitcase; the blue one."

"Thanks babyyyyyyyyy." I say in a funny accent.

I start curling the ends of my hair and put a pair of gray jeans with a navy top and navy converse. I apply a thin layer or eyeliner and add mascara. 

WI sat on the bed waiting for Josh and played games on my phone and texted my mom that we're here and safe and to call her in a few hours.

"Ready babe?" 

"Yeah, are you?" Josh nodded and I followed him out the door. We made our way to the elevator and we were alone the whole 15 story levels down.

"You know how beautiful you are?"

"Do you know how bad you make me weak?"

The bell dinged and we stepped out into the driver's car. We played with the gadgets and got to the private lunch room where we saw everyone of the cast.

Amandla ran up to me and we gave each other hugs.

"How have you been?!"

"I've been good! What's this for anyway? Josh told me to come and he told me it was lunch for cast only. And i'm obviously not cast."

"Don't worry, they can't say much because we have extra seats and such. Wanna sit next to me?" 

"Sure." I smiled at Amandla and introduced myself to everyone else. 

I sat there talking to Amandla and Liam. Josh was across the table talking to Woody Harrelson.

I looked at the door as I heard shuffling and then Alexander walked in.