(Listen to the song "Trojans" by Atlas Genius while reading this chapter, it goes really good with this chapter lol)
I was dumbfounded. It was 12-something in the morning! Why would he be here?
I swing open the door and stared at Josh for a long time.
"Get away from me." I state bluntly.
"Stella, you never let me explain." He pleaded
"Didn't let you explain that I'm a horrible, disgusting person who you'd be devastated to kiss? Yeah, well, you don't have to." I said trying to shut the door.
Josh stuck his foot in and pushed the door open more, over powering me because he was so much stronger than I am.
He walked in and grabbed my hand and lead me to the couch. He sat down and motioned for me to sit too. I just looked and him and sat in a chair across from the couch to show that I wasn't going to get all comfortable with him.
"I care about you Stella. I care about you so much and I like you a lot, I have plenty of girls throw themselves at me but I don't care about them. I just like you." He states, and I believed him. I just couldn't decide if I trusted him or not.
"You rejected me. You acted like you liked me and then you just completely rejected me and that drives me crazy. You act like you care but any time you any real affection is involved you freak out!" I yelled. By now we were standing up inches away from each other and yelling in each others faces.
"I can't show affection? Is that what you're saying?" He yelled, "you're wrong." Then he stopped talking and looked at me for a second. Then crashed his lips on mine. It was soft and sweet and quick. But I could tell it was out of anger. Not real caring or love, just anger and him trying to prove himself. I pulled away and stared at him.
"see I can show affection." He smirked.
"Get out."
"What?" He said confused.
"I said get out. I don't want to remember that as my first kiss from you. That was out of rage. Not genuine caring. I don't think I can take this josh." I said softly.
"I do care though, I just needed something to push myself to finally do it."
"Okay. Give me time to think, josh."
"Can I explain my story, Stella?" He said but continued before I could give an answer.
"We were on the top you know? And I could see into the parking lot and I saw paparazzi, and I don't think they knew I was at the top then. But I couldn't take my chances. I didn't want them to see me kiss you, they'd twist it up and then you'd get hated on and I don't want that to happen." He said genuinely and then he just walked over to me and hugged me.
"I believe you, I do. I'm tired though, I need time to sleep and think." I stated.
I believed him but something kept telling me that there's a bit more to the story.
"Okay. I'll go home." He said.
"Stay. We have a guest bedroom, down the hall. It should have some of my older brother's clothes from highschool there, you should be able to find something to sleep in, he's in college right now. He won't care." I said while yawning.
I didn't even give him a option before saying goodnight.
I went upstairs and laid down and before I knew it, I was asleep.
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WOWZA THIS WAS SHORT AND BORING. IM SORRY. Lol anway sorry I took so long updating, I've had alot of stuff going on. Also go check out my other story, the broken people (it's way better than this one just saying) also I'm probably going to add a magcon fanfic soon. Maybe tonight. Idk I just want to
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Photoshopper: A Josh Hutcherson Fanfic
Fanfiction"I've got to be with you." And then he did it again. He leaned in. And our lips collided.
