'The Sting' -Josh Hutcherson Fanfiction. [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 11

Chapter 11, Michelle's POV:

It's now 7 PM and Josh fell asleep on the couch. I'm sat in the kitchen eating some peaches and a glass of water. I'm bored out of my mind since we can't use any electronics, I decide to cook. I haven't cooked since last week and I have a passion for this, sometimes more than writing. I decide to make a big dinner since Connor, Michelle, and Chris are going to be here in about 3 hours which gives me a lot of time to make something from scratch. Josh is sleeping so I have no opinions whatsoever, just a fridge full of fresh vegetables and a new, beautiful kitchen.

With an hour into cooking, I have mashed potatoes ready to cook, steak marinating in the oven, and ham roasting in gravy. While cooking, you tend to think to yourself and I did. I thought of the speech Josh gave me. He is right, I wanted love but never saw what I had in front of me. Josh always took care of me, sometimes I hated it but I knew I needed it. 

I'm quickly finding out that he's the one I wanted but I can't be his. He fell for me, I fell for him but media won't like that. I decided to put my guard up once again. I'll try to make him fall out of love with me or at least make him think I don't. This means giving up on us but I'll tell him it's because of our friendship I don't want to mess up. 

The timer dings to tell me that the ham is ready to cook so I slip it inside, dripping with gravy. While I finish that, a knock comes from the front door so I answer it quietly.

"I'm sorry, we're not- Ryan?" I ask.

"Hey Michelle. Did I come at a bad time?" 

"Um, yeah. I'm kinda grounded for staying out all night and-" I feel Josh's hand fall on my shoulder as he begins to lean on the door.

"We can't have visitors, sorry." Josh states.

"Well, I came to see her, man, not you."

"Let me rephrase that for you: We cannot have visitors. Michelle cannot have visitors. No one is coming in this house. I suggest you leave." Josh rudely answered.

"I'm sorry, Ryan." I plead and Josh slams the door in his face.

I'm utterly shocked right now, why the fuck would he pull that?

"Josh, what the hell was that?" I ask, sitting him on the bar stool as I continue to wash and cut vegetables.

"It was a simple stating of 'get off my property.'" He says jokingly.

"Well I sure got that." I say, giving him an apple and walking back to the fridge.

"Attitude. Should I remind you who proved their undying love for them?"

"Oh shut up." I giggle.

"K, you're laughing, I'm off the hook!" Josh yells and kisses me on the cheek then runs upstairs.

In 30 minutes, the food is done cooking but I wish I had my phone to see what time they're coming. I set the food in it's bowls and stuff. 

"Josh," I yell. "Come down here and help me set the table."

I get the clean utensils out and cup glasses. Once we finish setting the table, Michelle, Chris, and Connor come in the kitchen.

"Wow, Michelle. Why'd you do this?" Chris asks.

"Aw, sweetheart. Thank you." Michelle pecks my cheek.

"Michelle, can you be like, my wife? You're perfect." Connor comments and nudges Josh who's standing next to him.

"Wow, thanks Connor." 

"Well, I kinda got bored of sitting around here and Josh was sleeping and I saw your beautiful kitchen and fresh ingredients so I decided to cook you something, I hope you didn't mind." I answer.

"Of course not, honey." Michelle answers.

"Well, sit down and eat before it gets cold. We have steak, marinated ham, mashed potatoes, steamed vegetables, gravy, and a special dessert I want you all to try." I let them now as they sit down. "I'll get the wine for you two and the water for us three." 

I walk into the kitchen which is separated by a white swinging door.

"Smells great, babe." Josh whispers in my ear seductively. you can't let him fall for you. Break his heart so he'll run to someone else, it's for his own good. The little voice in my head screams.

"Thanks Josh." I bite my tongue and walk back in the kitchen with two wine glasses and three cups as Josh is hopefully getting the container of water.

The food is served and dinner passes by quickly. They loved my dessert and I'm surprised because Josh gave me the idea when were 13 and he has no clue.

When dinner was over, we said goodnight and I'm now laying in my bed.

"Are you asleep?" Josh comes in and sits on the bed.

I moan to let him know I'm 'sleeping' but he doesn't believe me as him laying down behind me proves it.

"Why did you ignore me throughout dinner? Did I do something wrong?" He pleadingly asks, whispering in my ear.

"I'm sorry. I won't let you fall in love with me." I whisper back, turning to face him.

"How can you stop me when I already am?" Josh pulls my bangs back and kisses my lips gently.

"You make this so difficult." My eyes close and I can feel his eyes studying my face as I shut my eyes tighter trying to stop the tears.

"Why can't we just be together? It's obvious we're perfect for each other so what's the deal?" He says, my eyes still closed.

"I won't let myself ruin the image you portrayed in Hollywood." I admit.

"Michelle, I couldn't care less what other people say about our relationship. My fans will accept you. They tell me how they only want the best for me but how can I have the best if I can't have you?" He whispers back and I open my eyes, looking straight into his.

"This is the last second chance for myself. I know you don't believe me but the way I see it is everyone will think I changed you. That boy on TV is Josh Hutcherson. Do they know the real you? The one who only drinks alcohol nowadays? Why are you already ruining your portray of the dream guy every girl has high expectations for alcohol? Don't do it, Josh. Millions of people love you just the way you are. I love you." I whisper and kiss his lips this time.

"I'm not perfect, Michelle. I don't want to be. I just wanna be with you, whether everyone in the world hates it or loves it." Josh admits when our lips part.

"I watched you try to reassemble your heart after someone broke it in front of the world. What happened if we're perfect the way we are and if we do become a couple, what happens if we break? I don't want to ruin us." 

"I won't let you go without trying many times. I'm on my way to believing in love again because of you." Josh pulls my chin up and kisses me roughly.

"I love you." I whisper once again as he smiles at me with the only light reflecting is the big moon, perfectly revealing his beautiful eyes and bright smile. "You are the only exception."