Joshifer To The Rescue (a Joshifer fanfic)

Chapter 33

The next week passed boringly, as me and Liam just chilled in bed and watched movies.

I kept telling him that I was ready to go back to work, but he said the doctor told him I had to be on bed rest for two weeks. And suicide watch for a month.

Liam and I were watching Mean Girls, when me phone rang. "Oh shit, it's Josh. Here answer it!" I through it at Liam who caught it and did answer.

"Hello?" He asked.

"Jen?" Josh asked, clearly confused.

"No, this is Liam, obviously. Jen is no longer allowed to talk to you unless you're ready to apologize and accept this baby." My hand subconsciously rubbed my slightly swollen stomach.

"Ugh, whatever," he groaned, and we both rolled our eyes.

"What do you want?" Liam finally asked.

"I just wanted to called and make sure Jen was okay. I finally heard what happened and-"

"Two weeks too late, buddy." Liam spat, hanging up.

"Thanks, I'm not ready to speak to him." I sighed, hugging him.

"Anything for my Katniss." Liam chuckled. "Okay," he started, "I'm not sure about you, but I'm tired of being in this hotel room."

"Agreed. Let's go out for dinner!" I suggested, running off to get changed.

I threw on jeans, a sweater, circle scarf, a hat, and sunglasses. I didn't bother with makeup. I made sure that the bandage on my wrist was showing, because it was about time the paparazzi figured out what happened.

"Ready?" Liam asked, poking his head in the door.

"Ya." I skipped out with Liam, running into Sam, Jena, and Woody in the lobby.

"Hey, where are you two going?" Woody asked.

"Out to lunch. Want to join?" I asked, and Liam nodded. I could already hear the paps outside, screaming for us to look at them.

"I'm in!" We heard Willow scream, running toward us.

We all walks outside, and the paps hounded me, screaming questions about the bandage and why I would want to kill myself.

I ignored, as usual, and held onto Liam and Sam's hands. This of corse led to a whole slew of new questions.

"Where's Josh?"

"Are you still getting married?"

"Is it true you're pregnant?"

"Did you and Josh break up?"

"Is it true that he left for Kentucky?"

We finally arrived at the restaurant and sat in the back, away from the crowds of people.

"Jeez, their so annoying." I groaned, picking up the menu. Halfway through, my phone rang. "Hello?"

"Hey Jen." Said a sad Josh. I immediately hung up and resumed reading.

"Who was that?" Sam asked.

"Josh." I shrugged.

"You know, you're gonna have to talk to him eventually. You are carrying his baby." Jena said.

"I know that. Wouldn't you want time to think about all this shit if you were in my position?" I spat, but felt bad. "Sorry, probably just hormones." I always used that excuse.

Maybe I could go home for a week? Aaron is home, and my parents always were, obviously. But then I always risk seeing Josh. We do live a block away from each other.

After ordering, conversation started. While everyone chatted, I ordered a plane ticket for tomorrow morning.

"Guys," I said loudly, "I'm going home tomorrow morning. I'll be back in time for shooting next week."

"Ok." Everyone said at the same time, returning to their conversations.

I quickly sent out a text to my family, telling them I was coming. They all replied happily.

"Wait," Liam spoke up after a while, "doesn't Josh live a block away from you?"

I shrugged, and began eating the food just given to me. As I ate and chatted, I couldn't help but think what was going to happen if I were to run into Josh.