Interrupted.(A Josh Hutcherson Fanfiction)

Chapter 8

Julia's POV
I'm sitting at the dinning room table looking at josh in the living room on the couch with his computer on his lap. He is suppose to be sending out the tweeting that he is doing the live streaming thing but it's been about 20 mins and he hasn't even typed anything.
"Alright" I stand up and walk into I living room "this is brutal" I pick the laptop up off his lap and put it up on the coffee table
"What Julia? I was about to post that
tweet" I defends
"Yah okay it's been twenty minutes and you've written..." I turn and look at the laptop "nothing"
"Oh well I had to think about what i was gonna write!"
"Uh huh sure" I get his crutches "here" I hand them to him "we are going out. now"
"What wher-"
"Shh"
"Did you just-"
"Shh" I shh him again "you are spending too much time sitting in the house avoiding the world" he stands up
"Yah because the second I walk out side the tabloids will be full of crap about me"
"Screw the tabloids! We are going out to have fun."
"Fine" he smiles
"Good. now let's go!"
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"What Julia seriously!" Josh says as we pull into the recreation park
"Yup" I get out of the car taking the basketball in the back with me
Joshua gets out after me and we walk into the basketball court.
"Jewels this is is just cruel " he whines " I can't play basketball or any thing for that matter!"
"Says who?"
"Says my broken leg and tumors! I can't put any weight at all on my leg" he says sadly
"I know that's why" I take his right crutch
"Hey-"
"We each can only use one leg. playing field is even!" I smile
"Alright fine" he smiles back lighting yup his face "but no pushing"
"Alright" I shrug " I can live with that" I pass the ball to him and he catches it with his right hand
We attempt to check the ball but we struggle with only using one arm. We laugh at each other's clumsiness but eventually get the hand of it and I get the ball. I move the crutch while attempting to dribble but it ends up I end up dribbling extra my slow.
Josh laughs at me "jewels your worse than I am and I'm actually broken!"
I stop and laugh back "whatever you've had like almost two weeks of practicing with these things." I move the crutch
"Alright alright but your still pretty pathetic" he hobbles over closer to me
"Okay well then why don't you try oh great god of basketball" I say in a mocking tone handing him the ball
"I will" he smiles and takes the ball "and thanking you for finally noticing I'm a god of basketball!" He turns and moves to the three point
"I was being sarcastic!"
"Sure you were" he positions him self on the arched line
"There's no way you could make that shot even if you had both of your legs" I roll my eyes at him
"You wonna bet on it?" He raises his eye brows at me
"No, I don't! I don't gamble."
He laughs "whatever you say jewels" he lifts his arm, ball in hand, above his head and I watch intently as he one handedly swishes the ball in the net as if it required no work at all
"What!!" I say excitedly dropping the crutch and running over to him "Wha- how does that happen!" I laugh smiling
"What can I say" he shrugs "I'm NBA worthy" his face lights up in amusement
I laugh out loud "Okay, you let yourself think that"
"Oh I don't need to, I know so" he taps his head with his index finger
"Okay, let's just play" I smile
"Are you sure you can handle all the skill I poses?" He questions
"Yah I think I'll be okay" I laugh going to get the ball
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I collapse on the hill of grass next to the court tired. josh sits down next to me and lies down on his back alone side me.
"I'm exhausted" I close my eyes out of breath
"Yah sports tend to make you feel that way." josh says
"Shut up!" I open my eyes and hit his arm "I play sports. all the time"
"Okay" he turns his head to face me
"Shouldn't you be like getting ready for school? I mean it starts in like two days!" He asks
"Um no I think I'm going to go next semester instead" I shrug
"What!" He sits up and I follow "why!? You've been wanting to go to art school for years Julia"
"I know, it's just there's a lot going on and there's always next semester-"
"No. you don't know that! You may not get accepted next year" I don't say anything and just look down playing with a price of grass between my fingers. I can feel his eyes on me "wait...it's cause of me. isn't it?"
I look up into his hurt hazel eyes "what no Joshua of course no-"
"Yes it is! Your afraid I'm gonna bite the dust while your not around!"
"Joshua." my eyes widen in shock "no I-I"
"Then what is it?" He stares at me with a look of sadness and hurt across his face
I sigh " your right Josh I do want to be with you, but not because I'm afraid you'll die. I want to be with you because when Abby was in the hospital sick. I couldn't be with her. I was stuck in a class room wondering what was going on with her what she was having to go through alone. and that hurt so much know she was a line cause no one had the time to be with her."
"This is different Julia she was 1 week old I'm 17 I don't need you to hold my hand! I need you to go to art school and do what you love"
"Being with you is what I love! And I know you don't but I do. I need to to be there with you. And yah I've wanted to go to art school forever but more than anything wanted to be with my best friend who wasn't there to hug me when my life was falling apart. I need to be with my best friend and you may not realize it now but down the road your gonna want me there when things really start to suck."
He looks up at my tear stained face his face now softened " you're right"
I hiccup trying to contain my emotions. he quickly wraps me in his warm right embrace. "you're right." he whispers "I do need you, and I always will. I'm sorry, I just don't want you to feel like you have to give up on your dream because of me"
I shake my head in his shoulder "I don't. I want to be with you"
"Okay"
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Connors POV
I walk through the crowded halls that is my high school. my school sucks. well at least for me it does.
I feel some one grasp my shoulder and turn my body into a locker. I grunt and my spine makes contact with the metal.
"Sup nerd" spits Alex; the reason why my high school career sucks. apparently since I don't have an IQ of -7 I'm a nerd and I am suppose to abide by his every wish. "did you get the answers for the bio test today like I told you to?"
"No, Alex. I'm not helping you cheat because your too lazy to study" I fire back
"Wo wo so what your telling me is you didn't get the answers for me?" His blue eyes piece into my souls sending a shiver up my spine
"No I didn't" I say confidently
He let's go of my should shaking his head and turning around. I sigh thinking he is gone but before I know it I'm on the flood with a painful bloody nose. I turn around on my back and face Alex again and see his fist in a ball. and anger in his. Eyes
"If i don't have those answers by lunch or your dead Hutcherson" and with that he walks away leaving me in the sea of kids rushing to their classes as the belling rings.
(A/N: I know this seams random but keep this whole fiasco in mind)
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Josh's POV