Hosie - I Had a Crush on you (Completed)

Chapter Eight - I'm Not Afraid

Josie's Pov-

"Do you have any idea where Hope's house is Josie?" Mg asks as he tucks his hands in his pocket. Josie looks around and shrugs. "Seriously Josie... You have no idea? You dragged me on a plane and now where here and you don't even know where we are going" 

"Look, I can figure it out... It's not hard to track a Mikaelson down in New Orleans, everyone knows that" I say. "And I've been here before, when I was three with my mum... she took us to a bar" I mutter. The problem is that I don't remember where the bar is because Lizzie and I were three at the time. I only remember going to the bar because it was the first time we had been anywhere outside of our home town and it was a big city. 

"you expect to find someone off a memory from thirteen years ago, you must be crazy" Mg chuckles. "You're lucky that I am a good friend and would have never let you go alone"

"I'm also not just here for Hope" I confess. Mg's face fills with confusion. "The day I met you, you were a mess. You're mother had kicked you out of home and you were basically eating your way through Mystic Falls blood bank. Anyway, being a vampire has never been something you were born for so I wanted you to come in particular to meet the king of this city who also happens to be immortal"

"is he a vampire?" Mg asks. 

"Something like that" I say with a smirk. "I mean he was one at some point and then he evolved... to hard to explain" I mutter. I look up at the building in front of us and smile. It's the Mikaelson crest, I'd never forget the look of it especially because it's on a lot of things in Hope's room. 

"What?"

"I think this is Hope's family home" I say, I walk towards Hope's home and Mg pulls me back. 

"Isn't this place crawling with vampires?" He asks. "I've uh heard stories" 

"Yeah, Marcel's vampires would be protecting the place. But do you really think they will try to kill two teenagers with Salvatore school clothes on?" I ask. He shrugs and lets go of me. The doors to the place are wide open, like anyone can walk in. A blonde vampire appears in front of us, this must be Rebekah Mikaelson. 

"Who are you?" She asks, her tone isn't very nice. 

"I'm Josie Saltzman and this is Milton Greasley" I say. 

"What are you two idiots doing here?" I hear Hope say. I look up and there she is on the upper level balcony. "And how did you find me? I've been cloaking myself for days"

"It's easy to fight through a cloaking spell if it's your magic that I siphoned" I reply, feeling really good about myself. Rebekah raises her eye and steps back.

"So this is the girl that you kissed?" Rebekah asks with a smirk. "I'm actually happy that I didn't rip your head off the moment you walked in because Hope wouldn't stop talking about you" She says. I look over at Hope who is red but has also decided to act like she just ignored what Rebekah said.

"How did you siphon my magic when I've been gone for days?" Hope asks. 

"Your blood in my dads office, I stole it and Siphoned the magic from it before doing the locator spell. It's really handy because it doesn't need the magic in your blood to find you... just your DNA" I explain. Hope nods. 

"Do you want to come up here and talk?" Hope asks me without actually expecting an answer. Her attention shifts to Rebekah and MG. "Can you introduce MG to Marcel Aunt Beck? MG might need his guidance" she says before turning to walk into another room. I quickly run up the stairs after Hope. "Why did you come after me?" She asks once we enter her bedroom. She closes the door as she asks me this. 

"I was worried that you weren't going to come back" I admit. I sit on her bed and she sits next to me, waiting for me to continue my explanation "And I didn't want to be the reason that you didn't so I came here to say that we can forget about what happened if you want. You don't even need to be my friend..."

Hope scoots closer to me. "That's the problem" She says. "I don't want to be your friend, everything in my mind is screaming that at me"

Hope's Pov- 

Disappointment fills Josie's face when I say this, she doesn't get what I'm trying to say at all. I look at her lips for a split second and then look back up to her eyes. "I've played off what I feel for you as confused, I questioned myself... why did I kiss you?" I mutter and tuck a piece of hair behind her ear. I notice her cheeks turn a shade for pink and I can't help but smile. 

"Why did you?" she asks. 

"Because... there's something about you, something about your eyes, something about your smile and how it meets them" I say with a small chuckle, copying the very sweet letter she wrote for me years ago. "No but seriously, that letter was everything... it made me feel everything and somehow I knew it would and that's why I pushed you to tell me. Perhaps I wanted to prove my gut feeling wrong but it was right because when I kissed you I knew right after that I'd never ever want to stay away from you. But also here I am trying to" I explain. 

"Why are you trying to?" She asks. 

"I basically cheated on my boyfriend when I kissed you, You have no idea how much guilt I feel. How can you... one person, make me forget everything... but of course it's not your fault it's my own" I mutter. "I should have been able to admit to myself of my feelings for you and I should have broken up with him" I say. I realize that I am more talking to myself now then her. I look at her lips. "That was the best kiss I've ever had Josie, So I'm not going to sit here feeling guilty anymore" I then kiss her, this time for longer then before. This time, I'm not afraid.