I figured I’d post three chapters today. (Okay, maybe I’m just in a hurry to post the ending because I’m really proud of it) (And maybe I want to start a new story, but I try to only write one story at a time) (If anyone has any ideas for a new story, hit me up)
Ask is open for feedback always.
Life, Love, and Learning
A Josh Hutcherson Fanfiction
“I would much rather do this,” Josh says, kissing me.
“I would rather know you’re okay,” I say, pulling back. “Tell me what happened.”
“Fine, come with me.” He pulls me into the room we made out in yesterday. I smile at the memory, but quickly snap out of it when I realize how upset Josh is. “I’ll tell you, but you have to promise not to get mad.”
“I promise,” I say, holding out my pinkie. It’s old fashioned, but everyone knows you don’t go against a pinkie promise.
“Okay, well, you know how Jennifer and I had a bunch of stuff to do this morning like costume fittings and other boring stuff. And then after, we had an interview with some magazine or something. I told the guy who was doing the interview to ask me about my personal life at some point, and he agreed. So it’s going great, we’re talking about how successful The Hunger Games was and how much we’re looking forward to Catching Fire.” He stops to take a deep breath, clearly starting to get worked up. I’m wondering if I really want to know why he’s so upset after all. “Then he made a really smooth transition, and I was impressed, but he asked a stupid question and I got pretty upset…”
“What did he ask?”
“How long have you and Jennifer been dating.”
I can’t help but laugh. “But she’s dating Nicholas…”
“I know! For someone who does celebrity interviews, he certainly isn’t up with celebrity gossip.”
“What did you say?”
“I told him that we’re not dating, and he didn’t believe me. Jennifer kept telling him that she was happily dating someone else until finally he bought it. So then he asked if I was dating anyone, and I said yes. And he said ‘It doesn’t matter who she is, she can’t compare to Jennifer Lawrence’ and I kind of went off on him.”
“You promised you wouldn’t get mad!”
“I’m not mad! I’m honored that you would go off on him for saying that, but you really don’t have to.”
“I know I don’t. That’s why I did.”
“So what exactly did you say?”
He smiles from ear to ear, and I’m afraid of what his answer is going to be. “Well first I told Jennifer that she is amazing and not to be offended by anything I say. And then I listed off everything I like about you. I might have ended with a few explicatives just so he knew how upset I was.”
I wrap my arms around his neck. “You’re really sweet.”
“And you’re really close,” he says, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“Would you like me to go farther,” I say, taking a step back but not moving my arms. He pulls me back.
“I never want you to be far away from me.” Butterflies take over my stomach as he lifts me up and turns around, sitting me on the table. His lips brush my neck, leaving a trail of kisses up to my ear, which he stops to nibble before finding my lips. I have a sudden urge to tear off all of his clothes right here and now, but I think about what Jennifer said and decide against it. She’s right; I shouldn’t have sex until I’m sure I’m in love. Do I love Josh? We’ve only been dating for a few days, but he kissed me a week and a half ago. Plus I’ve had a crush on him since I was fourteen. But does that constitute love? I make a mental note to ask Jennifer when we get back to the hotel. I also make a mental note to start making real notes, since I usually forget my mental notes right after I make them.
There’s a knock on the door that causes Josh to pull back. “Read-through time,” I hear Jennifer say. I don’t know how she knew where we were, but I’m glad it’s her and not James or Francis or the wardrobe director who hates me.
As we walk to the room that I decide to just call a conference room, hands locked together, Josh points out that I didn’t tell him what happened during my meeting this morning.
“We were kind of busy,” I tell him. “I’ll tell you everything later, okay?” He accepts this response and we enter the conference room. I have to sit with James and the other important people (does that make me important? I’ll have to ask the next press person I see) while the main members of the cast sit across from us. There are recording devices set up on either side of the table. I wonder if this is what an audition is like. If it is, I never want to audition for anything. I’m afraid to make even the slightest noise, unsure of how much the recording devices will pick up.
The cast, which is really only Jennifer, Josh, Liam, and a few other people who have big parts in Catching Fire, start to read the script from the beginning. Francis stops them over and over again, making them repeat scenes with more inflection or different tones. He doesn’t make Josh kiss Jennifer, though, despite the cue that is basically on every page. He glances at me and I think I see him wink, so I assume he heard about Josh’s outburst earlier. I wouldn’t mind watching Josh kiss Jennifer, to be honest. I don’t get jealous easily. I have a feeling that if the roles were reversed, Josh wouldn’t even be able to sit in the same room with me kissing another guy. I have to suppress a smile.
Finally, after what seems like forever, Francis gives everyone the go ahead to leave. James stops me before I walk out the door. “Don’t forget to get that paper signed,” he reminds me. “And don’t tell her who is recording on Saturday. We’re trying to keep it under wraps.”
“I don’t even know who is recording on Saturday,” I point out.
“I’ll tell you tomorrow. You’ll be very excited. Also,” he says, handing me a large stack of paper. “Read this. Don’t share it with anyone who isn’t on the cast. And come up with a few places that you think would be appropriate to put music, other than parts where there’s no dialogue. Okay?”
“Will do. Thanks.” With that, he nods and walks out the door. I adjust everything in my purse so the script will fit. I make another mental note to buy a planner so I can keep track of all of these things that I’m supposed to do.
“Give it another week, and you’ll be more famous than me,” Josh says when I finally leave the conference room. My purse is three times heavier than it was when I left the hotel this morning. I’m glad I’m not an actress.
“A week? Please, I’m already there,” I respond playfully. He puts his arm around my waist and we walk outside. Jennifer runs up from behind us (scaring the crap out of me) and yells something about how we were going to leave her here. She of course forgets this when a very handsome man is standing outside with a bouquet of beautiful roses.
“NICHOLAS?” she yells, running into his arms. He drops the roses, but it doesn’t seem to matter, because they’re embraced in a deep kiss. “You didn’t tell me you were coming back to California!”
“I wanted to surprise you,” he smiles. Josh and I walk up now, and Nicholas shakes his hand. “What’s up, Josh? Hope life is treating you good.”
“Couldn’t be better. This is my girlfriend, Megan,” he says, ushering toward me. Nicholas holds out his hand and I shake it.
“Nice to meet you,” he says with a kind smile. I feel Josh’s grip around my waist tighten. Most girls would probably find his jealousy annoying, but I think it’s really cute. Maybe I’m just making up for nineteen years without any human contact other than my family and my friends.
“You, too,” I say, returning his smile. Jennifer decides now would be a good time to say she has to go to the bathroom and asks me to come with her. I may not have many girl friends, but I know we’re not really going to the bathroom to use the bathroom.
“Megan…” she starts, and I know exactly what is going to come next.
“Let me guess, you want me to stay in Josh’s room tonight so that you and Nicholas can have the place to yourselves?” She does one of those smiles that makes it very clear that I am very right.
“I just don’t want you to feel awkward, you know. And I mean it’ll give you and Josh some alone time…”
“It’s fine, Jennifer! But I have to get some stuff from my room first. They asked me to design your wedding dress. Well, Katniss’s wedding dress. I’m supposed to have six sketches by next Wednesday.”
“You’re designing my dress? Oh my gosh. That’s perfect. If it’s anything like the dresses in your castle, I know I’ll love it.” I smile at this, convincing my head to tell my mouth to keep quiet and just accept a compliment for once. “And thank you, for clearing out tonight. It means a lot.”
“Don’t mention it. Oh but wait. How am I supposed to ask Josh if I can stay in his room tonight, without implying that I want to have sex? Because I’m not sure I’m ready for that step yet.”
“I’ve got you covered, hun,” she tells me, showing me her phone. Megan’s staying in your room tonight. Don’t rush into anything.
“You’re my hero,” I say. We walk together to where Josh and Nicholas are standing, catching up on what’s been happening since the last time they saw each other.
“So, what do you say we go get some food, and then I’ll take you back to your hotel?” Nicholas says to Jennifer, sliding his arm around her waist. She folds into him and I see a light that I hadn’t noticed was missing glow around her. She has missed him more than I knew.
“That sounds perfect. I’ll see you guys later.” And with that, they’re off to Nicholas’s rental car, leaving Josh and I to our own devices.
“So I guess you’re rooming with me tonight. What do you say we order pizza and watch a movie? Corny, but not bad for a second date.”
“That sounds great. I have to stop by my room first though. I have to grab my sketch book.”
“Your sketch book? Got some new ideas you want to work on?”
“Not exactly, but I better soon. They asked me to design Katniss’s wedding dress.”
We had been walking leisurely toward Josh’s car, but this makes him stop abruptly. “What? Megan that’s awesome! I can’t believe you didn’t tell me until now!”
“Well, I mean, it’s a pretty impossible task. I have to come up with three white gowns and then three that are transformed to black like the mockingjay, all by next Wednesday. Plus, I have to read the script and make notes on where I think we can add music over dialogue, without actually seeing how the scenes are being filmed. I feel like it’s finals week all over again. Only at least my finals seemed manageable.”
“You’ll be able to do it. How about if we skip the movie and I help you read through the script? I have to practice anyway. But we need to order pizza. I’m starving.”
“Okay.” We finish our walk to Josh’s car and get in. “Oh, one more thing. I got permission to bring Nicole on a tour of the set on Saturday. And she’s going to come to the first recording session that we have for the soundtrack. So if we see her outside the hotel, remind me to talk to her mom. My mental notes are getting all jumbled. Also, I need a planner so I can keep track of all this stuff.”
“Maybe we should just get you a personal assistant,” he says, but he pulls into a small store and gets me a pretty pink day planner anyway. When we get to the hotel, I’m happy to see a large group of fans. Nicole catches my eye right away, so when I get out, I go to talk to her.
“Hey, is that your mom?” I nod to the woman standing back, watching intently.
“Yeah,” Nicole tells me.
“Would you mind if I talk to her quickly?”
“Sure, go ahead. Mom!” she calls and the woman comes over. “This is Megan. She wants to talk to you.”
I lead Nicole’s mom away from the crowd so no one will overhear what I have to say. “I’m Megan McAlliston,” I start, holding out my hand to shake.
“Barbara Collins, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
“You, too. So, you probably think this is really weird, but I’ve been talking to Nicole a lot over the last few days, and I realize just how similar we are.” Barbara looks into my eyes and I can tell she’s wondering what I mean. I don’t want to explain, so I return her intense look, hoping that’s enough. “I was hoping you would let me show her around the set of Catching Fire on Saturday. It’s the first day of filming. And then after I want her to sit in on the first recording session for the soundtrack.”
Her face falls. “I have to work on Saturday.” I can tell she’s searching her brain for a way that she can get Nicole to the set.
“I could pick her up,” I say. “If you’re comfortable with that. Josh will let me use his car.”
“That would be wonderful. I know Nicole would absolutely love this opportunity.”
“Yay! I’m really excited. I need you to sign this permission slip, so we have contact information and everything.”
“Of course!” She takes the paper from my hand and fills it out with a pen that she dug from her purse. “Here you go.”
“Perfect. Thank you so much.”
“No, thank you! This will make Nicole so happy.”
“I hope so,” I say with a smile. “If you don’t mind, can we keep this a secret? I mean, I’ll tell her that I’m taking her to the set for the day, but I don’t want her to know about the recording session or any of the major details. I want to surprise her.”
“Your secret is safe with me.”
“Thank you, again, Ms. Collins.”
“Please, call me Barbara.” I smile and walk over to Nicole. I see that Josh is standing with her, and I hope he hasn’t spoiled the secret.
“Hey guys,” I say. “What are you talking about?”
“Josh was telling me about your date. I saw on E! earlier that you’re officially a couple.” Josh slips his arm around my waist. I can’t help but notice how much more comfortable Nicole looks today compared to the first two times I met her.
“Yes, that is true. However, more importantly, I have a surprise for you. I’m going to pick you up at 7am on Saturday morning and take you to the set of Catching Fire. How does that sound?” Josh looks at me, pretending to be offended that I said this was more important than our being a couple. I roll my eyes and focus on Nicole. Her eyes are wide, and I can see all of the different shades of blue.
“Seriously?” she looks to her mother for confirmation, and her mom nods. “Oh my God, this is incredible! I can’t even believe it!” She hugs me.
“Well, believe it, ‘cause it’s true! Here, give me your number,” I say, handing her my iPhone. “I’ll text you tomorrow with more details.”
She’s shaking again, and I feel kind of special that it’s because of me and not Josh. Well, it’s because of what I’m doing for her. Mostly because of the fact that she’s going to the set of Catching Fire. I guess it isn’t really me at all. But I let myself feel special anyway. She quickly puts her name in my phone and hands it back to me, as if she’s afraid I might change my mind.
“See you on Saturday,” I tell her as her and her mom walk away.
“See you Saturday!” she replies. I wonder if she’ll scream and jump on her bed when she gets home. I know that’s what I always did after meeting someone semi-famous.
Josh and I go inside and take the elevator to our floor. He goes to his room and calls to order pizza while I go and gather everything I need from my room. I decide I should bring an outfit for tomorrow, plus my gym clothes since I didn’t do my full workout this morning, and obviously I need my pajamas and my tooth brush. I also grab my purse, my sketch book and pencils before knocking on Josh’s door. I probably look kind of strange, and I realize maybe I should have put my stuff in a bag or something instead of just carrying it all. Whatever.