Makeshift Chemistry (Josh Franceschi Fanfic)

Chapter Nine - High & Low

A/N: Just wanna apologize for not updating in forever but I'm back now and yeah, ily don't hate me. Enjoy.

We touch down at exactly 10 PM in America.

At least that's what the pilot said, I was still too nervous to turn my phone on. I quickly grab my luggage and push past everyone else, not slowing my pace down until I'm on solid ground once more. 

Dramatically falling to my knees I mock kiss the ground, overly rejoiced to be off that flying death contraption.

Behind me I hear Dan and Max chuckle, probably rolling their eyes as well at my dramaticness.

"It wasn't /that/ bad, Claire," Matt says, striding past me and towards baggage claim.

I shake my head, my stomach still feeling the effects of the plane ride, proving that it really was /that/ bad.

I start to follow him but stop when a familiar large hand claims my shoulder, pulling me into their side.

Josh.

He nuzzles his face into my hair, making me fall into step with him as he keeps a slightly tight grip on me.

I can't help but notice the guilty tone edged into his voice as he mumbles apologizes, which I immediately dismiss with a wave of my hand.

"It's fine, I'm fine, really. Don't apologize darlin'."

Even after we've got our luggage and exit the airport, his grip seems to only tighten on me. As if he's nervous about something.

I try to ignore it and do my best to subtly comfort him without letting him know I knew something was up but it doesn't help.

He gets more and more agitated the closer we get to the hotel we'd only be staying in for the night because then it was off to the lovely, cramped tour bus. 

By the time the cab pulls up to the front of the large hotel and we all pile out Josh has already ran off for the bar located across the street.

I don't bother chasing him down, instead after we've settled in and I've put his bags in our room I ask Max to go make sure he's okay.

Immediately he questions me, "Y'know he would probably rather you go talk to him."

Of course I knew that, but truth be told I was terrified he was doing something I didn't want to see. Plus I knew if was doing that Max wouldn't hesitate to kick his head in and then tell me.

"Max, please just go make sure he's okay. My stomach's still fucked from the plane and all."

He nods and shuts the door, leaving me alone in the spacious room Josh and I were supposed to be sharing.

With a million and one thoughts that made me even sicker than the plane did I collapse onto the bed and begin racking my brain for something, anything else to think of besides Josh and a random chav going at it. 

Nothing works and I eventually start to get stir crazy since Max still hadn't returned and it'd been a good 45 minutes.

What the fuck was taking so long?

I get up from my spot on the bed that I hadn't moved from since we arrived, but before my fingers even reach the doorknob noises outside make me freeze.

"Okay, Joshy c'mon then. Let's get you in bed before Claire kicks all of our asses."

"She's already going to kill us and then castrate him."

"He deserves it, he let that brunette bird mob him."

"Will you shut the fuck up you knob, you're gonna wake her and half the god damn hotel up."

The distinct, familiar voices are all hushed and low but it's not hard to hear what they're saying.

I back up from the door so they can come in, feeling utterly helpless.

The fact that I thought it was different this time was as pathetic as I felt. My fears were confirmed and that was it.

They all stumble in, Josh giggling like a small child with drunken happiness.

Their faces drop when they see me, wide awake as opposed to what they thought and Chris begins to stutter a bunch of bullshit excuses.

I decide then that I can hear it no longer and push past them all, tears already dripping off my cheeks as I sprint away.

I had no idea where I was going, nor did I care.

I just had to get away.

Little did I know though I'd grow to regret it.

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oooooOOoooh cliffhanger.

I'm seriously such a shitty person for not updating this sooner I am so sorry but here it is.

It kind of sucks a lot but I think I'm actually going to try to write now instead of blowing it off.

As usual, the comments and reads mean sooo much and I love you all ok ok thnx bye