Confused - A Josh Hutcherson Fanfiction (IN SERIOUS EDITING)

Confused - Chapter 22

“No,” What?!

“W—w-what?” I stutter.

“No,” he repeats slowly, as if I am a two year old.

“W—hy.. why.. n—n-ot?” I stutter again, tears forming in my eyes. Josh looks away and shakes his head again.

“Josh..? Don’t you want to keep in contact with me?” I croak. Josh turns back to me, and grabs my hands, grinning like a mad man.

“I don’t have to,” I swallow, dreading what was coming next, “Cause your coming with me,”

I think I fainted. Wait no, I’m still here. On the ground. Wait on the ground?! Oh good, I’m still standing.

“Gen? Gen are you alright?” Josh tightens his grip on me, just in case I fall. I snap back to reality.

“I thought.. I thought you were going to break up with me.. or something,” I admit, saying everything slowly as if I just had concussion. A look of horror replaces Josh’s worried face. He holds my shoulders.

“Never. Ever. Say. That. I am not leaving you. Ever. I love you, you know that,” he kisses me sweetly and I melt into his hands.

“You know that I love you right?” he questions me as we pull away. I nod and kiss his cheek.

“Of course I do,” I whisper. I rest my head on his shoulder then I realise something. I yank back, eyes wide.

Josh looks alarmed, and he looks me in the eyes.

“Whoah, whoah, whats up Gen?” he asks.

“What about mum and Stef? Aren’t they coming in a month? I can’t just leave your parents to bring them home, I’ve got to organise them a apartment and pick them up and—” Josh cuts me off by the classic hand-over-mouth move. He pulls away once he knows I was going to listen.

“Demi and Stef are coming two days after we come back, so you’ll be able to pick them up and all that. But mum and dad, and of course Connor, since I think Stef and him have something, are coming to see them when they get off the plane anyway,” Josh explains. I nod slowly, taking it all in.

I’m about to lay my head back down on his chest, but then I realise something else. Josh looks alarmed again.

“Josh! But what about my job? Mr Cree’s gonna take back the studio!” I say, panicking. Josh stifles a laugh at me, but he manages to hold it in once I start to pout.

“Calm down Murphy. That Cray guy says you can have a month off,” Josh reassures me. I frown.

“But Mr Cree is so strict, how did you get him to agree?” I ask, staring at Josh in disbelief.

“I just whipped out the old Hutcherson charm, and made a deal that you have to clean his house twice a week, when you get back,” my mouth falls open. I stare at Josh, mouth agape.

“What?!” I almost scream. Josh bursts into laughter, and kisses my cheek.

“Joking baby! I would never do that to you!” he laughs. I don’t say anything.

“What the hell Josh! You gave me a friggen heart attack!”

“Sowwy,” Josh pouts. I almost melt.

“It’s otay,” I giggle and swiftly kiss him lips.

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“My feet hurt,” I whine, slumping down onto a chair. Josh chuckles and does the same.

“And your not even wearing heels,” he rolls his eyes and gestures towards my airforces. I shrug.

“Still sore,” Josh shakes his head, snickering, and glances at his watch.

“It’s getting really late, we better get going,” Josh stands up, but I shake my head.

“Uh uh. Wait for me to recover,” I moan. He gives me a look but gives up once I keep refusing. I clench my sore feet and slump further into my chair. Suddenly, I hear a high pitched squeal.

“OH MY GOSH! ARE YOU JOSH HUTCHERSON?!?!?!” two slutty looking girls come sprinting over (even though it seems impossible to run, with their mile high heels and all), and squealing, clutching their phones so tightly that it looks like they’re gonna break it. Josh looks at me but I don’t look at him. Instead, I scan my eyes up and down the slutty girls; one dirty blonde, one badly fire-red dyed hair, extremely short pencil skirt; flowy crop tops, mile high heels, and caked faces. I cringe when I see the blonde’s boob almost slipping out of her shirt.. not exactly shirt.

“You’re Josh Hutcherson right?” I squeal again, completely ignoring my curious, disgusted eyes. I mock a cough, saying “No shit,” The red-head glares at me. I look towards Josh.

“Uhh yeah,” he answers, eyes also searching their bodies. I do hope he’s hasn’t seen blonde’s ____.

The girls look to each other, eyes wide. They both start babbling.

“Oh-em-gee! Can I have a photo?” “Can I have your autograph?” “Can you give me a kiss?!” I flinch at that one. “Can I have your number?”

Josh looks alarmed and quite frightened when the blonde asks the last one: “Why did you break up with Charlotte?” His eyes widen and he looks at them.

“How do you..?” Josh’s face drains colour. I turn pale as well, and my stomach churns as soon as I see her.

Charlotte, Josh’s ‘so-called ex’ comes clopping towards us.

“So I guess you’ve met Kate and Kalista?” she fake giggles and waves her very long, freshly manicured fingers at Josh.

What is this, Josh’s exes reunion?

Hey guys. It’s Ellie again. If you have read, and know, Dee is in hospital, apparently diagnosed with Cancer. This is a chapter she asked me to post, and I will reblog some more photos for her, and post her other chapter and couple of one shots probably tomorrow. Thanks for supporting her, if you have anything to say to her, message me (cir-cus), and I will pass it on to her. Thanks again, enjoy this chapter!

Ellie xx