Behind the Cameras - Joshifer

Chapter 11 - Sparks

Josh's POV

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"I do, I need you," Jen said quietly.

We both leaned forward and crashed our lips together. I felt thousands of sparks shoot through my lips and into my body.

"CUT!" Francis yelled unexpectedly.

He looked extremely troubled.

"I need more.... more... passion! Katniss and Peeta are in love and you have to really show it! You two have to be Katniss and Peeta, show me the love and passion!"

Jen and I glanced uncertainly at each other. Sure, I loved kissing Jen, but I wasn't sure she felt the same. I took a deep breath and readied myself for the next try at this.

"We're not going to redo the entire scene, just redo the kiss! This time, I want more passion. And........ action!" Francis instructed.

Jen and I crashed our lips together once more. I wasn't exactly sure what I should do, but Jen did. She slid her tongue across my lip and I nervously granted access. Electricity was aimlessly flying all around my body. I never wanted this to end. Jen pulled away slowly, allowing me to remember the joyful experience.

"Cut! That was great, excellent work!"

I risked a glance at Jen; she was slightly smiling. Was she happy?! I was over the moon but I didn't show it. She looked up at me and straight into my eyes. Her beautiful blue orbs mesmerized me. I felt frozen on the spot as if her gentle yet fierce eyes were holding me hostage. Her mouth was moving but I didn't hear a word. After a few seconds of blissful blankness, my hearing slowly came back to me.

"Josh.... Josh? Josh?! Jooooossssshhhh? Jooossssssssssshhhhhh!?"

"Sorry, what?"

"Are you ok? You spaced out for a few minutes."

"Y-yeah I'm fine."

"Good, you had me worried there. All of us, actually."

She gestured behind us. Sure enough, a large group of actors and cameramen were anxiously watching Jen and I. Some of them were whispering to the person next to them, others staring with fear in their eyes.

"Here, let me help you up," Jen offered, standing up herself.

As she stood above me, the soft breeze played with her hair. It gently flew back behind her, giving her a sort of windswept look. She looked beautiful. With that, I once again drifted into a pleasant blankness. I heard faint voices from a great distance away. After a little while, I became aware of the hands shaking my shoulders.

"Josh... JOSH!!"

"Yup?"

"You should go home, you're not doing too good."

"But Jen, I'm fine. I can film. I know I can."

"I know you can but Francis and everyone else insists you go home now. You've blanked out twice so far for about five minutes each time. I don't want you to blank out again."

"Ok, I'll get going."

"Josh wait- that's not all. Francis wants me to drive you home incase you blank out again."

"Ok."

I didn't know what else to say. I tried my best to avoid looking at her, otherwise I might blank out again. We walked up to the car and entered it. Jen started up the car while I peered out the window.

"Josh, why won't you look at me? Are you mad at me?"

"No of course not."

"Then why won't you look at me?"

"Do you really want to know?"

"Yes."

"Ok.... promise you won't freak out?"

She hesitated.

"Alright, I promise."

I inhaled a deep breath of air, then spoke.

"I can't look at you because every time I look at you I blank out."

"What? Why?"

"Because I think I.... I think I.. I-I.......... I love you."

I then turned to face her; she looked away.

"You promised you wouldn't freak out..." I reminded her.

After a few minutes of silence, she managed to speak.

"We uh.. we have to go. Have to uh...... drive you to your hotel."

I nodded my head and faced the window once again. This was going to be a long drive.