Believing in Love ( Josh Hutcherson Love Story)

Chapter 39

There was slight beeping in my ear. and an ache spread throughly through my body. The bed I was laying in my extremely uncomfortable and the pillow was basically filled with newspaper. All I wanted was to get out of this place that I seemed to be in. My eyes slowly opened but I quicky closed them again. Dang, light is too bright.

As my eyes adjust to the lights above, I start to take in my surroundings and realize where I am. A hospital. Oh, great, what happened now?

"Sweetie, are you feeling okay?" I sweet voice asks me from the right side. I turn my head ignoring the pain and bring my attention to a peppy, young women. Probably just out of nursing school.

"Why am I in the hospital?" I slowly get out. She grabs my hand while she sits on the bed next to me. "Please don't tell me that anybody else hurt or even worse killed because of me.."

"Oh, no, no, no! Everybody is fine." She reassures me. "You got into a car accident. Or more like a car hit you. You weren't even in a car."

"Where was I walking to?" I question her eagerly. I can feel my heart pounding harder. Why was I walking in the street and not even looking for cars? What could've distracted me?

"From what we heard, you were walking home from Josh Hutcherson's wedding." I take a sharp intake which doesn't help the fact that I actually have a broken rib. Well, at least that's what the clipboard she was holding said when she sat down.

"Why was-" I get cut off.

"Ann! Ann!" I continue to hear the voice but I don't see anybody. "Oh. thank god your alive!" I finally see the owner of the voice. He comes running in and kisses me with a deep passion. It actually hurts from all the pressure. I let out a shriek when the pain becomes unbearable. "I'm so sorry I didn't mean to hurt you but I just need to do that."

"Its fine." I say looking down. I let out a small squeal in my head when I see who just kissed me. "You-yo-your Josh Hutcherson."

"Ha ha. Of course I am. Your so cute when you try to be funny." Josh says to me. I don't know what he's talking about. My mouth is dry so I say nothing and keep staring in awe.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" He asks. "Its almost like you don't know who I amm..." Josh trails off. His face goes pale and I don't know why. I should be the one looking pale now. I just got kissed by my celebrity crush.

"Listen, Ann, I need you to answer a simple question." I nod. " Do you know who I am?"

"Of course. Your Josh Hutcherson." I answer simply. That was stupid question for him to ask.

"No. Do you know how I know you?" Geez. So many questions.

"Not really." He steps back and hits the wall with one hand. You can almost taste the anger in the air. I turn to my nurse. "Why is Josh Hutcherson in my room and hitting walls?"

She quickly answers. "Ann, you need to understand something. Something happened while you got hit my the car. We think you have some minor brain damage that has caused you to loss some memory. I could come back, but I might not. Josh, here, is your fiance."

I sit there in utter shock. Josh Hutcherson. My fiance. The boys in my school wouldn't even date me when I was high school. Josh looks at me and I can now see the tears sliding slowly down his cheeks.

"How can you not remember me?" He says to me touching my cheek.

"I'm sorry. Please don't cry though. I hate seeing people in pain." I wipe the tears off his cheeks and smile at him.

"That's so like you. You're telling me not to be in pain when your in pain and need comforting." He touches my hand that's in his cheek and looks me in the eye. Like right in the eye. I can see the passion in it. He must really love me.

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The next few weeks in the hospital go by terribly slow. Josh visits everyday with flowers or something else that he knows I like. It weird having this bit who knows everything about me and I don't even remove telling him all these things.

I finally get to go home today. Though I'm not sure what my home is. Do I have an apartment or do I live with Josh? I finally ask the question as I ride in the car next to Josh.

"Do we live together?" He grins like it brings back a good memory or something.

"Well, we lived together for a while but you got your own place recently after coming home from Paris." He answers. My mouth drops in shock. I was in Paris? How did I afford that?

"You can stay at my place if you want. I just want to make sure your safe. You have all these medical issues now."

"Thanks. I will actually take you up on the offer. I 'm not sure I'm ready to live alone." I say laughing a bit. I can hear the quiet sound of music coming from the speakers in the car, it's peaceful being here....Being here with Josh.

We finally pull up to this huge house. Josh helps me out if the car and gets my bags. I walk slowly as my ribs hurt every time I walk. I get lead to a room upstairs with a white duvet cover. It will only take me a matter of seconds before I get that dirty.

"Just let me now when you want dinner, it's getting late so I think if you want to eat you night want to now." Josh says setting down my bags. I nod and walk to the kitchen with him. He pulls out bagel bites out if his freezer.

"How did you know that those are my favorite food of all time?" I ask sitting down eagerly while he heats the oven.

"You told me before the accident. I thought you might want something familiar in this unfamiliar place." Josh states. Those are the most perfect words I needed to hear right now.

So that night, we feasted upon bagel bites and glasses of wine. I started feeling tired and told Josh that I was going to bed. The problem was that I couldn't sleep. No matter how hard I tried. My mind was racing as my body was standing still.

I suddenly heard someone crying. I slip out of bed and walk down the hall. A light is in in Josh's room. I peek my head in but pull away as he puts his head up.

Tears run down his face onto a piece of paper in his hands. He drops in carelessly onto the ground. With a will to pull himself together, Josh walks into his bathroom and shuts the door. I run into the room and pick up the fallen paper.

It's me.... and him.

He was crying because of me.

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I know I haven't been a good write recently. School is so annoying and stupidly time consuming. I'm taking honors math this year and it's taking up all my time also. I will try To write but I might not have time to post as frequently. I have another question.

Are you guys getting sick of my stories? Should I just end the story. I feel like no one reads it anymore.

Comment if you want me to keep writing. If no one likes the story anymore I might just right one more chapter then and epilogue. - Annie