Is it Enough to Love you (A Josh Hutcherson love story)

Chapter 31: Sweet Dreams

A/n:

Hey guys, I am so incredibly sorry, I was trying to update every week but I didn't do a great job keeping up with that for this chapter. School calls me with art, chemistry and English assignments. Oh, the joy of honors. But I hope you like this and READ and COMMENT and VOTE ;))

Love all around xx

Chapter 31:

"Are you sure?" I heard Josh's low voice in my ear hovering only centimeters above me fueling the fire already burning inside my body. I nodded unable to find my voice my hands gripping the sheets on either side of me. I felt his hands underneath my thighs, my breathing was erratic I shut my eyes tightly but when I opening them I was alone in my bed the alarm on my phone blaring in my ear. I sat up speedily not considering my position on the edge of my bed and toppled to the floor taking all the sheets with me. I groaned and lifted myself off the floor. The dream had seemed so real, it was unbelievable. Looking in the mirror I groaned at my frazzled hair and went to the bathroom to shower and wash away my sinful thoughts. The morning before Josh and I had discussed what I had said and I had told him it was a mistake that I had said it. I had blamed it on being alone all night with an extensive marathon of romance movies. I had believed it too, I didn't want to believe that I wanted that, I didn't want to think I was ready for something like that but after that dream my head was spent spinning.

After I showered I got dressed in leggings and a grey t shirt. I was almost hesitant to go downstairs and see Josh having not yet come to a conclusion on how I felt about my dream.

"Hey beautiful." I stepped out of my room and was immediately grabbed by Josh and pinned against the wall with his hands on the wall on either side of my head and his body pressed against mine. I yelped in surprise keeping my hands flat against the wall. "How did you sleep last night?"

"Not well actually." I stuttered refusing to meet his eyes.

"Why not?" Josh asked moving one of his hand to hold mine.

"I had a strange dream." I admitted sheepishly not prepared to tell him what it was about.

"What about?" He inquired curiosity burning in his eyes when I finally looked up into them.

I paused debating on whether or not telling him was a good idea, "nothing," I lied slipping away from his grasp, "don't worry about it." I smiled heading for the stairs.

"Come on, Charlotte, you know you can tell me anything." He pursued the topic making me regret ever telling him.

"I know, but there's nothing to tell." I sped up my pace desperately wishing that he would just forget it.

"Then why won't you tell me." He pressured stopping me in my tracks.

"Just drop it, okay." I burst out in frustration, he gave me an apologetic look and I felt awful about yelling at him like that, he didn't deserve it, I would've pressed him for details the same way, but I just couldn't bring myself to tell him what I had dreamt about. "I'm sorry."